Chapter 107 An inevitable plot

The Evil Eagle was assassinated in broad daylight, in front of Jun Tingsheng, which made him realize that there was someone behind the Evil Eagle.

Perhaps, that person was the one who led Song Baichuan to suppress the bandits, but what was his purpose in doing so?

Song Baoling witnessed the tragic death of the evil eagle with her own eyes. Although it was not like she had never seen dead people before, she was still a little shaken for the rest of the day.

She knew very well that this matter was not over yet, but now that the evil eagle died, the clues were cut off, and it would be too difficult to find out the truth.

Jun Tingsheng entered the house with food in his hands. When he saw Song Baoling who was in a daze again, he came forward worriedly: "Okay, stop thinking about it, eat something and have a good sleep."

Song Baoling pushed away the food he handed her, shook her head and said, "My mind is filled with the death of the evil eagle, and I really have no appetite."

Seeing this, Jun Tingsheng did not force her anymore and comforted her gently: "Don't be afraid, I will always be with you. Just sleep for a while."

After a day's journey, Song Baoling was really tired, so she lay down and closed her eyes to sleep.

Jun Tingsheng looked at her well-behaved appearance and couldn't help but touch her face gently, with a slight smile on his lips.

The little girl is cuter when she's asleep and won't do anything annoying.

Unconsciously, Song Baoling fell into a drowsy sleep. Perhaps stimulated by the death of the evil eagle, he had another nightmare.

In her dream, she seemed to be in a fairyland, surrounded by many beautifully dressed people, but she could never see their faces clearly.

"God Lord, God Lord..."

Someone was shouting excitedly. Song Baoling followed the sound and saw a tall and straight man walking slowly.

But no matter how hard she tried, she still couldn't see the man's face clearly, but when he came close to her, she felt familiar and warm.

"spirit."

spirit?

Is he calling her? Song Baoling searched with her eyes to find out who was calling her, but there were too many people around her, and she was motivated but powerless.

But where is this place? Why does it look so familiar, but I can’t remember it?

Song Baoling felt her head hurt more and more. She wanted to get out of the dream but was always trapped in it, until she smelled a familiar fragrance.

The light fragrance, accompanied by the aroma of peach blossoms, is refreshing for a while.

"Hmm..."

Song Baoling opened her eyes and looked at the roof. The memory of before going to bed came back. She turned her head and looked to the side, only to see Jun Tingsheng sitting with his back to her, not knowing what he was thinking.

Maybe she made a noise, but Jun Tingsheng suddenly moved and then turned around.

"woke up."

Jun Tingsheng stood up and walked to the bed, reaching out to Song Baoling as usual, but when he was about to touch her, she turned her head and avoided it.

At this moment, both of them seemed a little embarrassed, and Song Baoling was also the same. She didn't know what was going on with her, but she suddenly didn't want Jun Tingsheng to touch her.

"What's wrong?"

Jun Tingsheng thought she had just woken up and was still unconscious, so he sat down next to her and comforted her: "Did you have a nightmare?"

"It's okay, I'll always be with you..."

Before he could finish his words, Song Baoling shook his head and refused coldly: "I'm fine. Thank you for taking such good care of me. You can go and have a rest."

Jun Tingsheng saw that she was resisting him, and he couldn't help but feel a little uncomfortable. Since the serious illness five years ago, their relationship could never return to its original state.

"The medicine is ready, please drink it first."

Song Baoling just wanted him to leave quickly, so he usually took a long time to drink the medicine, but this time he drank it all in one breath.

Looking at the empty medicine bowl handed over by Song Baoling, Jun Tingsheng couldn't get rid of the candied fruits he had prepared, so he had to turn around and leave with the bowl in hand.

After Jun Tingsheng came out, he stood guard outside the house. He sat on the steps and looked at the closed door, recalling in his mind what happened between him and Song Baoling from the first time they met until now.

On the way back to the capital, Song Baoling's attitude toward Jun Tingsheng became much better, but he still kept a distance from him.

In this regard, Jun Tingsheng just saw through it but did not say anything. He did not want to make their relationship too tense.

Capital Regent's Palace——

"Your Majesty, Song Baichuan has destroyed the water bandits' lair and is still dealing with follow-up matters in the downstream villages."

Jun Tianlin was a little surprised when he heard this. Not to mention that Song Baichuan had really succeeded in suppressing the bandits. It had only been half a month since he left. How did he do it in such a short time?

Chai Liang took out a letter from his arms and handed it over, and said: "The spy we installed sent back the news that Jun Tingsheng, who went to suppress the bandit this time, had a guard beside him that he had never seen before, and the relationship between the two is unusual."

"I think that guard looks very much like...Song Baichuan's daughter, Song Baoling."

Jun Tianlin quickly glanced at the contents of the letter. If what Nai Ying said was true, then was Song Baoling pretending to be ill from the beginning?

"Get ready, I am going to the palace to meet the Holy Spirit."

"Yes, Your Majesty."

If Song Baoling was really in the team, then maybe she was the reason why Song Baichuan was so successful in suppressing the bandits.

Jun Tianlin immediately set off to enter the palace. He had to confirm one thing before Song Baichuan came back.

"This time, Marquis Xuanping returned with a great victory and fundamentally solved the problem of the victims. The Holy Lord finally no longer has to worry."

In the imperial study room, Jun Yelan looked at Jun Tianlin who came uninvited, got up from the dragon chair and walked towards him.

"What the emperor said is that I was worried about whether he was qualified for this matter before, but fortunately he did not disappoint me."

There was a smile on Jun Yelan's face. In fact, he had always valued Song Baichuan's strength. It was only because what happened five years ago made him suspicious. Now it seems that he had the foresight to not make things difficult for Song Baichuan.

"Your Majesty, I heard that when Marquis Xuanping left, his daughter was still seriously injured and lying on the bed. It would be better for Your Majesty and me to go to the mansion to visit. This will also reflect Your Majesty's love for me."

Jun Yelan strongly agreed with this. In the past few years, he had always suppressed Song Baichuan and controlled his military power. Now that he had made meritorious deeds, he really had to show something to appease his past dissatisfaction.

"Come here, find Doctor Wang and follow me to the Xuanping Marquis' Mansion."

Jun Tianlin's face showed a smile of successful conspiracy, and he would be able to confirm later whether Song Baoling was pretending to be sick.

At this time in Song Mansion, Mrs. Song was worshiping Buddha in the ancestral hall. In the past half month, she had been eating fast and chanting Buddha every day to pray for the safety of her family.

"Old madam, old madam, something big happened..."

A maid ran into the ancestral hall in a panic. Mrs. Song frowned dissatisfied when she saw this and scolded: "How can you yell in the ancestral hall!"

"Yes, I know I was wrong."

Mrs. Song turned back and continued to kneel down, "Tell me, did something happen to the second room again?"

The maid swallowed her saliva and said in a hurried tone: "No, it's... the Holy One is here."

Mrs. Song suddenly opened her eyes and turned to look at the maid with shock, "Who did you say is here?!"
Chapter completed!