Shen Quehuan was grinding in the inner courtyard of the Song Mansion, several young ladies got together, glancing at her from time to time, the place across the wall was full of guests, this is just a gift, why is it so troublesome for a woman to get married?

Out of the corner gate, Shen Qihuan's footsteps paused slightly, and her eyes fell into the courtyard at the end of the road, and she saw Jiang Yueqin with a monk who looked like a novice walking out of that direction, and the red and pink of the garden were intertwined, which made the gray-brown Taoist robe extremely eye-catching.

She stopped the slaves and maids of the Song Mansion who were passing by and asked, "Can I invite a mage today?"

The maid was very stunned, and didn't know what Shen Qihuan meant, Shen Qihuan pointed to the place where Jiang Yueqin disappeared and asked, "What is that place?"

The maid said "oh", "It's a guest house, and there are a few relatives living there." ”

Shen Quehuan looked through the beaming row of lanterns, and always felt that something had been missed by him.

At this time, a little boy ran over without a head, because he was in a hurry, he almost tripped when he stepped through the corner door, Shen Quehuan's eyes were fast, and he held his wrist with a small half arc, and the little boy stood in front of her.

"Third Sister Shen. ”

It is Song Ajiao's younger brother, Song Zhao. When Shen Qihuan came to the mansion a few days ago, they met once.

"Why are you flustered?" Second Master Song was extremely strict with Song Zhao, and he looked unsmiling at the age of eight or nine.

"Third Sister Shen, go and save my sister, Song Xuexian is crazy. ”

Shen Qihuan hadn't heard of this name for a long time, when she first met Song Ajiao in the Hanzhou Palace, this Song Xuexian was still the side concubine trained by the Song family for Qi Linyu.

Shen Qihuan didn't say a word, and rushed towards Song Ajiao's yard with the speed of running in the school field.

The matter was far more serious than Shen Qihuan imagined, she saw a woman with a disheveled hair, and a dagger in her hand was against Song Ajiao's neck. Outside the gate of the courtyard, the guards of the Song family, the second master of Song, Song Shiping, were standing in the courtyard and persuaded each other.

Shen Qihuan didn't recognize Song Xuexian at the first time, if she remembered correctly, Song Ajiao once said that she helped Song Xuexian find someone to be her husband. But why did she appear at this time?

Shen Qihuan skipped the initial stunned and walked towards the courtyard, Song Ajiao was the first to find Shen Qihuan, her eyes widened all of a sudden, the corners of her mouth buzzed, but Shen Qihuan saw clearly "Don't come"

Shen Qihuan sighed in her heart, she should have thought that the biggest contradiction between Song Xuexian and Song Ajiao was Shen Qihuan.

At that time, Song Ajiao, as the most successful concubine of the family, did not hesitate to disguise Song Xuexian, who was like a bird, as a phoenix, in order to help the family lean on the big tree of King Jing'an.

Now Song Ajiao chose to stand by Shen Quehuan's side when her family was angry with Shen Qihuan.

Isn't it all because of her?

Somehow, Shen Qihuan's heart suddenly calmed down, walked to Song Shiping's side with steady steps, and saluted Song Shiping: "Uncle." ”

Song Shiping was stunned for a moment, and then guessed Shen Qihuan's identity, her eyes turned from Shen Qihuan's face to the two in the crowd, making sure that Song Xuexian hadn't seen this side yet, "Miss Shen, you better leave first." ”

Shen Qihuan's back was straight, and his eyebrows were mighty, "Uncle, please let no one in the courtyard leave, I will definitely keep Gillian safe." ”

Song Shiping glanced at Shen Qihuan, she had heard a lot of things about this person from her wife in the past two days, but she didn't expect that the teenage girl would be so restrained and calm in the face of trouble.

Song Shiping got rid of some worldly concepts in his heart, and finally said the word "good".

When all the irrelevant people withdrew from Song Ajiao's courtyard, Song Xuexian's restlessness was lightened, because she finally found Shen Qihuan standing upright in the middle of the courtyard, most of her eyes were blocked by messy hair, exuding a cold beam of resentment and hatred, straight between Shen Qihuan's eyebrows.

Song Ajiao even heard Song Xuexian's dull "purring" sound from her chest, which was a resentment of anger and hatred but forced to endure.

At this time, Shen Qihuan, there was no compromise between her eyebrows, but there was a comparable Sen Ran, she stood in front of Song Xuexian with her hands down, so that the onlookers at the corner gate and the courtyard wall thought of Miss Shen San's fierce comments.

In the silence, Shen Que Huan said coldly: "Let go of her." ”

The knife in Song Xuexian's hand moved, and immediately caused an exclamation outside the courtyard, Song Ajiao closed her eyes slightly, and tried her best to calm down.

Shen Qihuan didn't move at all, watching Song Xuexian put her face on Song Ajiao's ear.

Layers of tremors stood up on Song Ajiao's body, but when she saw Shen Qihuan's calm eyes, she couldn't help but calm down.

"Let her go, I'll give you a way to live. Shen Quehuan's voice was like a sword quenched out of an ice pool.

I don't know if Song Xuexian's hands were shaking, or deliberately, Song Ajiao then snorted, and a red mark appeared on her neck, oozing blood shallowly.

At the moment of tension, Shen Qihuan did not retreat, but took a step forward, Song Xuexian seemed to be unable to bear it, and shouted "Ah-".

Shen Quehuan...... Who do you think you are, you go to die...... You're going to die......"

Shen Qihuan's voice was still unwavering, she believed that Song Xuexian was not crazy, otherwise she would not have chosen this time to run out and do stupid things, she just wanted to force herself to appear.

The confrontation between the two parties, the weak people will never take advantage, she is ruthless, Shen Qihuan will be more ruthless than her, only if she knows that she can't get a bargain if she kills Song Ajiao, she will understand current affairs.

Shen Quehuan looked at Song Xuexian's eyes and became aggressive, and her voice was the same as before: "She lives, you still have a way to live, if she dies, I will definitely make your life worse than death." ”

The hatred in Song Xuexian's eyes had been covered by fear, and the resentment in her chest had turned into a rapid gasp.

Just when Shen Qihuan was about to take another step forward, Song Xuexian finally blurted out: "Princess Jing'an......"

Shen Qihuan thought she was calling herself, but Song Xuexian continued to repeat three times in a negative tone, "Princess Jing'an." ”

Shen Qihuan frowned, finally understanding what she wanted.

She wanted to be Princess Jing'an, the obsession that turned her from an ant to a phoenix, became Song Xuexian's demon.

The tenacity that Shen Quehuan had built up with great difficulty almost collapsed in a moment.

Song Xuexian laughed arrogantly: "I want to be the princess of Jing'an...... I want to be the princess of Jing'an...... I want to be the princess of Jing'an......" burst out from the bottom of his forbearant heart, screaming and hysterical.

"Shen Qihuan, whether to choose Song Ajiao or the prince, you make your own decision. ”

Shen Qihuan was wrong, the person in front of him had a demonic barrier, which was more terrifying than a madman.

Shen Quehuan's hands hanging at his side clenched into fists.

"Shen San. Song Ajiao saw the last thing she wanted to see in her eyes, "Let's go......"

Song Xuexian's laughter became louder and louder, "I want to be the princess of Jing'an, I want to kill all the Song family, I want to make the Song family the second protector mansion, blood flows like a river, and no one is left...... A not ......"

With a "poof", just when Song Xuexian raised her head and screamed, Shen Qihuan made a secret move, penetrating her head from the center of her eyebrows and nailing it to the red lacquered pillar behind her.

At the same time, a black-purple figure kicked down the dagger in her hand from behind Song Xuexian, and everything happened in a moment.

There was silence in all directions, and everyone's faces were incredibly blue-white, but the next scene frightened everyone.

I saw Shen Qihuan take a step forward, scoop up Song Xuexian's head before she fell to the ground, and twisted Song Xuexian's head off with her bare hands.

With a hysterical scream, Song Ajiao, who was already frightened, heard a low roar in Shen Qihuan's throat.

"The Jiang family is not dead yet......"