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Chapter 8 You just stay, okay?
Song Baoling nodded immediately when he heard the sound, and the mist in his eyes disappeared in an instant.

"Ling'er likes to be with Miss and Sister, you can go to work, little uncle, and don't worry about me."

Jun Tingsheng instantly felt abandoned, and let go of Song Baoling helplessly.

"Then please trouble Miss Jing!"

"You're welcome!"

Jing Wan'er's heart was beating wildly, she didn't dare to look at her more.

Jun Tingsheng was used to this kind of shy girl, so he didn't take Jing Wan'er's thoughts to heart.As the heir of Prince Chengyang, there are countless girls who want to show up.

Song Baoling slid down from Jun Tingsheng's arms, and immediately came to Jing Wan'er's side, his chubby little hands took the initiative to grab her hand, and suddenly felt a stream of clear and pure aura continuously transmitted from her to his body.

"Miss, don't go home. I told my grandmother, can you stay at home for a few days?"

Jing Wan'er was a little moved.

After all, it would be easier to borrow money if it could be done in front of the old lady.

Hey!
If it wasn't for the fact that her family was in dire straits, why would she come out to embarrass herself as a girl.

"Miss, can you stay here?"

Song Baoling stared straight at Jing Wan'er with round eyes, it was really hard to refuse.

"Sister Ling'er, if my aunt agrees, I can ask someone to go back to the house and say something."

Mrs. Song is in charge of the entire Hou Mansion, so this matter naturally needs her permission.

"Don't worry, leave it to me!" Song Baoling patted his chest briskly, obviously he looked like a child, but he wanted to imitate an adult.

Liang Yi, who came back with the horse, was amused by her.

This little lady is really not similar to the eldest lady except for her appearance.

Jun Tingsheng turned his head and glared at Liang Yi, his eyes were cold.

Liang Yi twitched the corners of his mouth embarrassingly, "My lord, the horse is ready."

"understood!"

Jun Tingsheng glanced at Liang Yi in disgust, and bent over to look at Song Baoling.

"I should go, take care of yourself!"

"Ok!"

Song Baoling nodded vigorously, and raised his face: "Don't worry, little uncle, be careful on the road!"

Jun Tingsheng got on the horse, looked at Song Baoling reluctantly, tightened the reins, and stepped on the horse.

Looking at such a graceful and graceful man, although Jing Wan'er was restrained on the face, some different feelings finally surged in her heart.

"Miss, let's go see grandma."

Song Baoling dragged Jing Wan'er back to Xuanping Hou Mansion when Jun Tingsheng's back was no longer visible, and at her request, Jing Wan'er settled in Xuanping Hou Mansion smoothly.

In the garden, Song Baoling and Jing Wan'er were sitting in the gazebo holding a can of fish food, watching the fish flopping about in the lake, Song Baoling giggled non-stop.

"Sister Wan'er, look at these fish, they are so happy!"

"Yeah!" Jing Wan'er nodded with a smile, and echoed, "We are also very happy to see them being free."

Song Baoling turned his head to look at Jing Wan'er, saw a gleam of sadness between her brows, couldn't help but said: "Sister Wan'er, you are such a nice person, you must be able to come here!"

"Although I don't know if what you said is true or not, thank you for your good words."

Jing Wan'er looked at Song Baoling, thought about her relationship with Jun Tingsheng, and finally plucked up the courage to say, "Sister Linger, there is something I want to ask you, can I?"

"can!"

Song Baoling's thinking is very simple, and he can still mention a thing or two about seeking good luck and avoiding bad luck.

"Shizi is your little uncle, and he also likes you very much. I have something, can I ask you to give it to him?"

"Sister Wan'er, you..."

Song Baoling opened his mouth wide in surprise, and looked at Jing Wan'er with a pair of clear eyes without blinking, with a sly smile on his face.

"Oh, I see, does sister Wan'er like little uncle?"

"Linger!"

Jing Wan'er smiled shyly, but did not refute her words.

"Don't worry, I'll just promise you!" Song Baoling patted his chest and readily agreed, "However, what would Sister Wan'er want me to give you?"

"Purse bag!"

Jing Wan'er took out a black purse, with a green bamboo embroidered on it, and an eagle with big roc spreading its wings on the other side, the embroidery was very neat, it could be seen that a lot of thought was put into it.

Song Baoling laughed out of joy.

The meaning of a woman giving a man a purse is self-evident.

I don't know what my little uncle thinks, and I don't know if he has a family. Such a kind-hearted young lady, I can't wrong her.

Song Baoling accepted the purse and put it in his arms properly.

The two of them didn't know that behind the pillar not far away, Song Lianmu, who had a grudge against Song Baoling, heard their conversation clearly.

If it wasn't for Jun Tingsheng, he wouldn't have ended up disfigured.

Wait, then!You will feel better!

A smear of hatred that did not match his age flashed across Song Lianmu's scarred face.

"Sister Wan'er, I'm a little hungry, let's go eat!" Song Baoling held his stomach and looked at Jing Wan'er pitifully.

Although I don't eat as much as before, I still get hungry at every turn.

Jun Tingsheng, who had been away for two days, finally returned to Xuanpinghou Mansion at midnight on the third day. Song Baoling, who got the news, remembered Jing Waner's request, immediately found the purse she gave him, and ran out excitedly.

At the other end of the corridor, Song Lianmu hid in the dark, watching Song Baoling running over with small arms and legs, and laughed coldly.

The good show is about to start!
Song Baoling didn't notice it at all, and ran vigorously towards the front yard, but Song Lianmu suddenly rushed out, the two collided fiercely, and the two purses fell to the ground.

"Third brother, what are you doing?"

Song Baoling clutched his forehead, looking at Song Lianmu who was also lying on the ground with a flash of disgust in his eyes.

"I still want to ask why you are running so fast!"

Song Lianmu patted his robe and stood up, picked up the purse that Song Baoling had dropped and put it in his arms.

"It's okay!" Song Baoling saw a flash of hostility in his eyes, and was so frightened that he immediately grabbed the purse and ran to the front yard, not realizing that the purse in his hand had changed.

Song Lianmu watched her small figure gradually disappear, and sneered.

If you can't teach Jun Tingsheng a lesson, let this little nemesis feel that life is worse than death.

In the front yard, Jun Tingsheng was talking to Mrs. Song.

He just came back, his face was still a bit tired, but he hadn't seen the little girl who had been thinking about it for two days, so he was not in a hurry to go back to the room.

"Grandmother, little uncle!"

Song Baoling walked through the patio leading to the Moon Gate in the backyard, and saw Jun Tingsheng sitting next to Mrs. Song dressed in white.

She yelled, then trotted over, ignoring Mrs. Song's strange gaze, and hugged Jun Tingsheng's arm directly.

"Uncle, I have something for you!"

Song Baoling didn't know that the purse had been dropped. She handed the purse in her hand to Jun Tingsheng, and suddenly there was a tingling pain in her palm.

"hiss!"

She gasped, frowning.

"what happened?"

Jun Tingsheng was taken aback, frowned and looked at her wrinkled face, snatched the purse from her hand, and saw her small palm instantly turn purple.

A drop of dark red blood popped out from her palm.

"poisonous!"

"Liang Yi, watch what's in your purse!"

(End of this chapter)