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

After returning to the palace, while the two were talking, Jiang Lin woke up after being thrown to the ground.

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

Shen Qingyun walked over and looked at him condescendingly, as if he were looking at a fish struggling to death on the chopping board.

Perhaps such a scene stimulated Jiang Lin, and he suddenly collapsed emotionally: "Shen Qingyun, are you very happy and proud to see me like this? You should be locked up and never see the light of day and be abused. Until death, that is your fate, you bitch!"

Si Moli couldn't listen anymore and uttered two words coldly: "Palm mouth."

The tall guard on the side grabbed Jiang Lin like a chicken, and the other man opened his bow from left to right, accompanied by his screams. The force was so strong that there were blood marks on his face, and his face was swollen into a pig's head, and the corners of his mouth were also swollen. Blood oozed out.

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

If he hadn't been asked some questions, looking at the murderous look in his prince's eyes, he would have wished to have him executed in Ling Chi.

Shen Qingyun didn't show any anger. At this time, the angrier he became, the more he lost his composure. He was just following Jiang Lin's wishes.

She looked calmly: "Aren't you going to pretend that you don't know us?"

Jiang Lin trembled all over, his face turned gloomy, he gritted his teeth, but didn't say a word. Later, he simply closed his eyes and broke the jar, since he wasn't going to reply any more.

The old housekeeper came over to take a look and said with a smile: "Did the prisoner faint? He didn't even reply. This is not acceptable."

The man on the side nodded knowingly, ran out and brought a basin of water back. The water was full of chopped red peppers. Then, he poured the basin of pepper water directly on Jiang Lin's head.

A basin of cold water was poured down on him, and Jiang Lin screamed uncontrollably. The chili pepper water entered his throat, and the spiciness penetrated into the small wounds around his mouth, irritating him so much that he suddenly screamed.

The old housekeeper nodded appreciatively, and then said respectfully to Shen Qingyun: "Miss Shen, you can continue asking."

Jiang Lin glared over, and the old housekeeper said without changing his expression: "Heat the iron hotter. If the prisoner doesn't cooperate anymore, whoever is softer will call him wherever he goes."

Now, Jiang Lin really didn't dare not cooperate anymore.

He used to know these methods of tormenting people in the dungeon of the Marquis Mansion, but now he has to use them on himself. Just thinking about it makes him miserable.

Immediately, he changed his expression and begged Shen Qingyun: "I want to talk to Shen Qingyun...Miss Shen, can you talk alone? I won't resist anymore."

Si Moli glanced at Shen Qingyun and asked for her opinion.

Shen Qingyun thought for a while, guessing that Jiang Lin might be talking about his past life, so he nodded in agreement.

The old housekeeper was a little worried, but Si Moli didn't object. He just warned her, "Don't get too close. If you need something, call me loudly. I'll wait for you outside. I'll come in immediately if I hear something is wrong."

"Okay." Shen Qingyun smiled slightly.

She liked this feeling very much. Si Moli would never directly refute her decisions, but would trust her regardless of the reason and protect her silently.

Others in the room followed Si Moli out of the room. The last one took the door of the room. In the room, only Shen Qingyun and Jiang Lin were left in the room.

Shen Qingyun sat on the chair aside and drank tea slowly, and then said: "Now, who is the person who save you, is it really the dustless master in the Baima Temple?"

After pause, she made up a sentence: "Don't think they are going out, I will have no way to you. My patience is limited. This is the last opportunity. You don’t ask now, I don’t ask."

Jiang Lin weighed it in his heart, and he felt that Shen Qingyun was not deceiving him.

She did have changed, and she was completely different from her timid and daring. She was completely different.

So, Jiang Lin replied honestly: "Master Dushu saved me."

Shen Qingyun looked at Jiang Lin, seeing that he was not talking about false words, and then asked: "Why do he save you? Why should he bring you back?"

Jiang Lin smiled and shook his head: "How can I know? He saw that I had no money to treat the disease, took me to treat the disease, and bought me a bun. Monk. I just think about it, so I do n’t worry about eating at least, maybe I can still use this surname to be anonymous, completely avoiding the chase. "

Shen Qingyun was silent for a while.

No, the Master Wuchen Master obviously explained that he was retreating, how could he run to such a far place, and he rescued Jiang Lin back.

She does not believe that the two things are so much different from going out to travel and retreat, and the little monks will make mistakes.

Moreover, Baima Temple also needs to be evaluated for recruiting new monks. There is no wisdom root on Jiang Lin.

After thinking about it, she asked again: "The one who saved you, can you see his left hand, do you have six fingers?"

Jiang Lin heard a touch of confusion, and then barely shook his head: "What six fingers, I didn't see it."

Shen Qingyun only felt that there was some strangeness that could not be said. She couldn't figure out the topic for a while, so she opened the topic: "What do you want to talk to me alone?"

Jiang Lin worked hard to look up at Shen Qingyun.

A bean -green long skirt, the skirt is the embroidered begonia flower embroidered in the silver silk thread, the waist is exquisite, fair and smooth, and the slightly low eyebrows are delicate and condensed.

Although she has seen this countless times in this life, Ke Jianglin is still a little bit embarrassed.

Is this Shen Qingyun he missed? Why is she not like this in the past?

If this is the case in the past life, how could he abandon her.

I am annoyed, confused, regrets, resentment, sadness ... Many emotions are mixed together, making Jiang Lin laugh lowly. He asked: "Shen Qingyun, re -living one, have you ever thought about it, have you ever thought about? Want to be with me? "

"No." Shen Qingyun replied simply.

"Also, if so, this time will not fall to the current point." He struggled twice, panting and breathlessly: "I admit that I am not right in the past life, but now you have not retaliated back, if you come back, if you come back, if you come back, if you come back, if you come back, if you come back, if you come back, if you come back, if you come back, if you You don't want me to preach what you are reborn and tell you that you are a demon girl, then you let me go. "

Shen Qingyun couldn't help laughing at his innocence: "Let you go? If you can threaten me once, can you threaten me every time, then I am not better to kill you directly."

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