Quick Transmigration: After the scum and blackened the male lead, I died and escaped

The little boy was shocked by what she said. He blinked his eyes and pursed his mouth slightly, looking aggrieved.

Seeing this, Qing He twitched the corners of her mouth ironically.

Obviously he lied to her, but he was wronged...

"If I'm not wrong, once I "save" you who is weak and helpless, you will be entangled with you, and you will have a chance to contact me, right?"

Her eyes were full of scrutiny, but she was able to analyze his plan calmly.

"But, I don't understand. What are you doing all this hard work for? Did your father ask you to do it?"

As soon as Bu Changqing heard her mentioning the word father, his eyes widened in an instant, and his pretended misery disappeared in an instant. He just stared at Qing He intently.

The little boy patted the dust off his face, pretended to be calm and said, "We were discovered so soon? It's boring...how did you find out?"

Qing He said casually: "There is nothing wrong with your acting skills, it's just the material of this dress... Shu brocade, specially provided by the royal family."

"Also, these two..." She glanced at the two gangsters.

The two gangsters knelt down in fright.

Qing He couldn't help but sneered, "The acting skills are really bad..."

The little boy's pupils trembled slightly, he bit his lip but said nothing.

Like a child who has been wronged, he dare not refute at all.

Qing He is not in the mood to see him showing off his pity, she just wants to rescue Shen Jing who was imprisoned as soon as possible.

Moreover, to be honest, although the child looked like him and her, in some respects he was more like his father.

Boring her for no reason.

Qing He turned around and was about to leave.

Realizing that she was leaving, the little boy opened his mouth as if to compromise.

"Don't go! I know what you want to do, and I can help you!"

Hearing this, Qing He hesitated for a moment, but at this moment, someone hugged her thigh.

Qing He looked at the extra pendant on his leg, "..."

She shouldn't have hesitated!

"Oh~ Then tell me about my purpose of staying in the capital?"

The little boy blurted out almost without hesitation.

"You want to save Aunt Shen, right? I can go in and out of the dungeon freely, and I can help you."

Qing He heard the words, moved closer to him, and smelled the faint smell of powder on the other party's body, subconsciously narrowed his eyes, with a hint of danger.

Then he grabbed the little boy by the collar and said with almost certainty, "Have you ever been to a brothel? It seems that you have seen him... As expected of his son..."

Her tone was a little gritted.

This child is as annoying as his father at a young age!
"You tortured him?" she asked.

The "he" she mentioned naturally refers to Han Lan.

Bu Changqing was slightly taken aback, he didn't expect that she would even find out where he had been.

He was silent for a moment, then opened his mouth and asked, "How did you find out where I've been?"

Qing He looked down at her coldly, without saying a word, with an invisible oppression.

The little boy pouted in dissatisfaction, and then explained dryly, "I didn't torture that man, nor did I hurt him..."

He was dissatisfied that his mother cared so much about other men.

He answered, and she said, "You have that smell on you."

The little boy immediately realized that your body may have been stained with the smell of brothel rouge.

He raised his head, trying to see her face clearly.

With a dry tone and a hint of nervousness, "You... are you my mother?"

Qing He was slightly taken aback when he heard this.

[Hahaha host, it turned out to be a little tadpole looking for his mother...]