"Grass. Take this to Lord Yin." Qiu Yu walked in with a mat in his hand and said to Hanling.

Han Ling raised his eyes and looked. It turned out to be a cushion on horseback. It's a bit unclear so.

"Today the prince is hunting in the forest by the stream. This is the cushion of the prince's beloved dark horse. The prince has specially ordered someone to come and ask you to bring it." Qiu Yu said sourly. Is there any slave like you who has slept like you and only got up now?"

Han Ling looked at the cot. Yin Ruochen obviously said that night to change the big bed. It still didn't work. Eighty percent of it was he who forgot. I slept in his big bed again last night. Han Ling was so ashamed that he was ashamed.

It seems that since living in the same house with Yin Ruochen. She slept more and more dishonestly.

Han Ling blushed. Remembering yesterday Yin Ruochen said that he would hunt in the woods today. Also invited to the contest horse hunting. So he hurriedly ran out of seats, picked up the cushion early, and hurried towards the stream.

Walk to a corner by the creek. But I saw the grass and the grass sprouted. Remotely deserted.

"Brother Qingyang. Why didn't you come to me when you got to the palace?" A coquettish and surprised voice said. Han Ling was shocked when she heard this. Unconsciously stopped. Hide behind a tree. Take a closer look. This voice. She didn't have to think about it. It's a cold willow.

"I'm entangled in military affairs. I haven't found a chance yet." Miao Qingyang was a little out of tune. Said unnaturally.

"Brother Qingyang. Do you know how much I miss you. Day and night. I've been thinking about you in my dreams. But why didn't you say goodbye two years ago? Why?" Han Liu asked with red eyes. Nothing. I'm just tired of theatre life. I want to live a different way. Good men are ambitious in all directions. Why bother with the theater troupe." Miao Qingyang explained lightly.

"Not really. That's not true. You're walking because of that trampleman." Hanliu shook his head in denial. His voice trembled slightly. We used to be heart-to-heart. Love one another. But you resolutely left me for the sake of that girl. In my most difficult time. When you are needed most. Do you know how bitter I am."

Han Liu sobbed softly as she said this.

A layer of pain passed over Miao Qingyang's face. Gradually, it became stricter. Said seriously and sternly: "Liu'er. You're still the same. Ling'er. It's your sister. How can you call her that. She doesn't understand anything. This qiē is not her fault at all. And you blame her for all this. It's not fair to her. Don't you feel ashamed."" Shame." Han Liu heard Miao Qingyang's question. Stopped crying. Raise your head. Tears and hatred. Gritting his silver teeth, he said, "Why should I be ashamed. If it weren't for her. Will the old woman kick me out of the troupe? If it weren't for her. We've been living together. Just because she's small. You want to take care of her affection, you don't agree to my request, you don't take me away, she has to take advantage of everything, she only knows how to cry all day long, but the old woman treats her like a baby, and the face-changing technique is passed on to her, and you want to force you to marry her.

Speaking of which, the cold willow is excited. Choked up with tears.

Han Ling was stunned. It turns out that Hanling really likes Brother Qingyang. And Brother Qingyang and Sister Hanliu really love each other.

Hear here. Hanling is ashamed of his shape. No wonder every time I see Miao Qingyang now. There will be a joy in my heart that cannot be suppressed. It turned out that there was this stubble in it.

Miao Qingyang's face became darker and darker. Lips moved. I just sighed after all.

"Brother Qingyang. I'll never leave you again." Han Liu stepped forward and hugged Miao Qingyang's waist tightly. raised his teary eyes and said coquettishly to Miao Qingyang.

Miao Qingyang's body shook. Only a moment later. Slowly broke Han Liu's hand. Dodging his eyes but asking firmly, "Liu'er. I ask you. Why did you end up at the Silver King's Mansion?"

Hanliu heard this. A hint of uneasiness and panic flashed across his face. Looking at Miao Qingyang. Said sincerely: "Brother Qingyang. I can't say right now. Please trust me. All I do is for you. I've waited for a while. We'll be able to stay and fly together. Then you will be promoted and rich. Glory of the ancestors. Why go to the theater again? Although the Miao family is famous. It's a joke in the end. What is more glorious than being an official?" Hanliu said excitedly. There was a bright glow on his face. With a vision of happiness.

Miao Qingyang's face became more and more strict. He stared at Hanliu. He asked solemnly again, "Liu'er. I'm asking you now. You have to answer me truthfully."

Han Liu looked at Miao Qingyang with bright eyes. He smiled and nodded.

"Liu'er. Two years ago. Is that thing you said true?" Miao Qingyang asked very seriously.

Han Liu was stunned. Blinked. There was a hint of uneasiness on his face. After a long time. Nodding.

"Okay." Miao Qingyang nodded when she saw her. An invisible chill flashed in his eyes. He asked coldly, "Liu'er. You sue me now. Is the bloody case of the Han family class related to you?"

The cold willow was shocked like a thunderbolt on a sunny day. I trembled. Looking at Miao Qingyang's dark face. Hurriedly shook his head and said, "No. I don't know. That's not what I did. It has nothing to do with me."" Yes." Miao Qingyang stared at her in disbelief. The eyes are unfathomable. Bursting with a hint of cold light. said: "Do you dare to swear. Han Liu. Do you dare to swear by my eyes. Only then will I believe you."

Han Liu's face turned pale. She opened her mouth and looked at him. Suddenly crying and said, "Brother Qingyang. You don't believe me. Why don't you believe what I say? I'm going to swear a poisonous oath. Brother Qingyang. Do you still love me?" After saying that, he threw himself into his arms. He wept bitterly.

Miao Qingyang pushed her away unmoved. said coldly: "Liu'er. Answer me. Do you dare to swear by poison."" Okay." After Han Liu was pushed away by Miao Qingyang. The heart is like a knife. Two years ago. He was gone. No more news. Meet today in the palace. but forced her to swear a poisonous oath. She gritted her teeth. Looking at Miao Qingyang's eyes. Said seriously: "Brother Qingyang. If the bloody case of the Han family class is related to me. I will be thundered by the sky. Don't die well." After speaking, he wiped his tears. He smiled miserably and said to Miao Qingyang: "Brother Qingyang. Now it's time for you to trust me."

Miao Qingyang's face gradually softened. Touched her head. Sigh. Said: "It's not that I don't want to believe you. It's just about two dozen lives. Or a loved one who used to be like a family. I can't believe you. I have to confirm you. to be assured. If you really did it. That's a loss of conscience. Heaven does not tolerate it. I will never let you go. If you didn't do it. You can rest assured. No one will do anything to you."

Han Liu's face turned slightly pale. Tightly threw himself into Miao Qingyang's arms. Desperately holding Miao Qingyang. kept saying: "Brother Qingyang. You have to trust me. It's really not me. It's none of my business. Brother Qingyang. Don't leave me again. Please."

Miao Qingyang stood stiffly. Reaching out to stroke her head. It finally stopped in mid-air. sighed. I don't know how to say it." LIU Er. You have to know. At that time, my father gave me Hanling. Now the Han family class is killed. I can't be treacherous. Otherwise, you'll be laughed at by others." Miao Qingyang finally said slowly. And. Hanling is so pitiful. I"

Han Liu jumped out of Miao Qingyang's arms like a catapult. Face with tears stained. Angrily shouted, "Brother Qingyang. The person you love is me. And now the Han family class no longer exists. Hanling is also dead. Why do you want to do this. Are you doing this to me?"

Miao Qingyang was stunned for a moment. Complex eyes. It seems that she doesn't know that the grass next to the prince is Hanling. But he didn't say anything. Just said: "Liu'er. Forgive me. I did this because I had to do it. You should think of yourself. Find a better man than me." After speaking. He looked at the woods over there and said, "Let's go back first. Don't make them wait too long. It's not good to be discovered."

"No. Brother Qingyang. Have you changed your mind. So many years. For you. How much I suffered. Am I not pitied? Why would you be so eccentric. I know I'm in the palace. And you don't come to me. If it weren't for today's chance encounter. You're not going to see me at all?" Hanliu is almost crazy. wailed. I'm not going to look for another man. I'm your person in life and death in this life."

"You're thinking too much. LIU Er. I'm entangled in military affairs. And you're by the king's side. How can I go to you?" Miao Qingyang was excited when he saw the cold willow. I had to soothe.

"Liar. You just don't want to see me. Brother Qingyang. You've changed. Two years ago. You've changed. Or. You won't be so cruel to leave me. Are you really in love with that girl?" Hanliu cried out in pain.

"Liu'er. Hanling is your sister. How can you call her that? And also. I don't know what your purpose is in the palace. But I can tell you unequivocally. If you do something for me. Just stop it. I won't appreciate it. I'm a man. I will earn my own future. I hope you think more about yourself. I'm only now realizing that a lot of my previous ideas were wrong." Miao Qingyang frowned and said directly to Han Liu. After speaking. Look at her no more. Walk quickly.

Hanliu collapsed to the ground. His hands tightly twisted the dead grass on the ground and wept bitterly.

Han Ling could hear it. But my heart is full of doubts. Two years ago. What did Han Liu say to Miao Qingyang. Why does even Miao Qingyang suspect Han Liulai. Did Miao Qingyang have any ideas before? Anyway. She wouldn't believe Hanliu's oath. Because the cold willow has long changed.

Han Ling took the cushion and walked towards the woods. decided to find an opportunity to ask Miao Qingyang. At all costs. She's going to get to the bottom of things.

Yin Ruochen was standing at the edge of the woods. Petting his beloved horse. Focused. The figure of Junjun is matched with a handsome horse. Like an antique historical picture. Eye-catching.

Han Ling suddenly remembered. It seems that I haven't seen Xiao Hei for a long time