Su Yinyin quickly dodged as if frightened, withdrew his hand, and opened his eyes blankly, trembling so hard that his teeth were trembling.

"You killed her?" Su Yinyin's voice was thin and weak, and it was still unbelievable, how could the rumored heroic and righteous Miss Bai become so ruthless? Right in front of her, with a resolute smile, he easily killed a mother.

Hearing that she was afraid of being like this, Hua also had a strong fear and inexplicable anger for no reason, she grabbed Su Yinyin's arm, brought her to herself, and roared, "I'm here to save you!" ”

As soon as Su Yinyin approached her, he smelled the strong smell of blood on her body, and turned his head and bent over and retched violently, the sour breath gushed from his stomach to his throat, and he couldn't stop, and the gastric juice he vomited was mixed with sporadic blood.

"There's no time!" Hua Tingyi grabbed her arm, got on the horse with Su Yinyin, who was still stunned, and walked back at a very slow pace.

Su Yinyin looked at the road ahead, and suddenly came back to his senses, this road led to the military camp. Yes, what turned Miss Bai into that is a purgatory-like army, a war that kills people without blinking.

She suddenly grabbed Hua Ting's hand like a life-saving straw, raised her voice and repeated in a panic: "Where are you going to take me...... Barrack? ”

Hua Ting glanced down at her, her eyes regained their brightness, but she stared closely at the mountain road in front of her, the stretching mountains were verdant and lush, and there were splendid flowers and willows on the side of the road, but she was as frightened as if she had seen a knife mountain oil pot.

Su Yinyin turned her head, looked at Hua Ting with tears in her red eyes, her lips trembled violently, and she begged her humbly and desperately: "Don't take me back to him again!" Don't go back to the army either! ”

Su Yinyin's attitude was tough, and her usually soft and delicate hands didn't know where they got such a lot of strength, as if they were going to tear off her clothes.

Su Yinyin's mental condition is not very good, and she has heard her singing skills in Paramount more than a few times in the past, and she seems to be excited to this point for the first time.

Hua Ting looked up, and then turned the hill, she could see the barracks, she lowered her head, took a deep breath, and her black and white pupils were firm and resolute, "I don't plan to go back." ”

She pulled Suinin's hand to the reins and handed them to her.

Hua Ting lightly whipped the horsewhip, the horse galloped, she lowered her body slightly, smiled softly, and the voice in the wind became broken: "You hold it like this, if my hand can't hold the reins later, don't panic, just hold it like this." ”

This is her only chance to be able to return to Jian Yi's side.

Hua Ting smiled, his smile was clean and relieved, his left hand felt out the gun on his side, the barrel of the gun against his right arm, his thumb pressed the bore and his index finger hooked, and he shot decisively.

The sound of the gun shook the ears and gave a dull echo, and the horse, frightened, raised its front hooves and neighed.

The violent jolting made Hua Ting snort, and blood trickled down the sleeve, dripping on the hem of Suinin's skirt, stained thoroughly, and wet heavily on the horse.

Su Yinyin's hand trembled, and he was about to let go of the reins, but Hua Ting's hand reached out, and he struggled to grasp the wobbly reins, and his fingertips like mutton fat jade were dyed bright red, and he steadied the frightened horse with difficulty but forcefully.

The intense pain seemed to have only now reached the nerves, her face suddenly turned pale, beads of sweat dripped down her cheeks, her bloodless lips were tightly pursed, her pupils were upward, she closed her eyes in prostration, and shook her body almost to fall.

"Miss Bai......" Su Yinyin's heart stagnated heavily.

With the whirring wind in his ears, Hua Ting's voice sounded as warm as jade, "If I can't hold the reins later, don't panic, the life and death of the two of us are in your hands." ”

The horse's hooves replied, and without resting for a moment, he turned the hill and ran a few more times, and saw the military camp in the distance.

The large army had gone, and there were only sporadic sentries left in the barracks, but Inagaki Shihei did not leave, and a few of his confidants paced back and forth in front of the high platform, as if they were talking something.

Hanating opened her eyes weakly to see Shihei Inagaki's phantom getting closer and closer, and he turned his head, and she could see his iron-blue face and the Sichuan character between his eyebrows.

A drop of sweat fell into her eyes, and she could no longer bear the slightest sour pain, she shook her body weakly, and fell off the horse as soon as she raised her head.

Shihei Inagaki stepped forward and held her firmly in his arms.

Su Yin sat sluggishly on the horse, and Inagaki Shihei called the military doctor in a stack, not taking into account that there was still one of her on the horse. The officer, who was still on the side, stepped forward and pulled her off her horse.

She was almost at the mercy of a broken rag doll, the only thing that had vitality was the hands, firmly grasping the officer's wrists, the onion-like nails sinking into the flesh, the blood on the clothes was about to coagulate, firmly sticking to her skin, she stared at the fainting flower in Inagaki Zhiping's arms, only to feel the world spinning, and her ankles were weak, and she was almost paralyzed.

***

Everything is as expected.

Shihei Inagaki sent her back to Jane's house to recuperate.

In Jian Yi's opinion, there are thousands of ways for Hua Ting to come back, but she chose the fastest but also the most cruel one.

Within a few days, the cries of newspaper boys on the street began to rise one after another, and the name of Feng Yuyang, the general who had won the battle, resounded in his crisp voice.

Hua Ting lowered his head, his hair hung down, and said with a soft smile: "Who said that General Feng is honest and upright." ”

Feng Yuyang had already placed eyeliner under Inagaki Zhiping's nose.

And that eyeliner is her.

She exhaled heavily, and turned her head to look at Jian Yi on the side.

The gloom suddenly obscured the good sun, and in an instant the light on his face disappeared cleanly. This summer day always says that change will change.

In October, Feng Yuyang, together with several officers in his immediate line, jointly issued a telegram calling for peace and launched a "********." Overthrew the rule of the direct warlord Cao Gang and occupied Beijing with lightning speed.

Feng Yuyang's defection made the originally stalemate quickly become clear, and the direct line retreated one after another, and the main force was completely lost.

It was late at night when the news of Inagaki Zhiping's death came, the Western hanging bell had just struck eleven times, the second hand was ticking, there was no light in the small mansion, Hua Ting stood barefoot on the floor, raised his head, and raised the corners of his lips slightly towards Jian Yi in the light moonlight, "Congratulations to me, the task is complete!" ”

She stole the secret letter, and she successfully rebelled against Feng Yuyang.

Feng Yuyang was the old ministry that followed Cao Gang from birth to death, even if he had a suspicion, if he hadn't seen Cao Gang's handwritten secret letter with his own eyes, he might not have been able to make up his mind to turn against him and launch a coup d'état.

"Sister Hua," Jian Yi took her shoulders and sat down on the sofa on the side of the living room, "You knew that Adjutant Liang did not steal the secret letter, but you killed him, as well as more than 40 people up and down the Liang family. ”

Such a number made Hana's eyebrows move, and she suddenly remembered that she was sitting in the camp and heard the gunshots every evening.

Hua Ting felt that her heart was obviously calm to the extreme, and her heart was used to the pain of a thousand holes, and when she thought of the cruel gunshots that kept filling her ears in those days, her heart was still stabbed fiercely.

She chuckled lowly, with a clear sourness in her eyes, and a last hint of panic, "I can't help it. ”

Jane hugged her tightly, buried her head deep in her neck, her warm breath patting between her hair with his tone, "I shouldn't have let you go this way, you should have been Mrs. Jane in peace." ”

She forced a smile that pretended to be indifferent, "Do you think I'm willing to be Mrs. Jane?" In fact, Lao Jiang is right, stealing the secret letter is indeed only possible for me to complete. ”

She turned her head, and outside the window was the shadows of the deserted trees, the curtains fluttering and hitting the piano in the hall, and the moonlight spilled in, reflecting a condensed light on the surface of the piano's lacquer.

"I feel like what I've experienced here is worth my whole life in those days." She clinged to his ear and slowly closed her eyes, "I think I'm a little tired." (To be continued.) )