Make You a Midnight Snack

In the early morning, Su Liang, who had just woken up, had not yet gotten up, but the face of the stunning beauty she had seen last night had already appeared in her mind.

"With that appearance and special abilities, could it be that some god had descended to earth to experience tribulations?"

Su Liang had this thought in his mind, and sat up. Thinking of the pumpkin and eggplant who had come with Gu to "chase her", he chuckled and looked forward to the dumplings tonight.

Setting off again, the difficulty for Su Liang was not riding a horse to hurry on the road, but pretending to be sad all the time.

To save trouble, she simply tired herself a little and kept running in the front so that no one could see her expression clearly.

Another day without rest, and they checked into the inn at night.

The waiter brought hot water, Su Liang took a bath, changed clothes, and ate some dinner, thinking that she would save some space for dumplings.

After her hair was dry, Su Liang braided two braids and hung them behind her shoulders.

While waiting for Gu Ling to appear, she read two pages of a medical book.

The sound of stones hitting the back window rang out, and Su Liang blew out the light in the room.

Standing at the wall next door, watching the people here and reporting back to Commander Fan, Su Liang fell asleep.

…

Running up, jumping, crossing the wall, Su Liang landed steadily, and saw a tall figure under a tree not far away, very familiar.

Su Liang walked over briskly, approached, and saw Gu Ling still wearing the exquisite wooden mask.

"Where are the dumplings?" Su Liang asked. His hands were empty.

Without hearing Gu Ling's response, Su Liang saw him looking behind him, thinking someone was there, and immediately turned back to check.

When she turned her head, a braid fell into Gu Ling's hand.

The alley was silent, and there was no third person.

Su Liang retracted his gaze, speechlessly watching Gu Ling grabbing one of her braids and looking down, as if studying some unfathomable mechanism...

"Is it four equally divided strands?" Gu Ling asked.

Su Liang: ...When she was a child, her grandmother braided her hair into four strands. She braided it casually tonight. She has so much hair, how can she divide it evenly? Count them one by one?

Su Liang, who was powerless to complain, snorted, "I divide it evenly. If you don't believe me, count it."

After saying that, Su Liang regretted it instantly and felt a little embarrassed. He coughed lightly and said, "I was joking. I didn't ask you to count it. Let it go."

Gu Ling let go, and the braid fell back on Su Liang's chest. He seemed to have done nothing and answered Su Liang's question naturally, "The dumplings are somewhere else." After saying that, he walked in one direction.

Su Liang hurriedly followed.

They arrived soon. It was another inn. The two entered from the back door and came to a small courtyard.

This was booked by Gu Ling, with a small kitchen.

When he arrived at the door, Su Liang heard the gurgling sound of boiling water.

Gu Ling walked in and leaned over to add firewood.

Su Liang saw that there was clear water in the wooden basin, so he went to wash his hands. The water was warm to the touch, which was the most comfortable water temperature.

After washing her hands, Su Liang wiped them with a handkerchief and walked over to see the chopping board full of dumplings. It was obvious that Gu Ling had made them herself. They were in two shapes, each of which was almost exactly the same size, and they were all very delicate.

"Let me cook." Su Liang felt that she should do something.

The dumplings were put into the pot, and Su Liang gently pushed them open with a spoon, and the hot steam hit her face.

Gu Ling stood not far behind Su Liang, staring at her braids for a while, and before Su Liang turned around, he washed his hands.

Soon, the dumplings were out of the pot.

Su Liang also prepared two bowls of dipping sauce while the dumplings were cooking. The reason for making two bowls was not because of anything else, but because Gu Ling liked to eat more vinegar.

The two sat opposite each other in the room for a midnight snack. Su Liang picked up one, tasted it, and gave a thumbs up, "God, you have the talent to be a chef. The dumplings tonight are delicious. You can try to make more in the future."

It was indeed delicious, and it was made completely according to Su Liang's recipe. The pumpkin grown at home is the best for making dumpling fillings, and the saltiness is just right.

Unlike dumplings with meat fillings, pumpkin and egg fillings are fresh and delicious, which is Su Liang's favorite.

The only pity is that Gu Ling changed his appearance again tonight after showing Su Liang his true face last night, otherwise Su Liang felt that it would be more perfect if he could taste delicious food and see handsome men.

But in response to Su Liang's sincere praise, Gu Ling's reaction was, "Not as good as yours."

Su Liang chuckled, "Let's discuss who will cook and who will light the fire in the future."

There were an odd number of dumplings, and Gu Ling served two equal portions, and the last one was placed in a small bowl alone.

"Mine?" Su Liang stretched out his chopsticks.

Gu Ling shook his head, "Half for each."

Su Liang: ...The great god is a fair person, very reasonable.

So, the last dumpling, each of them ate half.

Su Liang put down his chopsticks and sighed comfortably, "Thank you for the hospitality."

Gu Ling put away the dishes and took them to the kitchen. When he came out, he saw Su Liang standing under the eaves looking at the moon.

"When are you leaving?" Su Liang asked.

Gu Ling shook his head slightly, "Not leaving."

Su Liang frowned, "Have you changed your mind? Don't you want to find your grandpa?" He was not a person who acted on impulse.

"Uncle Liang will definitely come to find you when he gets the news of Ning Jing's death." Gu Ling said.

Su Liang was stunned for a moment, "That's right. This is better. If your grandpa is not trustworthy, you may be controlled by him if you take the initiative to come to his house. Uncle Liang will help pass the message and ask your grandpa to clean up your identity as a traitor before you show up again."

"Yeah." Gu Ling nodded.

"What are your plans next?" Su Liang asked.

"No plans." Gu Ling looked indifferent.

The corner of Su Liang's lips curled up slightly, "If you have nothing to do, just be a secret guard for me. The emperor must think that Ningjing would arrange for the masters around him to protect me, so something would happen to him. So you can't show up, but you can exist. "

"Okay." Gu Ling responded.

"Wen Gu's identity can't be used. Second brother Lin knows it's you. If you want Ning Jing's identity to disappear completely, you have to cut it off." Su Liang said.

The Lin family has a deep relationship with True Peace. In the past six months, Gu Ling pretended to be Ning Jing and worked with Su Liang to help the Lin family overcome several difficulties, but at the same time he also deceived them.

Now, they must not be allowed to think that Ning Jing is alive anymore, because Gu Ling will never use that identity again.

"How about you disguise yourself as an old man?" Su Liang suggested, "This way your martial arts will be very reasonable and people will not doubt your identity." Su Liang's eyes lit up as he said this, "I thought of you. You can pretend to be my master! Anyway, everyone thinks that I am like this because I have an expert master.”

Gu Ling's tone was faint, "But you tell people that your master is an eminent monk."

Su Liang subconsciously looked at Gu Ling's hair and blinked, "Actually, I think you will be the most beautiful monk in the world even if you shave your hair."

"Stop your random thoughts." Gu Ling's eyes were cold.

Su Liang coughed lightly, "Seriously. If you want to show up in public, you have to disguise yourself in a way that has nothing to do with your current appearance."

Disguise is not that magical. If Ning Jing dies and a man of the same age and build appears next to Su Liang, some people will definitely doubt that Ning Jing is alive. There are too many smart people in the capital, and there are also many people who are staring at Su Liang.

"Secret guard." Gu Ling made a choice. Until he resumes using his true identity, he will no longer openly pretend to be someone else.

"That's fine." Su Liang nodded, "Thank you for taking care of me. I want to have chicken noodle soup for midnight tomorrow. Thank you. See you tomorrow at midnight."

After saying this, Su Liang ran away without giving Gu Ling a chance to refuse.

As a result, the next moment, her flying braid was caught by Gu Ling again.

Su Liang stopped with a look of helplessness, "I should shave my hair. Master, tell me what you have to say and don't do anything."

"You can't order food." Gu Ling said.

Su Liang raised his eyebrows, "There are late-night snacks, but you can't order? I agree. Master, you can do whatever you want."

After sending Su Liang back, Gu Ling returned to the inn where he was staying.

Sitting down by the bed, he pulled out the hairpin, and his black hair fell like a waterfall.

He grabbed a handful of hair and separated some more. The last bunch of hair in his hand was about the same thickness as one of Su Liang's braids. He began to count how many there were...

Su Liang fell asleep quickly after returning, not knowing what someone was doing. If he knew, he would definitely complain, "I'm sick..."

…

Su Liang then traveled during the day and led them to Gu Ling for supper at night, carrying Commander Fan on his back.

In order to avoid being caught by Gu Ling in her braids again, Su Liang never combed her braids again.

The night before arriving in the capital, Su Liang ate the chicken noodle soup she said she wanted to eat one day before.

"It's easy to deceive outsiders, but it's a bit difficult to pretend to be sad in front of friends." Su Liang sighed.

"Don't stay too long after arriving in the capital. Send the coffin back to Xunyang City." Gu Ling said.

It's summer now, but when Gu Ling left Beijing, "Ning Jing's" body had been placed in an ice cellar and had to be disposed of after Su Liang returned.

"That's fine. Their sadness is real and mine is fake. It feels very bad. It's better to separate and take it easy. It will be better if we meet again after a while." Su Liang said, "As for Duanmu Sheng, now As long as he dies, I will be the biggest suspect. Let him live first and lose everything. Life is worse than death, and then wait until the right time to take his life. "

…

Before noon the next day, Su Liang rode into the capital.

"Miss Su!"

Hearing Qi Jun's voice, Su Liang tried his best to keep his face expressionless, and saw him running over from not far away.

"Master asked me to wait here for Miss Su!" Qi Jun said, sighing deeply and looking sad, "Master Ning has gone, Miss Su, please give me your condolences!"

"Where is he?" Su Liang asked coldly.

Qi Jun was stunned for a moment, then realized that Su Liang was asking about "Ningjing's" body, and quickly said, "In the Su Mansion, His Royal Highness the Fourth Prince arranged to build an ice cellar for storage."

"Where's Wan Cong?" Su Liang asked.

"In Tianlao, waiting for questioning." Qi Jun replied.

"I know." Su Liang said, whipping up his horse and heading towards the Su Mansion.

Soon, the news of Su Liang's return to Beijing spread, and everyone who saw her said that she had a frosty face.

Qi Jun returned to Zhongxinhou Mansion to report to Xing Yusheng, and Commander Fan went to the palace to resume his duties.

Su Liang rode back to her home in the capital alone. Officers and soldiers were guarding the door of her home. When they saw her coming back, they saluted solemnly.

Su Liang dismounted and entered. It was late spring when she left, and many flowers in the house had not yet bloomed. Now when I come back, fallen flowers are everywhere and the trees are green.

Su Liang was led to the ice cellar and shivered as soon as she entered.

"You all go out." Su Liang finished speaking and walked towards the coffin alone.

Pushing open the cold coffin board, Su Liang saw the body of "Ning Jing".

Although she knew it was fake, seeing that extremely familiar face without any vitality still made her heart sink, and she suddenly felt a little sad.

The shroud was neatly worn, and no wounds could be seen. The sleeves were very long. Su Liang suddenly thought of something and reached out to pull the left sleeve of the corpse.

She was slightly stunned when she found that there were no hands. Gu Ling had not mentioned to her that this person's hands were also chopped off, and she had not asked in detail how this person died.

Su Liang thought that perhaps Gu Ling deliberately chopped off this person's hands to avoid being discovered. Because hands often carry a person's characteristics, for example, the hands of scholars and martial artists will be obviously different.

Su Liang did not stay in the ice cellar for long before she came out and returned to the yard where she originally lived.

Pushing open Gu Ling's original room, it had been cleaned up by someone, and there was no sign of any murder.

She returned to her room, everything was the same as before, closed the doors and windows, sat down at the table, and breathed a sigh of relief.

I didn't think about coming back when I left last time. Many things have changed significantly. Now I can only take it one step at a time.

Su Liang rested for a while, untied the bag, packed up the things, and then heard footsteps, followed by Xing Yusheng's voice, "Su Liang!"

Su Liang opened the door and saw Xing Yusheng and Qi Jun coming over.

"Ajun, go and watch the door." Xing Yusheng ordered.

"Yes." Qi Jun sat in the yard.

Xing Yusheng walked in and looked at Su Liang with concern, "Are you okay?"

Su Liang lowered his eyes, "I'm fine."

"How can you be fine? Although I don't know if you and Ning Jing are really going to get married, anyone who is not blind can see that you have a good relationship!" Xing Yusheng slammed the table with his fist, "If you want to cry, cry, don't hold it in! No one will laugh at you!"

Su Liang shook her head, sat down, and said in a faint voice, "I don't want to cry."

Seeing her like this, Xing Yusheng felt that she was suppressing herself, "Su Liang, there is something I must tell you. The mastermind behind the murder of Ning Jing was not Wan Cong, but Duanmu Sheng! Ajun and I saw with our own eyes a bloody word on the bed, that is Sheng! He must have known who wanted to harm him before he died!"

Su Liang frowned and said nothing.

"The emperor knows, but he wants to protect Duanmu Sheng!" Xing Yusheng still couldn't hide his anger, "No matter what you want to do, I support you!"

Su Liang sighed, "I know. But he's gone, and I don't want to do anything now."

Xing Yusheng frowned, "Su Liang, don't you want to avenge Ning Jing? This is not like you."

"Xing Yusheng, thank you, I know you are sad for Ning Jing and care about me, but don't mention that matter just now." Su Liang lowered his head and said, "Your family can have the peaceful life now, it's not easy, you must cherish it. You are not alone, you will get married soon, you don't have to do anything for me and Ning Jing."

Xing Yusheng frowned, "I... I originally thought about letting my father rebel and seize the throne, and you You can take revenge and never suffer any grievances again. "

Su Liang shook his head, "I understand your intentions, but don't think about this kind of thing anymore. I don't need it, and your father will never agree to it."

"In fact, I know that this idea is stupid, but I just want to do something for you..." Xing Yusheng said in a muffled voice, "You always helped me before, Ning Jing is gone, but I can't do anything, and I can't even tell the truth!"

"He has a spirit in heaven, and he only hopes that the people he cares about live well." Su Liang whispered, "You go back first, remember my words, live your own life, and I know what to do. If I need you, I won't be polite."

"Then I'll ask Xue Qing to accompany you." Xing Yusheng sighed.

Su Liang shook his head, "Don't let her come, I don't want to see anyone now."

Xing Yusheng hesitated and finally left with Qi Jun.

When leaving, Qi Jun lowered his voice and asked, "Did the master mention that to Miss Su?"

Xing Yusheng shook her head, "Don't mention it again."

...

Someone came from the palace, Su Liang changed her clothes and went to the palace to meet the emperor.

Duanmu Yi heard Su Liang say that she wanted to send "Ning Jing" back to Xunyang City for burial tomorrow, and only told her to mourn and return to Beijing as soon as possible after the funeral, and then let her leave the palace.

Su Liang returned home and entered the room, and heard someone knocking on the wall next door.

Su Liang did not go over, but leaned against the wall and talked to Gu Ling, "Xue Qing may come to me to cry in a while, what should I do?"

"I don't know." Gu Ling said.

"What if Master wants to accompany me back to Xunyang City?" Su Liang frowned.

"I don't know." Gu Ling said.

Su Liang held his forehead, "You are free now, and it's too hard for me."

"I believe you will do well." Gu Ling said.

Su Liang said in a faint voice, "Thank you!"

"Make you a midnight snack?" Gu Ling asked.

Su Liang snorted, "A full banquet, nothing else."

Gu Ling said, "The little squirrels in the lake should have grown up, so we'll have squirrel fish tonight."

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