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C7 Uninvited guest

The cold spring spirit lowered her head to look at the handkerchief in her hand. It was still stained with Bai Lihua's blood. She had been in a hurry and didn't notice it, but now she felt a bit of heartache.

Just as she turned around, she saw Ling'er, who was trembling in fear beside the cabinet. She was still holding a cloth in her hand.

"Don't be afraid, Bai Tong has already left." The cold spring spirit patted her shoulder with a little heartache.

"I thought he was going to kill us." Ling'er seemed to have lost her soul, and her face was already deathly pale.

"Are you that afraid of him?" The Coldspring Spirit hated Bai even more, so the fear in his heart wasn't much. Seeing Ling'er scared to this extent, he couldn't help but feel puzzled in his heart.

"There are many rules in the Commander's Manor, and no one can afford to offend them, or else they might ruin their family and kill them all. Look at my face, even if I'm burned to death, they say that I seduced the young master, but I didn't, I didn't. They just poured a cup of water, and my parents died, and the ones harmed by me, are all because of me …"

The more Ling'er spoke, the more excited she became. Holding her head, she slowly slid down the wall and sat on the ground, covering her head with her hands as she cried.

What kind of crime could make them treat a girl like this!?

The spirit of the cold spring listened to all of this in shock. She had never imagined that the marshal's residence would be so ugly.

Then... The legend of Bai Wuchang using a living person as a target seemed to be normal.

To the Young Master? Who was this? Was it someone very important to the Bai Clan? Otherwise, how could such a single person cause so many deaths in Ling'er's family?

Leng Quan Ling had a lot of questions in her mind, but it was a pity that Ling'er had already broken down. She couldn't get any answers out of her, so she could only wait until she calmed down before asking.

"Miss Leng, our family's eldest Miss has long since told you to wait. She will bring her own made snacks."

Just as Leng Quan Ling wanted to console Ling'er, a sharp voice suddenly came from behind her.

The cold spring spirit turned around angrily and frowned. Did this servant of the Handsome Manor not have the habit of knocking on the door?

Without waiting for Cold Spring Ling's reply, the little servant girl turned around and left.

The next morning, when Leng Quan Ling was waiting at the door, she intentionally missed breakfast.

After waiting for a long time, Bai Lihua still hadn't arrived. Suddenly, a man appeared at the corner. He quickly walked towards her and stopped in front of her.

"Hello, Miss Leng. I am the butler of the Commander's Mansion."

A man wearing a grey plaid suit with gold-rimmed glasses appeared at the door. He had delicate features and gave off a bookish aura.

The Cold Spring Spirit sized the man up, and the defenses in its heart decreased a little. What's the matter? "

"It's about the thing they neglected that day. I want to apologize to you personally." The man smiled politely and pointed inside the door. " Can we go in and talk? There are so many people outside, it's not convenient. "

Leng Quan Ling looked at the servant outside, then turned his body to let the door open. The man nodded his head and walked straight into the house.

"Since the young commander-in-chief didn't give any special instructions, there was a lot of gossip between the servants. These few old ladies are all superstitious, so they would do something too excessive."

The man looked around after entering the room, then reached out to close the door.

Leng Quan Ling looked at Ling'er, who was standing by the side, but did not say anything. There was still a servant, so it was probably fine.

"It's fine. I'm just being unreasonable and not blaming them. Fortunately, Eldest Miss helped me in time."

Leng Quan Ling looked at the man in front of her and muttered in her heart: "In such a big marshal's residence, the person in charge should be a shrewd and capable person. Can the white-masked young man really convince the masses?"

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