107 Heart-to-heart

In front of everyone's eyes, it will not be solved with money like last time. Song Lian's brain circuits were quickly connected, running at super high speed, he even resented his broken head melon seeds, he usually had a way to get out with his fingers, but at this moment his brain was empty.

He only has a silver coin son in his mind, but this method is really inappropriate, and if the eighth prince gives himself a copy in front of the emperor, he will be guaranteed to be unable to eat and walk around, and the probability of the black gauze hat on his neck being removed is more than ninety percent.

A moment ago, he was still holding a beautiful concubine at home, kissing his little mouth, touching his little hands, so uncomfortable, he only raced over the gods in his days, and at this moment he almost knelt down for the three big Buddhas in front of him.

"Lord Song, what time is it?" Lan Junyao asked closer.

Even if the sweat droplets on his head wet the ground under his feet, Song Lian didn't dare to move a bit, and only forced himself to calm down. was gathering her mind, she might as well suddenly come to such a heavenly word, her eyes were full of incomprehension, but she didn't dare to slack off, "Chenshi." ”

"It's time for adults to lose weight. Lan Junyao's expression on her face was extremely serious, and she couldn't say that she was caring.

When these words came out, Song Lian was even more puzzled in his heart. If this aunt was joking with him, he didn't have that much face, but he couldn't think of a better reason than that. Although his body is a little strong, this is not the first time this aunt has seen her, why did she suddenly ask such a question at this time?

"In such a cool weather, the adults will be sweating and wetting the bluestone after a while, which must be due to the fat body. When Lan Junyao said this, some of the onlookers couldn't help laughing, thinking that their food and clothing parents were still in front of them, so they had to endure it.

"Thank you Miss Lan for your kindness, Song will definitely do it when he returns home. Song Lian laughed embarrassedly twice, but he didn't expect that she still had the heart to joke with herself at this moment, so he wiped it on his forehead with his fat sleeves.

The two parties were at a stalemate, Song Lian suddenly howled, knelt down at the three people in front of him, howled in his mouth, it sounded so miserable, and he no longer had the kind of threatening face when facing the people on weekdays.

"The child is ignorant, and he collided with three people today, and I hope that the three adults will have a large number of them, and they will spare the children. The impulse caused by this kneeling is even greater, not to mention the visual effect caused by the nearly 200-pound body, the kneeling of Jingzhao Mansion Yin alone is enough to attract people's attention.

"It's all this dog slave who stirs up right and wrong, so there is today's scene. Song Lian suddenly led the disaster to the east, and the little guy was still standing aside and didn't know what to do, when he heard Song Lian howling, the soldiers who followed him immediately kicked the little guy to the ground, and he was wronged.

Bypassing the little guy who was tightly covered with his mouth, Ling Qixuan walked up to Song Lian, without looking at his mountain-like figure in his eyes, one hand suddenly exerted force, grabbed one of his arms and lifted him up, "Lord Song, don't stain this official robe on your body." ”

The beauty was in front of him, but Song Yi had no interest in flirting, calmed down and looked at the beautiful man in front of him, and even his father was so afraid of him, he really kicked the iron plate today. A sense of familiarity suddenly rose in his heart, but he couldn't figure out where he had seen it, and in his heart, the identity of the beautiful man was still a mystery.

"Yes...... Yes...... "It is worthy of being a god, you can pick yourself up from the ground with your hands, the drum in Song Lian's heart beat faster, and the thought of resisting at half a point could not be born, he hurriedly dusted off his official robe, and smiled at Ling Qixuan.

Ling Qixuan's eyebrows frowned, he looked at this Jingzhao Mansion Yin on weekdays, but he had also heard a little about bullying the people, but he didn't catch any big tricks for a while, plus this Jingzhao Mansion Yin was sleek, except for greed, he had no other faults, and he didn't bother to worry about him.

Today is different, if he didn't come with him today, I was afraid that the two of them would suffer the loss of this Jingzhao Mansion Yin Gongzi, thinking of his appearance as a ruffian, I felt that I couldn't let him go easily today. The fact that he was not strict with his children made him want to punish them.

Although he only waited for a moment, Song Lian felt as long as a century had passed. From an angle he couldn't see, Ling Qixuan's other hand suddenly made a movement, but it was to explain his order.

Mo Yizheng was engrossed in observing his master's every move, and when he received this command, the corners of his lips immediately showed a lewd smile, he had endured it for so long, and finally wanted to do it, he was simply overjoyed. Just a moment ago, he was boredly wrestling his fingers, predicting when his master's order would be given.

Sure enough, Ling Qixuan just raised his hand and sent it twice on Song Lian's shoulder before he blurted out, "I must teach him well when I go home." On the other side, something suddenly changed, and a finger-sized flying knife flashed straight towards Song Yi with a cold light.

With the experience of being attacked last time, Song Yideng turned around and wanted to avoid this catastrophe. Who knew that this flying knife seemed to have eyes, and it suddenly turned halfway, floating between Song Yi's legs, bringing up an ugly thing, and at the same time, there was a piece of blood. Mo Yi's knife technique is extremely fast, and this shot is even more accurate. If Song Yi didn't hide, he might only be shot in his thigh, and it was thanks to his quick reaction that he lost his descendants.

Song Yi didn't even feel any pain, until the white light flashed in front of him, he looked down at his lower body in a daze, the blood soaked through his clothes little by little, and he called out in a daze: "Dad." ”

At the beginning, Song Lian had the same reaction as him. As if he had thought of something, he turned his head and looked at Ling Qixuan and the three of them in disbelief, and caught him with trembling hands the moment his son fainted.

Although his eyes quickly disappeared, Lan Junyao still found that trace of hatred, I don't know if Ling Qixuan can see it, this person is afraid that he will retaliate in the future.

Although she thought that it must be Ling Qixuan's subordinates hidden in the shadows, she didn't know which one made the move and picked such a wonderful place.

The Song family has been passed down for several generations, and when they come to Song Yi, I am afraid that the bloodline will be exhausted. Although if they don't make a move, looking at Song Yi's face, I am afraid that it will not be long before they will fall on the woman's belly, but if they do it, they will form a hatred for themselves.

Because he was facing away from them, looking over from her angle, she saw that his shoulders were constantly rising and falling, and one hand was placed on his son's lower body, as if he had really poked his sadness.

Some of the onlookers gradually dispersed, and although this matter seemed to them to be very happy, they had to consider the consequences of continuing to watch. After all, the person in front of him is their 'food and clothing parents', if he is called to hold a grudge at this moment, how will he mix in Gyeonggi in the future.