Chapter 41 It’s obvious that I still don’t believe her

Not a happy ending?

Jun Tingsheng's heart was shocked. He looked at Song Baoling who looked serious and warned, "Ling'er, you can't say such nonsense."

"No matter who it is from now on, you can't say anything, remember?"

Song Baoling thought that he didn't believe her, so she became a little anxious for a moment, "No, Ling'er didn't lie. My uncle wants to... believe Ling'er."

Jun Tingsheng's face looked a little ugly. He also knew that Song Baoling's words would always be verified, but he really couldn't accept the fact that Jun Fengqing would not die a good death.

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

It's obvious that he still doesn't believe her.

When Song Baoling saw that he did not believe in her and was worried that he would not listen to her advice, she was so frightened that she burst into tears.

"Ling'er didn't lie."

Jun Tingsheng looked at her and was stunned. He didn't know what he had done wrong, so he could only try to make her happy.

It happened that Jun Fengqing came over to discuss matters with Jun Tingsheng, but as soon as she entered the door, she saw Song Baoling crying, and her son was sitting beside her.

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

Jun Fengqing walked quickly to the two of them, looked at Song Baoling's aggrieved and crying look, and hurriedly comforted him: "If Ling'er doesn't cry, will you tell grandpa what happened?"

Song Baoling cried so hard that after hearing his words, she sobbed and said: "Little uncle...little uncle..."

Seeing that she kept calling her uncle, although Jun Fengqing didn't know why, she immediately turned her head and glared at Jun Tingsheng: "What did you do to Ling'er?"

"I'm not talking about you. You are a few years older than Ling'er. You have to let her do everything. Why do you make people cry?"

Song Baoling cried silently, stretched out her hand to pull Jun Fengqing's sleeve, and said in a sweet voice: "Grandpa, don't scold my little uncle. My little uncle didn't make Ling'er cry. My uncle... was very kind to Ling'er.

good."

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

"No."

Looking at Song Baoling with red eyes, and then at Jun Tingsheng who had a look of helplessness on his face, Jun Fengqing suddenly felt dumbfounded and said for a long time that he had made a mistake.

Jun Tingsheng stood up and picked up Song Baoling, urging: "Dad, please go out first, it's time for Ling'er to go to bed."

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

After Jun Fengqing left, Jun Tingsheng carried Song Baoling into the inner room and placed her on the bed, "Ling'er, don't say those words to anyone else except me, do you understand?"

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

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

Perhaps she was really tired, and Song Baoling fell asleep soon after. She seemed to have had a dream.

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

She couldn't hear clearly what the man said, nor could she clearly see his appearance. She only felt that he was a very gentle and gentle man.

"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 stretched out her hand to catch the person, but the distance between them was getting farther and farther...

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

"father."

Jun Fengqing opened her eyes when she heard the voice, and took a deep breath when she saw him, "Here you go, sit down, let's have a nice chat as father and son."

"You and Ling'er get along very well, which you have done well. Now she has a very high status in Song Baichuan's heart. You must use her to continue to gain Dong Shunming's favor."

"But you still have to hurry up and make a marriage arrangement with the Xuanping Marquis Mansion as soon as possible. Only in this way can you stabilize your position."

Jun Tingsheng's expression changed slightly and he said bluntly: "Dad, this matter is not urgent. We need to wait a little longer."

Hearing this, Jun Fengqing's face suddenly darkened, "Wait? Do you know how many people are watching us? If we wait any longer, I'm afraid someone will get there first."

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

Hearing this, Jun Tingsheng was silent for a moment, stood up and said, "I know what dad is worried about, but it's really not a good opportunity right now."

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

After hearing this, Jun Fengqing fell silent. After a while, she sighed and said, "Well, what you said is indeed reasonable. Let's talk about it later."

"By the way, the regent will attack Song Baichuan in court. You can remind him when you return, so as to increase his favor with you."

"When the time is right, you can take the initiative to mention the marriage and we will talk about it later."

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

"Ling'er, I'm back."

After opening the door and going in, Jun Tingsheng didn't hear a response and went straight to the back room. Unexpectedly, he saw the person on the bed with tears on his face.

"Ling'er..."

Jun Tingsheng hurriedly stepped forward to push her. When she opened her eyes, a pair of watery eyes made his heart twitch.

"Wow...little uncle..."

Song Baoling was still immersed in her dream, hugging Jun Tingsheng sadly and crying, "Ling'er had a dream, and the person in the dream left... Ignoring Ling'er, Ling'er is so sad..."

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

Jun Tingsheng blamed himself for not leaving her alone. Seeing her so sad, he felt so distressed that he patted her back to comfort her.

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

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

"Linger, be good, we are going home."

After returning to the Song Mansion, Jun Tingsheng placed Song Baoling in a separate garden and asked his maid to take care of her personally, before going to find Song Baichuan alone.

In the study, Song Baichuan didn't have much reaction after hearing that the regent wanted to deal with him.

"I know about this, and I would like to ask the prince to express my gratitude to King Chengyang on my behalf. I will return this favor to him in the future."

Jun Tingsheng stood up and saluted him, "The Marquis said something serious. My father just didn't want the Marquis to be embarrassed, so he asked me to tell him."

"By the way, if Lord Marquis 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 Crown Prince. It would be better for the Crown Prince not to interfere."
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