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Chapter 190 It Doesn't Look Like You're Lying

Chapter 190 Doesn’t seem like lying

"Ling'er, as promised, no matter what happens, we have to solve it together."

Jun Tingsheng looked at the person in front of him firmly. When Yamuna came out of the teahouse just now, he told him that Song Baoling was in a bad mood. He had guessed it at that time.

After a moment of silence, Song Baoling finally told what Yamuna said truthfully, word for word.

"Although I don't believe it either, but...Yamuna doesn't seem to be lying."

Jun Tingsheng came to a conclusion after thinking carefully, and continued: "Mrs. Song has always lived in seclusion. There are very few people in the capital who can see her, let alone Yamuna."

"If Yamuna wants to make a fuss about Qicaihuang, he said anyone related to this matter can do it. Why did he say it was your grandmother?"

Song Baoling lowered her head and did not respond. It was because she knew Yemuna was not lying that she felt sad.

"Whether it's true or not, my grandmother would never kill me. I will definitely find out about this matter..."

The two of them didn't speak anymore until they came to the door of the Song Mansion, where they saw Mrs. Song who had been waiting there for a long time.

Song Baoling and Jun Tingsheng looked at each other. As soon as they arrived in front of Mrs. Song, the old lady grabbed Song Baoling's hand: "Finally you are back, nothing happened?"

"Don't worry, grandma, it's okay."

"What about you? Are you feeling uncomfortable somewhere?"

Hearing this, Song Baoling's heart suddenly sank, and she carefully asked: "Why did grandma suddenly ask like this?"

Mrs. Song was stunned subconsciously, and denied with a slight panic on her face: "It's okay, grandma just saw that you have been very busy recently, and she is worried that you are exhausted."

Song Baoling took in all her expressions and didn't ask any more questions, but he already had concerns in his heart.

She knew that her grandmother must be hiding something from her. Perhaps, as Yamuna said, the colorful brilliance was her grandmother's handiwork.

But why would she do this?

"Linger.

Jun Tingsheng suddenly spoke, and Song Baoling was pulled back from her thoughts. She looked up at him and smiled: "It's okay. You can go back. Thank you for sending me back."

The two of them had a clear understanding of each other, and even if they didn't speak, they knew what each other was thinking.

"Old madam, Ting Sheng has left first."

Mrs. Song watched him leave, and then turned to look at Song Baoling: "Ling'er, why did the Lord ask you to enter the palace? But something happened again?"

Song Baoling forced a smile and said, "It's okay. I just asked about what happened at the Four Nations Banquet. Grandma doesn't need to worry too much."

"Grandma, I'm a little tired, so I'll go back to the house to rest and see you later."

After saying that, Song Baoling bowed politely and then turned back to his small courtyard.

Mrs. Song looked at her and hesitated to speak, but in the end she said nothing. She stood there and watched her go further and further away.

The next day, news came out in the palace that Jun Yelan had granted marriage to Yemuna and the fifteenth princess. Although Song Baoling had already known about it, she still couldn't help but sigh when she saw how Jun Yelan treated his sister.

"Miss, someone from the palace has sent a message."

Lian Jiao's voice came from outside the door. Song Baoling was lying listlessly on the table. Since meeting Yamuna yesterday, her mind has been filled with things about Qicaihuang and her grandmother, and she has no interest in other things.

Lian Jiao was seen running in from outside the house. After seeing Song Baoling lying on the table, she stepped forward with excitement: "Miss, the fifteenth princess sent a message to invite you to the palace to hunt together."

"hunting?"

"Yes, the person who sent the message also said that the fifteenth princess specifically told me that you must go, Miss."

Song Baoling, who had wanted to pretend to be sick and refuse, felt helpless when she heard this. After some tangle, she still asked Lianjiao to help change her clothes and enter the palace.

As soon as Song Baoling entered the palace, she was taken to the hunting ground by the palace servants who had been waiting for her. She thought she and Shu Ning were alone. Unexpectedly, as soon as she got closer, she saw Si Ao and Ye Muna, and even Yun Dan was present.

"Miss Song is here."

Si Ao took the initiative to say hello, and Song Baoling had no choice but to nod in response. At this time, Shu Ning came over with a group of palace people.

"Miss Song is finally here. We are all waiting for you. His Highness Si Ao is looking forward to seeing you."

Shu Ning laughed and teased the two of them. If Song Baoling hadn't given her the bracelet, her marriage to Yemuna would not have been facilitated.

When she learned that Si Ao wanted to marry Song Baoling, she thought about bringing the two of them together, so she prepared such an event today.

"I've kept the princess waiting for a long time."

Song Baoling lowered his head slightly, pretending he didn't understand anything in Shu Ning's words, which made Ye Muna next to him very satisfied.

"I don't know if this is Miss Song's first time hunting, so I specially invited His Highness Si Ao to protect you later."

As soon as he finished speaking, the palace servants came over with the horse ropes, and everyone chose the horse they were satisfied with.

Song Baoling looked at the black horse in front of him, stroked it a few times, and then rode on it with the help of the palace attendants.

But as soon as she got on, she noticed that something was wrong with the horse, so she got off the horse and checked again. However, after checking, she still found no problem.

"Miss Song, what happened?"

Si Ao led the horse closer to her. Song Baoling raised her head and glanced at him, "There's something wrong with this horse, but I can't see the problem."

At this time, a contemptuous laugh came, and Yun Dan looked at the two of them from his horse.

"Ms. Song, you can just openly admit that you don't know how to ride a horse. Why blame the horse for the problem? I want to cry out for the horse."

Song Baoling frowned in displeasure when he heard this, and was about to retaliate, but Si Ao beside him stopped him: "Miss Song, don't pay attention."

Later, Si Ao patiently helped with the inspection, and Song Baoling felt that he was taking care of her, and for a while she was not used to it.

Because they wanted to check whether there was anything wrong with the horse, the two of them were relatively close. Shu Ning and others standing aside had different expressions on their faces when they saw this.

"There are differences between men and women, please pay more attention to it, Your Highness."

Jun Tingsheng's voice suddenly sounded, and everyone looked up, only to see him walking towards him with a cold face.

"Your Majesty, I misunderstood. I was just helping Miss Song check if there is anything wrong with the horse. Besides, there are so many people here, what can I do."

"People's words are scary. Even if Your Highness is not thinking about yourself, you should still be thinking about Ling'er's reputation."

"The relationship between Miss Song and me is pure and innocent. I'm afraid the prince is overthinking it."

The two of them were talking to each other as if no one was watching. Song Baoling was speechless for a while, but she had to step forward to dissuade him: "There are still people here. Can you two make a truce first?"

Jun Tingsheng stared at Si Ao with stern eyes, but the other person had a smile on his face, as if nothing had happened just now.

"It's rare that so many people gather together today, why not... form a team to compete."

Several people looked at Shu Ning who proposed the competition. Song Baoling suddenly regretted coming. If he had known that the situation would be so chaotic, he might as well have sunbathed at home.
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