Ling Ping was shocked: "There are assassins?!"

Gu Nuo'er's eyes tightened, worried that the assassin would hurt Ling Shen before running away.

She hurriedly pushed the door, only to find that the door was locked from the inside.

"Shener! Shener!"

When Gu Nuoer was about to condense the mana and directly remove the latch of the door, the door was suddenly opened from the inside.

The girl was stunned.

She looked at the little boy in front of her.

Ling Shen was twelve or thirteen years old. He was wearing white pajamas, and his face was unnaturally pale.

His brows and eyes are delicate, and he has the gentleness of Empress Lu.

But the handsome nose bridge and the slightly thin lip peaks have taken away childishness, which makes him a little more indifferent to Ling Tianyin.

Ling Shen's long hair was draped over his shoulders, and under his eye sockets, there was a slight cyan color that he couldn't sleep well.

He looked at Gu Nuo'er, stunned for a while.

In the pitch-black eyes, it was like a dead sea, suddenly lit by a starlight.

"Sister Nuo'er?" Ling Shen's voice trembled, as if she couldn't believe she was back.

Gu Nuo'er's eyes were hot.

In the years since they left, Ling Shen has grown a lot taller, but he is very thin.

At this time, footsteps were heard next to him.

Ling Shen glanced sideways, Ye Siming was walking towards them.

He couldn't hold back his thoughts of these two relatives any longer.

"Brother Ming!" Ling Shen walked over quickly and put his arms around Ye Siming's neck.

Ye Siming subconsciously wanted to push him away with a palm, but seeing Gu Nuo'er's gaze, he had to endure it.

The teenager tilted his neck back slightly, his tone was as severe as before: "Don't let me see you crying, take your tears back."

Ling Shen hurriedly wiped his face.

He backed away a little, and in his clear eyes, there was a red glow of emotion and relief.

"You are finally back, please come in."

Gu Nuoer and the others followed Ling deeply.

Ye Siming glanced at the inner room.

The bed is messy, the writing brush is scattered on the desk, and the inkstone table is overturned.

Ling Shen also seemed to know that there was some clutter in the room.

He said embarrassedly, "I've been feeling down lately, so I've been alone for a while behind closed doors."

Ling Shen dragged some chairs and asked Gu Nuoer to sit down.

When he wanted to pour them tea, he found that the teapot was already empty.

"This... I'm going to call the palace maid." Ling Shen was a little embarrassed.

Ye Siming raised his hand to stop it: "Don't be busy, we heard that you are ill, and the emperor won't let you come, but Gu Nuo'er is worried about you."

Ling Ping hurriedly asked: "By the way, who is that shadow just now, can you see clearly, eldest brother?"

Ye Siming shook his head: "It seems to be just a black cat."

Ling Ping patted his heart: "It's fine, I thought there was an assassin!"

Ling Shen said at this time, "Assassin?"

He smiled wryly: "I hope an assassin will end my life, otherwise, whenever I think about what I have done, I will feel very painful."

Gu Nuo'er's eyes were full of surprise: "Brother Shen'er, you really... accidentally killed that Liang Yushi?"

Ling Shen lowered his head and remained silent.

But silence is the answer.

Gu Nuoer frowned suspiciously.

Her beautiful eyes filled with a black mist-like look, covering her scrutiny.

If brother Shen'er really killed someone, he should have the aura of cause and effect.

But Gu Nuo'er didn't feel the slightest bit.

Gu Nuo'er looked at Ye Siming out of the corner of her eye.

I saw that he also stared at Ling Shen thoughtfully with a pair of cold eyes.

After chatting for a while, Gu Nuoer and Ye Siming got up and said goodbye.

Before leaving, Gu Nuoer thought about it, but still said: "This is the end of the matter, and it's not a solution for brother Shen'er to keep himself locked in the house."

"It's better to go out more and see what opportunities you have to make up for your mistakes."