Chapter 589

Bian Ding followed the beginning of summer all the way. Naturally, he also witnessed all the experiences of Su qianle. When Xiao mubai ordered Han SA to send him back to the house in early summer, he thought it was Hou's house at first.

As a result, Han SA turned seven or eight all the way, and finally went to the direction of King Mo's house.

Bian Ding wanted to find a chance to talk to early summer. After all, since the case of Dali temple was closed, he was arranged by Bingwen to Sinan's residence.

When he was exiled in the early summer, he not only had to convince himself that the young master gave the token of Bingwen Hou's house early in the morning, but must have made plans already. On the other hand, he had to appease the restless Xianli around him and not act impulsively.

Bian Ding is convinced that he will be safe and sound. Trustworthiness is one thing. Worry and worry are still inexcusable.

Seeing that others had stepped back in the early summer, he went straight back to the room without even lighting the light. It was estimated that he was going to have a rest.

Bian Ding sighed and found a tree that could see the window to guard it. He was leaning on a branch with his hands around his chest. He saw that he walked to the window in early summer and pushed it away, condensing the light blue sky in the distance.

In the early dawn, his eyes were as dark as stars in the far sky and as trance as waves.

Bian Ding looked at him for a long time and finally jumped down from the tree.

"The young master came back for a while. He followed his highness King Mo to Sinan's residence and robbed Su qianle. Now he took it back to King Mo's residence and ordered his subordinates to come back and report to you." Bian Ding told the Marquis all the itinerary for tonight at the beginning of summer.

He jumped out of the tree and fell in front of the early summer when he was recalling the past.

In early summer, he was particularly impressed by the fact that he was set at Xieling in the previous life.

So many memorials, but his one remained on the book case and was selected by the emperor to read out. What bad luck