The commander-in-chief is handsome and charming

The two of them stayed in the house and talked.

Lingyun held the teacup and drank half of it slowly.

Then he looked at Shen Qingdai and said, "Qingqing."

"Hmm?" Shen Qingdai was looking at the pastries on the plate.

Ling Yun shouted, but nothing else happened.

He looked up with a smile.

"What's wrong?" She paused slightly.

The tea was also carefully placed on the table.

The beautiful eyes looked at Ling Yun suspiciously.

"Shen Suiyuan is dead." Ling Yun was not the kind of person who would beat around the bush.

After saying that, he looked at Shen Qingdai carefully.

The latter blinked gently.

He lowered his head and touched the edge of the teacup. After a long while, he spoke softly, "Hasn't His Majesty's order come down yet?"

"He was assassinated in prison." Ling Yun continued speaking only after seeing that Shen Qingdai looked normal.

"I found it last night. I went to the Ministry of Justice today."

"The person is still in the Ministry of Justice and has not been sent out yet. He was disguised as hanging himself..."

Ling Yun recounted the incident in detail.

The fate of the rest of the Shen family was also explained.

Shen Qingdai sat on the chair, lowered her head and listened to her words.

He picked up the tea in his hand and took a sip.

After a long while, he sighed.

"exile,"

"Are all the family together?"

"Yeah." Ling Yun smiled and pulled the person's hand over.

Feel the warmth of Shen Qingdai's fingertips.

Then he slowly said, "After all, there is still a life left."

"Although Your Majesty has not been implicated in the Shen family's side branch, it has also been removed from Kyoto."

"I will probably go back to your Shen family's ancestral home."

Ling Yun has put some thought into this these days.

After Shen Qingdai finished listening, she looked up and smiled at her, "Okay, I understand."

Although I have nothing to do with the Shen family anymore, I still feel a little sad.

Ling Yun held his wife's hand and looked at Shen Qingdai's eyebrows.

After hesitating for a while, he tentatively asked, "Do you want to see me off?"

"not going."

That scene is probably always distressing.

Mrs. Shen is gone.

Shen Qingdai’s relationship with the rest of her brothers and sisters was not very good.

The relationships among the big families are nothing but stepping on each other.

How much true love can there be?

Especially under the influence of a father like Shen Suiyuan.

"Hehe, okay." Ling Yun was very satisfied with his wife's decision.

She didn't want Shen Qingdai to go in the first place.

I have finally felt better in the past few days. If I see that scene, I will probably be sad for a while again.

Next, Ling Yun had to pull her back to rest.

Until Shen Qingdai fell asleep in her arms.

Ling Yuntai propped himself up and looked at his wife.

But after more than a month, he had obviously lost a lot of weight.

It seems that I still have to find a way to put aside the task given by His Majesty.

Take your wife to the farm to relax.

Shen Qingdai had said before that she wanted to learn how to ride a horse.

The farmhouse was spacious enough for running around.

After thinking about it for a while, he turned over and got up.

She had to make arrangements.

And Shen Qingdai took a nap.

When I woke up and saw Ling Yun was not around, I felt a little confused.

Sitting up, I dispelled some of the sadness.

Take your coat and put it on.

I sorted it out again carefully.

Then he turned around and came out.

When Ling Shuang and Ling Xue saw her coming out, they hurried to meet her.

"Madam." The two of them saluted.

Ling Shuang helped her sit on the chair, and Ling Xue had already brought her the tea.

Shen Qingdai simply waved her hand and said, "I don't want to drink anymore."

It was a very hot day.

The depression in my heart has not completely dissipated.

After thinking for a while, he turned his head to look at Ling Shuang.

“Have those posts been sent out before?”

"Madam, they have all been sent out, and Uncle Zhong has someone take care of the small garden."

"How about we go over and take a look?"

The two knew that she was in a bad mood and tried hard to find something for her to do.

Shen Qingdai nodded in agreement.

"Let's go and have a look."

When the master and his two servants arrived at the small garden, they found it had indeed been completely renovated.

Even if there are occasional inappropriate places, someone is working to fix them.

Shen Qingdai didn't have any major objections.

Walked around.

When I came back, I was covered in sweat.

Ling Yun didn't come back until dinner time.

As soon as he entered the room, he came to Shen Qingdai's side, waiting for her to help wipe the sweat off his face.

Then he poured himself another cup of herbal tea.

Although Shen Qingdai repeatedly told her not to be greedy for coolness.

But whenever the heat became unbearable, she would still be quite unrestrained.

"I heard that you are going to host a banquet in the small garden?" Ling Yun raised his sleeve to wipe the corner of his mouth.

He turned his head and looked at Shen Qingdai.

"Yeah." Shen Qingdai soaked the handkerchief and handed it to her to wipe her hands.

While reading the list to her.

"Want to add a few more?"

"No need!" Ling Yun waved his hand without hesitation.

According to her, she didn't want to invite any of these people.

My wife finally has some free time, so there is no time to waste it on this.

Wouldn't it be nice to take a nap in your room and relax your mind when you have time?

However, she also understood Shen Qingdai's thoughts.

I am a marquis after all, I can't be too out of place.

She has now been brought into the open by the little emperor.

He is no longer the lone minister he once was.

After dinner.

Shen Qingdai, Ling Shuang and Ling Xue arranged a banquet for the guests.

Various kinds of pastries were added into the dish.

The three of them discussed at the table.

Ling Shuang took notes with a pen.

Ling Yun sat far away and listened for a while but felt it was boring.

So I just went to the study again.

Sitting on the chair, looking at the picture painted by Shen Qingdai hanging opposite.

Suddenly he remembered that he had promised the little emperor to deliver the military token.

She had been so busy these days that she had forgotten about it. Since the little emperor didn't mention it, she had forgotten about it too.

So he went back and took out the military token.

Tell Ling Feng to remind her to bring it with her when he goes to court tomorrow.

Sitting in the study, he took out the military token and looked at it carefully.

This thing has been around since she was very young.

He protected her tightly through many life and death situations.

just now……

Ling Yun was also a little sad.

She suddenly became pretentious, which made Lord Ling very uncomfortable.

He picked up the tea beside him and took a sip.

He then used his sleeve to wipe the military token carefully.

His gaze lingered on the word "Ling" for a long time.

Then I carefully put it in the box.

"Master, how about..." Ling Feng spoke only after seeing her like this.

Ling Yun had already waved his hand and said, "Things are different now. There's no point in keeping this thing."

Although she walked around as a man, she was still a woman after all.

But she is different from Ling Mei.

For the sake of the Ling family, Ling Mei can still find a son-in-law.

She and Shen Qingdai were destined to have no children.

So this thing is really useless in her hands.

He carefully put the box aside and then looked at Ling Feng.

"Any news recently?"

"My lord, no." Ling Feng looked at Ling Yun carefully and naturally knew what she was concerned about.

As a member of the Ling family, I cannot ignore the war on the border.

"No news."

"It's often the best news." Ling Yun leaned lazily on the back of his chair.

The legs are casually folded together.

He tapped the table lightly with the fan in his hand.

"Tell Sun Changfeng and the others to come to the farm and play later."

Ling Yun felt that it was time to prepare a way out for himself.