Send a veal

Jiang Zicheng looked at Wen Jinshu next to Lin Baoning and frowned, "Third Prince, this fact is a misunderstanding. It was just a friend who played tricks and pushed Young Master Wen into the lake. Afterwards, we quickly cast spells and aided him. However, before it was time, she was rescued by Miss Lin."

"Yes, it's not too late, it's not too late." The two behind echoed.

This high-sounding excuse and this method of making a big move is also a useful measure for the aristocratic families.

The third prince said in a deep voice, "You have to have a degree next time you make a fool of yourself, do you know?"

"As for the third prince's wishes," Jiang Zicheng and the other two bent down to answer.

The third prince nodded with satisfaction and looked at Lin Baoning and Wen Jinshu again, "What do you think about this?"

"Since it's a misunderstanding, let's forget about this matter. Thank you, the third prince." Wen Jinshu bowed and returned.

The third prince has come forward. If this matter can be done so, the three parties will not pursue it, and it will still be the best ending.

Lin Baoning naturally had no objection, anyway, she didn't suffer any loss.

The third prince's eyes fell on her again, his eyes smiling, "Pull wipe your blood."

There is no need to pretend to be fake in front of smart people, just achieve their goal. Lin Baoning pulled out his cuffs and found that his handkerchief seemed to have fallen into the lake when he was just saving people.

So I thought about wiping it with my sleeves.

At this moment, Wen Jinshu took out his veil and was about to hand it over, but someone was one step faster than him. The attendant standing next to the third prince handed over the veil.

Lin Baoning looked at the handkerchief and then at the third prince, looking confused.

"I see that you don't have a veil. I'll give you this veil, so you don't have to return it." After he said that, he looked into the distance again, "Uncle Qin Yang is still waiting for me. Zicheng, please follow me."

"yes."

When Jiang Zicheng left, he glared at Lin Baoning fiercely. Lin Baoning rolled his eyes. It's just this guy, I deserve to beat him. I have to teach him some lesson next time.

Then she looked at the handkerchief in her hand and was speechless for a while. Did the third prince give her the handkerchief that he used up?

This person is only obsessed with himself for cleanliness. Don’t you think that if he gives him what he has used up, he will be disliked by others.

Lin Baoning hooked the handkerchief and wanted to throw it away, but because of the matter that the prince gave it, it was illegal to throw it away, so he had to stuff it into his arms and prepare to wipe his face with his sleeve.

"Use mine." A gentle and nice voice sounded, and a handkerchief was handed to Lin Baoning. She took it and wiped her face, "Thank you."

Wen Jinshu's handsome face was a little red, and he didn't dare to look at her. At this moment, she was holding her close-fitting object, which made his heart even more fumble.

Lin Baoning wiped her face, and the third prince who was walking away coughed violently from time to time, which attracted her attention.

"The third prince has been weak and sick since he was a child. I heard that it is a lung disease, and even the Imperial Hospital cannot cure it." Wen Jinshu also looked over and sighed, "If he hadn't been weak and sick, he would have been valued by His Majesty early in the morning."

Lin Baoning withdrew his gaze and said nothing. The handkerchief that had wiped his face was stained with blood and she took it back into her arms. "I'm going to wash it and return it to you. It's almost time. I'm going to the front yard, and I'm here to meet."

After Lin Baoning finished speaking, the wind blew under his feet and left quickly.

Wen Jinshu raised his hand and wanted to say something, but he didn't know what to say. Finally, he had to put down his arm and stared at the figure gradually moving away until it disappeared.

(End of this chapter)
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