"You are suspicious..." Si Moli thought for a while and shook her head slightly: "I'm not sure, but I will make people pay attention to this matter."

After returning to the palace, Jiang Lin, who was thrown to the ground, woke up while they were talking.

Seeing that he was tied up, Jiang Lin struggled violently, and shouted in fear: "What are you going to do? Let me go quickly!"

Chen Qingyun walked over and looked at him from a high point, as if he was looking at a fish struggling on a chopping board.

Perhaps this scene stimulated Jiang Lin, and his emotions suddenly collapsed: "Chen Qingyun, are you very happy and proud to see me like this now? You should be locked up, never see the light of day, abused Until death, that is your life, you bitch!"

Si Moli couldn't listen anymore and said coldly: "Palm and mouth."

The tall guard on the side grabbed Jiang Lin like a cub. The other man opened his bow left and right, accompanied by his scream, with great force, and blood marks on his face were blown away, his face swollen into a pig's head, and the corners of his mouth were also Blood oozed out.

The guard snorted coldly, let go of his hand, and Jiang Lin was thrown back to the ground like a rag.

If he hadn't been asked some questions, looking at his prince's murderous eyes, he would have wanted to kill him.

Chen Qingyun did not show an angry look. At this time, the more angry he became, the more he became, the more he was disobedient he was. It was just like Jiang Lin's wishes.

She looked faint: "Don't you pretend not to know us?"

Jiang Lin trembled all over, his face turned dark. He gritted his teeth, but he didn't say a word. Later, he simply closed his eyes and gave up. Anyway, he just didn't plan to reply.

The old housekeeper came over and took a look, and said with a smile: "Did the prisoner faint? He didn't even respond. This is not OK."

The person on the side nodded understandingly, ran out and brought a basin of water to come back. The water was filled with chopped red peppers. Then, he poured the basin of pepper water directly on Jiang Lin's head.

Such a basin of cold water poured towards him. Jiang Lin screamed uncontrollably. The pepper water choked into his throat, and the spicy feeling penetrated into the small wound around his mouth, which made him scream suddenly.

The old butler nodded in appreciation, and then said respectfully to Chen Qingyun: "Miss Chen, you can continue asking."

Jiang Lin glared at him, and the old butler said without changing his face: "Burn the soldering iron hot. If the prisoner does not cooperate, he will greet him wherever he is soft."

Now, Jiang Lin really dared not not cooperate anymore.

He used to be in the dungeon of the Marquis' Mansion and knew these ways to bother people. Now he had to use them on himself. Just thinking about it, he was already in pain.

Then, he changed his face and begged Chen Qingyun: "I want to chat with Shen Qingyun...Miss Chen, can you talk alone? I won't resist anymore."

Si Moli glanced at Chen Qingyun and sought her opinions.

Chen Qingyun thought about it and thought that Jiang Lin might be about to talk about his previous life, so he nodded in agreement.

The old housekeeper was a little worried, but Si Moli did not object, but just reminded her: "Don't get too close. If you have anything, call me loudly. I'll wait for you outside. If you hear something is wrong, you will come in immediately."

"Okay." Chen Qingyun smiled slightly.

She liked this feeling very much. Si Moli never directly refuted her decision, but trusted her without asking the reason and silently protected her.

Everyone else in the room followed Si Moli out of the room, and the last person brought the door, and there were only Chen Qingyun and Jiang Lin left in the room.

Chen Qingyun sat on the chair beside him, took a sip of tea slowly, and then said, "Tell me now, who is the one who saved you? Is it really the Master Wuchen in the White Horse Temple?"

After a pause, she added: "Don't think they're out, I will have no choice but to you. My patience is limited, this is the last chance. If you don't say it now, I won't ask."

Jiang Lin weighed it in his heart, and he felt that Chen Qingyun was not cheating on him.

She has indeed changed, completely different from the timid and cringe-in-law she in her previous life.

So, Jiang Lin replied honestly: "It was Master Wuchen who saved me."

Chen Qingyun looked at Jiang Lin, looking at him not as if he was telling lies, and then asked, "Why did he save you? Why did he bring you back?"

Jiang Lin smiled bitterly and shook his head: "How could I know? He saw that I had no money to treat my illness, so he took me to treat it, and bought me buns. It was me who begged him to take me in, so he followed him all the way to Baima Temple and became a monk. Monk. I just thought, at least I wouldn’t have to worry about food and clothing. Maybe I could hide my name and completely avoid the pursuers.”

Chen Qingyun was silent for a while.

No, Master Wuchen clearly explained that he was in seclusion, so why did he run so far away to travel and save Jiang Lin back.

She didn't believe that the little monk would make a mistake when going out and retreating.

Moreover, White Horse Temple also requires certain assessments for recruiting new monks, and Jiang Lin cannot see any wisdom.

After thinking about it, she asked again: "Have you seen the person who saved you, do you have six fingers on his left hand?"

Jiang Lin showed a hint of confusion when he heard this, and then he reluctantly shook his head: "What six fingers, I didn't see it."

Chen Qingyun only felt that this matter was a bit strange. She couldn't figure it out for a moment and changed the topic: "Then what do you want to talk to me alone?"

Jiang Lin tried hard to look up at Chen Qingyun.

She wore a long bean-green dress with crabapple flowers embroidered with silver silk thread on the edge. She had delicate and orderly waist, fair and smooth skin, and her slightly lowered eyebrows and eyes were delicate and condensed, and her whole body exuded a noble and alienated aura.

Although I have seen her like this countless times in this life, Jiang Lin is still a little dazed.

Is this the Chen Qingyun he missed? Why wasn't she like this in her previous life?

If she had been like this in her previous life, how could he have abandoned her?

Annoyance, confusion, regret, resentment, sadness... Many emotions are mixed together, which makes Jiang Lin laugh softly. He asked: "Chen Qingyun, live for a lifetime, have you ever thought about it Want to be with me again?”

"No." Chen Qingyun answered neatly.

"Yes, if there is, it will not fall to the current level." He struggled for a few times, panting tiredly: "I admit that I was sorry for you in my previous life, but now you have all revenge, if If you don’t want me to spread your rebirth and tell everyone that you are a witch, then you let me go.”

Chen Qingyun couldn't help laughing at his innocence: "Let you go? If you can threaten me once, will you use this to threaten me every time from now on? Then wouldn't it be better for me to kill you directly?"

Jiang Lin's expression was so sinister: "No, you can't kill me. If you kill me, my soul will return to my previous life."
Chapter completed!