Bai Qingsong sat on a chair, looking at his niece with a smile on her face, and pointed to the chair opposite him, "Sit down, it's so late, what's the matter?"

Bai Qianqian's eyes fell on a portrait on the table as soon as she came in.

She had an idea in her mind, but she didn't ask.

Instead, he looked at his uncle and said seriously, "Uncle, King Chen is about to leave for the battlefield, but I am very worried that the prince will tamper with the food."

Bai Qingsong looked at his little niece in shock.

I actually have such an idea.

It seems that he has really grown up.

He nodded, his eyes full of appreciation, "I am very pleased that you can think so much about King Chen, but how could the prince do something like that? They are brothers."

There were some things he didn't want his little niece to know so early.

The evil of human nature was beyond her imagination.

"Uncle, not all brothers love their younger brothers as much as you do." Bai Qianqian knew that if she didn't convince her uncle, he would not help.

Seeing her uncle's unmoved expression, Bai Qianqian continued, "Especially when they were born in the royal family, they had no choice. In order to climb to that position, many people killed their brothers and fathers."

Bai Qianqian wanted to say something, but she noticed that her uncle's eyes turned dangerous when he looked at her.

Stopped quickly.

But not afraid at all.

And get down from the chair.

He walked around the desk, approached his uncle, and shouted with a smile: "Uncle, is it because of this expression you made in the court that you scared so many officials?"

Originally, Bai Qingsong wanted to scare his little niece with his expression.

But I didn’t expect that my little niece was not afraid at all, and she was actually smiling.

Bai Qingsong was immediately discouraged.

My little niece isn’t as easily scared as before.

He won't hide when he sees me.

This made him happy, but also a little disappointed.

A smile appeared on Bai Qingsong's elegant face, and he let Bai Qianqian shake his arms.

"Your uncle doesn't rely on just his face."

Bai Qianqian blinked, obviously very interested in this topic.

She naturally knew that her uncle relied not on his face but on his eloquent tongue in the court.

"Okay, how do you want me to help you?"

Seeing that his little niece didn't say anything, Bai Qingsong took the initiative to ask.

It was rare for her uncle to ask, so Bai Qianqian naturally wouldn't be silly and beat around the bush.

He said directly: "Uncle, I want the portraits of the two people who assassinated my mother."

Bai Qingsong's expression changed instantly and he glanced over with a pair of fierce eyes.

Bai Qianqian only felt murderous intent.

If this man wasn't her uncle, she would have run away long ago.

But he still asked cautiously: "Uncle... what's wrong with you?"

"You just said that your mother was assassinated!" Bai Qingsong's face looked extremely ugly.

His brother's wife was assassinated, but as the eldest uncle, he had no idea about it at all.

Bai Qingsong just felt that he had failed to protect his brother's family.

Bai Qianqian nodded like a chick pecking at rice.

"Who did it?" Bai Qingsong's cold voice was filled with murderous intent.

Bai Qianqian swallowed her saliva and said without hiding anything: "It was the people that my aunt took to find the prince."

Bai Qingsong stood up instantly, his whole body filled with murderous intent.

After a while he sat down again.

"This has happened before, and I'm the first to tell the truth."

"Okay, I understand, uncle." Bai Qianqian hurriedly poured tea for her uncle.

After watching her uncle drink the tea, she continued to ask, "Uncle, can you draw those two people?"

Bai Qingsong smiled and glanced at the two portraits on the desk.

He reached out and tapped the table twice, "The portrait you wanted."

Bai Qianqian was stunned for a moment, then jumped up and threw herself on her uncle.

Bai Qingsong was so scared that he didn't dare to reach out.

I could only shake my head helplessly.

At the same time, she also taught him, "Qianqian, you will be a grown-up girl soon, so you must be careful about the difference between men and women."

"But you are my uncle." Bai Qianqian let go of the man with a smile and winked at Bai Qingsong.

Bai Qingsong sighed.

My little niece is very naughty.

But what can be done.

Of course I pamper you.

"Except for your father's true form and King Chen, you must not throw yourself into the arms of other men like this!" Bai Qingsong still warned.

Bai Qianqian laughed and nodded quickly, "Don't worry, uncle."

Holding the two portraits in her hands, she prepared to ask White Cat to go to Prince Chen's Palace.

"Originally, I was planning to give this portrait to King Chen tonight. If my guess is correct, the prince will use these two people to transport food and supplies, making it easier to send people out of the capital." Bai Qingsong narrowed his eyebrows, and it was obvious that he was dissatisfied with the prince.

If these two people were not the ones who assassinated his brother and sister-in-law, he might not care so much.

If he had known about the assassination, he would not have allowed these two people to be brought into the Prince's Mansion.

There is no such thing as knowing in advance.

Bai Qianqian immediately assured: "Uncle, don't worry, I will definitely hand the portrait over to King Chen."

Bai Qingsong reached out and patted Bai Qianqian on the shoulder, "Go back, go back the way you came."

If Qingyan hadn't followed, he wouldn't be sure that his niece had climbed over the wall.

After all, he came in without alerting anyone in the mansion, so he definitely didn't go through the main door.

Bai Qianqian looked at her uncle with a smile on her face and waved, "Uncle, thank you!"

After she finished speaking, she trotted open the door and left with a puff of smoke.

Bai Qingsong was left watching Bai Qianqian disappear into the night.

A secret guard appeared.

"Master, why don't you give the portrait to King Chen?"

The left prime minister glanced at them coldly, and the secret guards dared not say a word.

"Do I need you to teach me how to do things?"

There was anger in the cold voice.

Bai Qianqian climbed over the wall with Qingyan and returned to the yard.

He waved his hand and said, "Go and have a rest."

Qingyan nodded and went back to her room.

Bai Qianqian entered the room and saw the white cat lying on the table. She walked forward and pinched the cat's ears with her hands.

The white cat meowed and growled in its heart in dissatisfaction.

"Master, you disturbed my sleep."

It's really abominable to wake it up so late at night when it's not sleeping.

Bai Qianqian took out a white fruit and handed it to the white cat, "Do something for me, and I'll give you this fruit to eat."

White cat: "..."

[Does this demon have the right to refuse? ]

"I will hand these two paintings over to King Chen personally. He should understand what I mean." Bai Qianqian took out the two portraits from her sleeves and tied them to the white cat with a rope.

The white cat looked aggrieved.

But for the sake of the fruit, it endured the injustice.

With a wave of his claws, he picked up the white fruit and started to eat it.

With a whoosh, it flew out of the window.

Bai Qianqian couldn't stop laughing.

I knew the white cat wouldn't refuse.

She lay happily on the bed, imagining the scene of the two men being caught.

Prince Dust's Palace.

study.

A dark shadow flew in.

Xie Mochen slapped him with his palm.

"Meow!"

With a cat's meow, Xie Mochen successfully withdrew his hand.

Looking closely, I saw that there was indeed a completely white cat standing on the desk.

There were also two scrolls tied to the white cat.

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