Chapter 139 Words in the Painting

Several people gathered in the bedroom and chatted for a while. This time the rebellion was quelled, and rewards were given according to merit. Yunyu was also promoted and was now about to go to the military camp for training with Manhuang.

Minghe was going to deal with the aftermath of this incident, while Xingzhi turned around and walked towards the red-light district to drink with the sisters.

Jun Lin laughed and scolded him for being unruly, and said nonchalantly: When you are happy in life, you should enjoy it to the fullest.

They were about to leave the bedroom when the door was pushed open by someone else.

Everyone frowned.

Who is so brave, and there is no guard to stop him?

The door was pushed open suddenly, and the dazzling light from outside shone into the bedroom. Jun Lin narrowed her eyes slightly and looked at the person who came in with displeasure, but she was stunned the next second.

Minghe and others were also stunned.

The person who came was none other than Song Simiao who had just left the palace.

He regretted it, so he came back.

The man opened his arms with a smile on his lips: "Come here."

Jun Lin still felt unreal. She blinked and walked over happily: "Si Miao..."

The word "uncle" almost came out of her mouth, but luckily she reacted quickly and swallowed it back into her stomach.

The man put his arms around her waist and hugged her tenderly: "After thinking about it, I still feel most comfortable staying here."

Jun Lin originally wanted to withdraw from his embrace, but she forgot about it after hearing this, or perhaps her attention was diverted by the man. She raised her head happily and asked, "Have you really decided?"

A magnetic laugh escaped from the man's throat, and he agreed: "Well, it's decided."

Jun Lin continued to ask: "You're not leaving?"

The man let go of one hand and touched her head: "I'm not leaving."

So Jun Lin grinned.

Everyone who saw it clearly: "..."

Old ginger is still spicy.

Why didn't this uncle call me anymore?

And your name is Si Miao, is it necessary to be so intimate with me?

People who are jealous just want to pout.

Song Simiao's eyes showed a sly look, "Besides, I haven't finished learning martial arts yet, how can I leave?"

Jun Lin smiled and patted his head: "Look at my head, it always forgets things. Okay, I will continue to teach you in the future."

Yu Yu: “…”

Wow, so devastating.

The jade is extremely sour.

The master teaches others in front of himself!

I haven't even taught him a few moves yet, but he's already teaching Song Simiao personally.

He felt wronged, but he was too shy to speak out.

But Jun Lin still noticed the sad look in his eyes. She raised her eyebrows and asked, "Are you jealous?"

Yuyu nodded obediently.

Jun Lin said frivolously: "Then I will teach you more in the future?"

The young man's eyes lit up: "Then I'll trouble you, Master."

Okay, let’s coax the second one, someone is jealous again.

Manhuang said in a dull voice: "My Lord."

Jun Lin's heart softened instantly: "Come on, come on."

Manhuang lowered his head and smiled innocently, with many pink flowers appearing beside his head.

Minghe put his index finger to his lips and smiled.

The others also raised their lips in a happy mood.

Days like this are enough.

Everyone is already very satisfied.

After settling Song Simiao, Jun Lin went to Jin Ge's courtyard alone.

She assigned people to take good care of the exotic flowers and plants in the yard. The door was pushed open and she entered the empty house.

As she walked, her fingertips slid across the table top and the back of the chair. The little trouble maker was gone, Ye Du was gone, and even Tang Qianqian was gone.

She suddenly sighed and sat down on the chair, looking into the distance, in a rare daze.

The sunlight shone in through the door and fell on the hanging painting, causing the gem powder to gleam in tiny gleams.

Jun Lin glanced at it casually, but suddenly frowned.

She walked over quickly, took the painting down, held it in the sunlight, and observed it from different angles.

It was a very ordinary landscape painting, but what was unusual was that it was painted with luxurious gemstone powder.

At this moment, illuminated by the light, when Jun Lin determined an angle and looked sideways, two golden words suddenly flashed.

[Save me]

Her eyes suddenly darkened.

These were the last words Jin Ge wanted to say to her before she left.

…

Southern Xinjiang.

It is already deep winter, but it is not cold here in southern Xinjiang. The water is still rippling, there has never been snow, let alone frost. The seasons here are extremely comfortable and pleasant.

Miss Yuzhu from the general's mansion trusts the boy relatively much because she has planted a snake in him. After all, the other person's life and death depends on her decision.

And after spending such a long time together, if she wanted to go east, this young man would never go west. His obedience made her happy for a long time and her trust in him deepened a little bit.

She said to Shen Sinian, "My lady has something to discuss with the master today, so you should accompany me."

The cold and calm boy lowered his eyebrows and nodded: "Yes."

He knew who the "adult" was during their day.

It’s Bingwen.

The streets of southern Xinjiang are also very busy, with people coming and going and the constant sound of hawking. There are even many people selling poisonous creatures, such as scorpions and snakes, but no one sells pigs.

Yuzhu and Shen Sinian were riding in the same carriage to go boating on the lake, and she made an appointment with the adult to meet on the boat.

Those who have never been to southern Xinjiang have never seen snow in their lives. The temperature here seems to be only that of spring and summer. Even now it is deep winter and you can still wear a thin long skirt.

The people of southern Xinjiang outside the carriage were also discussing recent hot topics.

"I heard that the Emperor Jing personally led the battle of Jingyue this time!"

"The key point is that the opponent was the minister of the Zongheng family. The most important point is that the Jing Kingdom actually won the battle. The most important point is that after winning the battle, Emperor Jing rushed back to quell the rebellion."

"...How can you be so serious? Are you annoyed? But to be honest, Emperor Jing should not be underestimated. The Great Jing Iron Cavalry is also very powerful. I heard that when Emperor Jing and the ministers were in a stalemate, it was the Iron Cavalry who took the lead and killed a day."

"Emperor Jing, who was as powerful as the ministers, was also a monster. There was no clear winner between the two, but the Yue army was definitely defeated by the Iron Cavalry."

Someone sighed: "Jingyue is a big country, and they have hundreds of thousands of troops. I hope Your Majesty will not start a war. If a war breaks out, how will our small country survive?"

The young man in the carriage listened attentively to the king's message, and slightly curled the corners of his lips.

Shen Sinian, a professional undercover agent for a hundred years.

Although I am in Cao's camp, my heart is with Han.