Bai did not refuse, but he did not answer. She just slowed down and let the soldiers hold the umbrella for her.

The heavy rain is gradually small down, the sky light dark clouds, exposing the day.

Bai Yinling's house is on the hillside. The earth yard is made of fence. The door is made of directly cut wood and woven with hemp rope.

The soldier's eyes were moving around. The walls were made of mud mixed with stones. As soon as the rain blew, the brown mud rolled all over the ground. There are only three rooms in the house. One is a kitchen, one is a small hall for three people, and the other is a bedroom with only one bed.

If he had not seen it with his own eyes, he would not have believed that it was a place where all the ladies lived.

"Why... Why are you in Lingshan?"

The voice of the soldier was a little reluctant. He rubbed his hands and didn't know how to comfort Bai Yinling.

"My aunt died. The head of the government asked me to come to Lingshan to keep filial piety for my mother for three years. Lingshan is the place where my aunt was born." Pour a cup of tea to the soldiers, Bai Yinling sat on the stool and replied. Although the expression is light, but the voice has some choking.

"Girl, don't worry. I'll plead for your highness. My highness is very nice. He will... Will..."

Before the words came to an end, Bai Yinling forced a smile, shook her head and said: "no need, don't hide it from me. Although Yinling is a miss of the general's family in the west of the town, she has never been respected by a miss. It was Yin Ling who was abrupt just now. Now I think it's right for his highness to refuse me. If you send me back, I'm afraid it will cause the dissatisfaction of the general's house in the west of the town. "

"Dissatisfied? Who would be dissatisfied? " The soldier was stunned. What did her dissatisfaction mean? Who is dissatisfied with her? Miss four?

"Don't ask, young master. Look, the rain has stopped. You'd better go back earlier." Bai ruotong stopped, went to the door with a sigh, and raised his hand to let him go. When the soldier saw that she wanted to go, he sighed and did not force her to stay.

When he returned to the camp to resume his life, Zhao Chengzheng and Gu Yanqing were discussing something. The soldier hesitated outside the curtain for a moment, rubbed his hands, opened the curtain and went in.

"But safely returned?"

Gu Yanqing saw him coming back and asked.

"Back, white girl is really poor, your highness or send her back to the house, this time she is also a big help for us, why don't you do a favor, help white girl once."

The soldier pleaded. Seeing Bai Yinling's miserable life, he had a bad feeling in his heart.

"She's pathetic. How can you see her pathetic?" Gu Yanqing pick eyebrow, this person left less than an hour, how come back to start to fight for Bai Yinling?

"Your Highness, Miss Bai was driven out of her residence by Zhenxi general's mansion. She said that she came to Lingshan to keep filial piety. But when my subordinates look at her yard, they don't live the life that a lady should live. Your highness, let's..."

"You go down, don't mention today's things to anyone." Gu Yanqing doesn't want to listen any more and interrupts.

"But..."

The soldier was just about to ask for something more, but Gu Yanqing's cold eyes couldn't say anything.

As soon as he left, Zhao Cheng was puzzled: "Your Highness, the herbs white girl gave us are all true. Why is your highness so cruel that he doesn't send her back to the palace?"

"What? Are you fighting for her? " Gu Yanqing picks eyebrows.

"..." Zhao Chengyi choked.

"Have you ever heard of the name Bai Yinling?" Gu Yanqing played with the thirteen sons of Bodhi and said.

Zhao Cheng shook his head: "no, if my subordinates didn't guess wrong, Miss Bai should be just a common woman. She always stays in the mansion and never sees anyone."

"I was just testing her, but when someone mentioned the marriage between me and Rutong, her eyes changed, which made me very strange."

Gu Yanqing's eyes darkened, and his eighteen Bodhi stopped.