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Chapter 41 It's Clearly Still Don't Believe Her

Unable to end well?

Jun Tingsheng's heart was shocked, looking at Song Baoling with a serious face, he said: "Ling'er, you can't say such things indiscriminately."

"In the future, no matter who it is, you can't say it, remember?"

Song Baoling thought that he didn't believe him, and was a little anxious for a moment, "No, Linger didn't talk nonsense, my little uncle wants...to believe in Linger."

Jun Tingsheng's face was a little ugly, and he also knew that what Song Baoling said would always be verified, but he really couldn't accept that Jun Fengqing would not die well.

Looking at the innocent Song Baoling in front of him, he was silent for a moment, and then slowly said: "Ling'er, the future is ever-changing, no one can guess what will happen."

It was obvious that he still didn't believe her.

Seeing that he didn't believe him, Song Baoling was worried that he would not listen to his advice, so he burst into tears in fear.

"Ling'er didn't lie."

Jun Tingsheng looked at her in a daze, not knowing what he did wrong, so he could only make her happy in a hurry.

It so happened that Jun Fengqing came to discuss matters with Jun Tingsheng at this time, but as soon as he entered the door, he saw Song Baoling crying, while his son was sitting beside him.

"Ting Sheng, why did you make Ling'er cry?"

Jun Fengqing quickly walked up to the two of them, seeing Song Baoling's aggrieved and crying appearance, and hurriedly comforted him: "Ling'er is not crying, tell grandpa what happened?"

Song Baoling was crying so hard, after hearing his words, he sobbed and said, "Little uncle...Little uncle..."

Seeing her keep calling her little uncle, although Jun Fengqing didn't understand why, she immediately turned her head and stared at Jun Tingsheng: "What did you do to Ling'er?"

"I'm not talking about you. You're already a few years older than Ling'er. You have to give in to her in everything. Why does this make people cry?"

Song Baoling cried and cried silently, stretched out his hand to grab Jun Fengqing's sleeve, and said in a childlike voice: "Grandpa, don't scold little uncle, little uncle didn't make Ling'er cry, little uncle...is very nice to Ling'er. it is good."

When Jun Fengqing heard this, she was a little dazed: "He didn't bully you?"

"No."

Looking at the red-eyed Song Baoling, and then at the helpless Jun Tingsheng, Jun Fengqing couldn't laugh or cry, and said for a long time that it was his own mistake.

Jun Tingsheng got up and hugged Song Baoling, and urged: "Father, you go out first, Ling'er should go to bed."

"Then come to the study later, I have something to tell you."

After Jun Fengqing left, Jun Tingsheng carried Song Baoling to the inner room and put him on the bed, "Ling'er, don't tell anyone what you said just now except me, do you understand?"

Song Baoling knew his concerns, and nodded obediently: "Okay, Linger won't say anything."

The expression on Jun Tingsheng's face relaxed, and he gently touched her head, "Then you sleep here well, I'll go out for a while, and I'll be right back."

Xu was really tired, Song Baoling fell asleep after a while, and she seemed to have a dream in a daze.

In the dream, a man was talking to her. The man's voice was pleasant, with a hint of tenderness in the dullness.

She couldn't hear what the man said clearly, and she still couldn't see his face clearly. She just felt that he was a very gentle and gentle person.

"who are you?"

She really wanted to ask this question, but she couldn't make a sound, she could only watch the man turn and leave, his back looked so lonely...

Don't go, don't go.

She reached out to catch him, but the distance between them became farther and farther away...

At this time, on the other side, Jun Tingsheng came to the study and saw Jun Fengqing sitting at the desk resting with his forehead closed and his eyes closed.

"father."

Jun Fengqing opened her eyes when she heard the voice, and took a deep breath when she saw him, "Come on, sit down, let's have a good chat, father and son."

"You and Ling'er get along very well. You have done a good job in this. Now she has a high status in Song Baichuan's heart. You need to use her to continue to win Dong Shunming's favor."

"However, you still have to hurry up and make an appointment with the Xuanping Hou Mansion as soon as possible. Only in this way can your position be stabilized."

Jun Tingsheng's expression changed slightly, and he said bluntly: "Father, there is no rush for this matter, we have to wait."

Hearing this, Jun Fengqing's expression darkened immediately, "Wait? Do you know how many people are staring at us? If we wait any longer, I'm afraid we will be caught first."

"Sheng'er, we have no way out now. If we want to protect ourselves, we can only rely on the power of the Marquis of Xuanping."

Hearing this, Jun Tingsheng was silent for a moment, then stood up and said, "I know what Dad is worried about, but right now is really not a good time."

"Song Baichuan is vigilant. He will hide some strength even from his relatives. Right now he has a good impression of me. If I mention marriage at this time, I'm afraid he will do the opposite."

Jun Fengqing fell silent after listening, and after a while, sighed and said: "Forget it, what you said is indeed reasonable, so let's talk about it later."

"By the way, the regent will attack Song Baichuan in the middle of the court. You can remind him after you go back, so as to increase his favor towards you."

"When the time is right, you can take the initiative to mention the marriage, and we will talk about whether it is successful or not."

Jun Tingsheng nodded in response. After coming out of the study, he only felt a little complicated, but he didn't know the reason.

"Ling'er, I'm back."

Pushing open the door and going in, Jun Tingsheng didn't hear a response, so he went straight to the back room, but unexpectedly saw the face of the person on the bed covered with tears.

"Linger..."

Jun Tingsheng rushed forward to push her, and when she opened her eyes, her watery eyes made his heart ache.

"Wow... little uncle..."

Song Baoling was still immersed in his dream, hugged Jun Tingsheng sadly and cried, "Linger had a dream, and the person in the dream left... Ignore Linger, Linger is so sad..."

She cried intermittently about her dreams, but Jun Tingsheng didn't understand, she only knew that she was crying like this because of nightmares.

Jun Tingsheng blamed himself for leaving her alone. Seeing her sad, he patted her on the back to comfort her.

Song Baoling was crying sadly, when suddenly he smelled a faint fragrance from the tip of his nose, and his whole body became much more comfortable.

However, why is this scent similar to the scent of the man in the dream?

"Ling'er, we're going home."

After returning to the Song Mansion, Jun Tingsheng placed Song Baoling in another garden, and asked a servant girl to take care of her, and then went to find Song Baichuan alone.

In the study, Song Baichuan didn't react too much when he heard that the regent was going to deal with him.

"I know about this matter, and please thank the King of Chengyang on my behalf. I will return his favor in the future."

Jun Tingsheng stood up and saluted him, "Master Hou is serious. My father just didn't want Master Hou to be embarrassed, so he asked me to tell you."

"By the way, if Master Hou needs it, I will try my best to help."

Song Baichuan looked at him, then waved his hand and refused: "No need, this matter has nothing to do with the son, it is better for the son not to interfere."

(End of this chapter)