Never mind!

Song Huaijin simply gave up struggling, there were too many incredible things encountered today, she was too tired, too tired to bother to pursue it again.

He said, "Come in." ”

As soon as the words fell, the door was pulled open, Xie Yang entered the door, and carefully put the porridge in his hand on the table in front of her:

"Song Huaiyu said that you like to eat this kind of porridge with all kinds of things."

Song Huaijin lowered his eyes, and the bowl of white rice porridge in front of him was filled with green vegetables, roses and various meat grains.

She did like to eat such porridge, but she had never eaten with Song Huaiyu, and she had never mentioned her preferences to him.

Song Huaijin sighed softly, reached out and scooped up a spoonful of porridge and put it in his mouth, chewing and whispering:

"It tastes good, it seems that Song Huaiyu investigated me quite clearly."

As soon as these words came out, Xie Yang's eyes immediately froze as he looked at her, only to feel that Song Huaijin was really a god, and he could still say this sentence so casually in this environment.

Although he had known Song Huaijin for a long time, he had never had a good impression of her in view of Song Huaiyu and the grievances with Song Xun.

I never thought that the first time I came into contact with this woman, I was deeply shocked by her physical bearing.

He dared to guarantee that if it were an ordinary woman, she would have been frightened into her soul, or crazy, or collapsed, or had already managed to escape.

But Song Huaijin is calm, surprisingly calm.

Responding to all changes with the same is obviously a negative attitude, but it gives people a lofty attitude.

"Uncle Xie Guo, why did you bring porridge here?" Song Huaijin drank the last mouthful of porridge, his body warmed up slightly, he stretched out his hand to support his head, and put on a comfortable posture, staring at Xie Yang with a pair of apricot eyes as clear as water:

"What about Song Huaiyu? Doesn't he like me? Why don't you send it to me personally? ”

When he said this, Song Huaijin observed Xie Yang's eyes more seriously, and those slender eyes were not surprised at all when he heard the message "Song Huaiyu likes himself".

It seems that he also knows about it.

"He said he you off today and wanted to surprise you." Xie Yang's expression was faint when he spoke, and he always pulled a bitter gourd face with a "heavy heart".

"Oh." Song Huaijin nodded calmly: "So you want to bring me porridge to coax me?" It seems that Uncle Xie Guo and Song Huaiyu have a good relationship, I guess, are you a cooperative relationship? ”

“... Well. ”

"Isn't it?" Song Huaijin's eyes were slightly bent, and he keenly caught Xie Yang's hesitation when he said this "um", and gently opened his lips when he learned Song Xun's cliché:

"Although I haven't seen you with him, I always feel that Uncle Guo is a little aggrieved in this Ten Thousand Poisons Pavilion."

Xie Yang's face darkened, and he didn't want to discuss this topic with her, Huo Ran got up and put the two bowls on the table on the tray, and said in a panic:

"I'm only responsible for watching you finish the porridge, and I'll leave if it's okay."

Psychology and tactics pay attention to seizing every opportunity, where will Song Huaijin easily let him go, and immediately said:

"Uncle Guo wants to help Lu Jinao ascend to the throne, but he is afraid that Song Huaiyu will be capricious, so he trembles but can't get a positive answer, right?"

Xie Yang's footsteps paused slightly, and he could see the pain and struggle in his heart just from his back: "Mr. Huaijin." He turned his head and said word by word: "If I talk to you more, Song Huaiyu will be suspicious." ”

"Do you think he won't suspect it if you talk to me like that?"

Song Huaijin stared at his eyes with a smile: "Uncle Guo, when Song Huaiyu sent you to me, he already suspected you." ”

Already suspicious of him?

Xie Yang's scalp suddenly tingled, and an indigestible bitterness appeared in his heart.

Yes, Song Huaiyu already doubted him, and he had nothing to do but fear and suspicion.

Song Huaijin's last few words were like a thorn slammed into Xie Yang's heart, shattering all his luck.

He thought uncontrollably: Song Huaiyu comes and goes freely, no matter which prince he supports, he can be glorious for a while.

And he is different, if Lu Jinao has no possibility of turning the tables, he will be completely thrown into the mud.

The more Xie Yang thought about it, the more he couldn't make up his mind, and stared at Song Huaijin distraughtly, as if he wanted to get a trace of comfort from her eyes, and said in a lost voice: "What do you mean by this?" ”

When he asked this sentence, Xie Yang's heart instantly rose to his throat, and he was nervous for a moment before he realized that something was wrong.

This is very wrong

He subconsciously put his net worth on Song Huaijin.

Although Song Huaijin has unlimited potential, she is a defenseless little girl after all, how can she beat Song Huaiyu?

Song Huaiyu is not only unparalleled in poison, but also ruthless. The world's morals and values are very weak in front of him, and they have no role or value at all.

When Xie Yang was hesitating, he saw that Song Huaijin suddenly got up and made a deep bow at him, and with a swipe to the end, even his head was lowered to the lowest, and under the background of the wide robe, the woman's thin waist looked a little pious and helpless.

Xie Yang didn't expect her to make this move, the struggling emotions in her eyes suddenly froze, and then she gradually became a little moved, and hurriedly put down the tray in her hand, wanting to help her:

"Huai Jin, what are you..."

"Huai Jin is not talented, although he may not be able to help Uncle Guo achieve his goals, he will definitely do his best to help you solve your problems." Song Huaijin's voice was quiet, and he said very seriously: "I just ask Uncle Guo to let me out." ”

Let her out?

Xie Yang's outstretched hand suddenly paused - Song Huaiyu likes Song Huaijin, others don't know, he can see clearly these days, Song Huaiyu's paranoia about Song Huaijin's mixed family and love has reached an uncontrollable level.

Let Song Huaijin go from him? What's the difference between plucking a feather from a tiger's mouth?

Boom - Bang -

Suddenly, a long and sharp roar streaked across the night sky, and a firework exploded, lighting up the night sky over the stars.

Immediately afterwards, the fireworks outside crackled and exploded continuously, and the already quiet mountain was even more depressing.

Xie Yang was suddenly stunned, knowing that this was a trick by Song Huaiyu, telling Song Huaijin to go out, and reminding him that he had been here for too long.

Xie Yang sighed, picked up the tray on the table again, and walked away quickly without looking back.

Listening to the footsteps that were fading away, Song Huaijin slowly raised his head, and plotted against Xie Yang on Song Huaiyu's territory, which was already a great success today.

She stood up straight and looked out of the door blankly, Xie Yang didn't close the door, the door seemed to be specially reserved for her.

Outside the door, at some point, there was already a road of candles, which were neatly arranged along the curb of the road.

This kind of scene seems to have only been seen in idol dramas.

Song Huaijin smiled bitterly, and thought disheartenedly: If this was not in Song Huaiyu's territory, he would probably be very moved.

Since Song Huaiyu invited, what reason did she have to continue to escape?

Moreover, escaping will not solve any problems at all.

Song Huaijin took a deep breath, calmed down a hanging heart, and walked on this road.

Along the way, she kept observing the surrounding mountains by candlelight, and whether Xie Yang helped her or not, she had to find a way to escape first.

Because she doesn't know her identity now, she doesn't know her choice, but she only knows one thing: she and Song Huaiyu are not all the way.

At the end of the road, Song Huaiyu had already prepared fireworks, and when she saw Song Huaijin, she came over with a smile, took her hand and said excitedly:

"Sister, what do you see I've found? Just put the flare using the fire. Medicine. If you put it in a bamboo tube ten times the amount, you can blow up a flower in the sky, but it's beautiful, I'll show you! ”

Song Huaiyu turned around and lit a firework, and then, a circle of all the connected fireworks exploded in an orderly manner, forming a beautiful picture in the air that had not been seen for a long time.

"Sister, is it good-looking? Do you like it? ”

Song Huaijin stared absentmindedly at the fireworks in the sky, and suddenly gave birth to a sense of combing things that were right and wrong, and couldn't help but sigh: "The fire tree and silver flowers are instantaneous." ”

"Fire Tree Silverflower? It's a good name, my sister is such a genius! The more Song Huaiyu looked at Song Huaijin, the more she felt that her delicious was impeccable, and she took her hand affectionately, her eyes full of attachment: "Sister, you can always please me unintentionally." ”

"Really?" Song Huaijin wanted to break free of his hand, but after several efforts to no avail, he simply gave up, and said sarcastically:

"That may have been unintentional, after all, I never wanted to please you."

"It's really sad for my sister to talk like that." Song Huaiyu continued to ask indifferently:

"But I've been trying my best to please you every day, how about it? Do you like this 'fire tree and silver flower'? Have I won your favor? ”