In the palace, there will also be some ceremonies on the Lotus Festival, so he is still very aware of this.
Ling Beibei didn't know anything about the Red Lotus Kingdom, so he didn't think she would suspect anything.
"Really?" Ling Beibei shrank and asked in a low voice.
"Yeah." Lian Che responded softly.
Ling Beibei was dubious, seeing that his words didn't sound like he was lying.
In addition, when she heard the talk about ghosts and gods, she would feel a little creepy in her heart, so she did not continue to ask further.
"It's nothing, I'll go back and rest first..." Ling Beibei looked around and curled her lips.
"Yeah." Lian's jaw dropped.
Ling Beibei ran out of the house. The section between Lian's house and her room was dark. She ran very fast because she was afraid that she would see something she shouldn't see if she stopped.
After her thinking, Ling Beibei regarded the Lotus Festival of the Red Lotus Kingdom as the same day as the modern Ghost Festival on July 14th.
After returning to the house, Ling Beibei pushed the door aside and quickly got into bed without even blowing out the candle.
She planned to keep the candle lit until dawn tomorrow so that she could sleep peacefully at night.
As soon as she lay down, Ling Beibei felt that her chest was a little stuffy... not comfortable.
But she didn't think much, closed her eyes, and fell asleep under the quilt.
An hour later, Lian Che appeared in the room as before.
Very naturally, he took off his robe and lay next to Ling Beibei.
Her body was not as cold as before. Instead, it was a little warm, unusually hot.
Lian Che frowned and reached out to touch her forehead. He found nothing unusual, but her face looked rosier than before.
Lian Che leaned on the bed and stared at Ling Beibei's sleeping face for a long time before sighing slightly.
He must never let his father see her.
…
at night.
Prince Mu's Mansion.
Lian Mubai was sleeping soundly when a figure suddenly appeared in the room.
Black Eagle held the sword and locked his eyes on the person lying on the bed.
Just when he was about to take action, the other party suddenly jumped up from the bed and took out a sword from under the bed.
Black Hawk reacted quickly and dodged.
However, he was not as quick as the other party, and his arm was still scratched.
Black Eagle was a little shocked. He didn't expect Lian Mubai's martial arts to be so powerful.
The two fought for several rounds, and Black Hawk had almost no chance of winning.
Several other people brought by Black Eagle also joined the fight, and the noise suddenly became louder. Soon, many men in black rushed in from outside the house. Those people were not wearing the uniforms of the guards of Prince Mu's palace.
"Retreat!" Black Eagle, who had absolutely no chance of winning, immediately gave the order, and then quickly left with a few people.
Black Eagle thought that he might not have a chance of winning, but he never thought that even though he came this time, nothing would be left on Lian Mubai's body. Instead, he was struck by a sword!
This is a shame for him!
…
At noon, Ling Beibei dragged her tired body to see the steamed buns and the little bitch.
The little bitch's wound seemed to be better, and Ling Beibei felt a sense of accomplishment because she had bandaged the wound for it.
The weather today is good, there is some sunshine, and it is not as cold as the previous few days.
Ling Beibei didn't see Lian Che after getting up this morning. She didn't know why, and she didn't really want to go back to the yard.