"Senior sister, I came here today to talk about something important." Early in the morning, she was woken up by Ye Hao's knock on the door. Song Yuelan got up from the bed, panicked and stretched her sideburns, and nodded her white lips before she dared to go out to meet him.

"What is the reason why Senior Brother is looking for me?" She frowned and asked, "But the Zhang family or the palace?" ”

Ye Hao nodded and smiled slightly: "It's still Mrs. smart." ”

Song Yuelan scratched her head with a red face and asked, "What's wrong with the Zhang family?" ”

"The palace was lost, and the assassin who wanted to put his father to death was the dead soldier secretly cultivated by the Zhang family."

"Then what is the emperor's preparation?"

"I'm not going to capture the Zhang family, but I want you to attack the Zhang family at night, destroy its door, and burn its mansion." Ye Hao pretended to be worried, "But Yue'er's body is ......"

"There's no need to worry. The wind and rain are used to it, and small injuries and illnesses are not in the way. Song Yuelan waved her hand and continued to ask, "Then when will you start?" ”

"Tonight."

The voice echoed in Song Yuelan's ears for a long time. She leaned on the beam, the short knife in her hand tightened.

It is now the fourth quarter of the year, and the Zhang Mansion is still brightly lit. The family came and went, dragging all kinds of weapons.

"I'm all ready, if I don't enter the palace today, I will not give up on my homeland!" A man accused in the crowd, "All the soldiers listen to orders! ”

"Yes!"

"I am Tang Yu, the prince of Yuexi Kingdom, and I want to enter the palace with all the soldiers today, so that Sheng Tianxiao will return to my homeland!" The man shouted, and the people around him instantly formed a phalanx, which was neatly arranged and could change dozens of formations. Among them, the soldiers are tigers and bears, and they seem to be long-trained mercenaries.

"Sheng Dump Xiao'er, return my homeland!" The soldier's voice became fiercer and stronger, as if he was about to rush into the clouds. Song Yuelan looked at those soldiers and frowned fiercely. Although she is a woman killed in the pile of dead people, but the size of these two can't tear her apart?

The emperor is going to take the opportunity to execute himself!

It must be because of the smoke from his ancestral grave that he has been blessed with the great blessing that he has not been able to ask for in these eight lifetimes!

However, although all of these soldiers were well-trained, their numbers were not in the tens of thousands. Although he couldn't break the Zhang Mansion in an instant, he could also greatly damage his vitality and then retreat with his whole body. At that time, it will be reported to the Holy God and ordered to be arrested.

Thinking about it, she jumped into the night, sneaking into the end of the line. At that time, the man called 'Tang Yu' ordered all the troops to feed the horses and sharpen their knives, and the phalanx suddenly dispersed, giving her an opportunity.

The girl stopped a big man and smiled at him. The soldier, who had probably not seen the beauty for a long time, was dazzled by her smile, and by the time he reacted, his throat had already been slit. Song Yuelan clapped her hands, turned the short knife slightly, and hid it in her cuffs. The girl looked around for a moment, then dragged the corpse towards the back garden.

She has already figured out the terrain of Zhangfu, and she comes and goes freely, even if she lives here for seventeen or eighteen days, she will not be noticed. Unexpectedly, at this time, a small soldier passed by this place and shouted loudly: "Someone!" There are assassins! ”

Hearing the sound, Song Yuelan's eyes were slightly condensed, and she ran towards the man at a very fast speed with the knife, and the head still fell to the ground.

She wiped a handful of blood from her cheeks and hurriedly found a dark place to hide. More than a dozen big men came to check around, and when they saw a few brothers who were friends on weekdays lying on the ground and almost cold corpses, they couldn't help but red-eyed: "Who is hiding here!?" ”

At this time, Song Yuelan had already planned the terrain that should be taken next. There is only one place under this roof that can be walked, but if you turn over and jump on the roof, it is spacious enough. At the right time, there is an empty guest room under the room to hide, and when those big men come, they are already empty. This back garden is close enough to the commander's barracks, and at that time, the thief will capture the king first, and the result will be to stab the commander.

"Who wants to hide with a yellow-haired kid like you!" As soon as she finished speaking, she dropped her secret weapon and jumped onto the roof. The secret weapon flew straight into the throats of several people, and immediately blood splattered, and the poppies all over the ground were formed.

Song Yuelan turned her head to leave, but saw a tall man behind her. She took a few steps backwards, and the tiles on the eaves fluttered and fell, leaving no room for her to retreat. Song Yuelan held the short knife and swallowed a mouthful of saliva before saying, "Who are you, how do you know my whereabouts?" ”

This whereabouts were not planned by her before, could it be that this person has monstrous skills and can communicate with people's hearts? The man's pair of sword eyebrows pressed deep into his black eyes, like a bottomless ancient well, without any waves. The bridge of his nose is high, and his thin lips are as rosy as cherry blossoms.

"You used to like it best." He spoke, a deep, magnetic voice grasping her heartstrings. Song Yuelan's heart seemed to be bumped by thousands of deer, she froze her unstable mind, and her peach blossom eyes were blazing: "Who are you?" ”

"Regent King Liang, Liang Chen." "You are...... Liang Chen? Somehow, she didn't feel strange to him, as if she still remembered his name after thousands of lifetimes.

"The little girl is free, and she forgets quickly when she recognizes people." Song Yuelan raised her head and stared at his eyes, shocked to find that there was irrepressible excitement under that faint gaze. She couldn't back away, she could only turn sideways and try to hit him in the throat. The dagger was about to be thrown, but was steadily blocked by his long sword.

Liang Chen smiled slightly: "The little girl has gained a lot of ability, and she is willing to use the swordsmanship I taught you to kill me." ”

"You taught me?" The girl was stunned for a moment, and then said, "Impossible! My master is Jing Lianshen, I have nothing to do with you, how can I teach or not! ”

"Then who taught you this swordsmanship?" Liang Chen put away his sword and suddenly called, "Ah Yan." Song Yuelan was stunned for a long time, and even forgot to escape. She seemed to read every bit of his tenderness, and even her eyebrows were extremely familiar.

"Who's Ajan?" She turned sideways to escape, but he locked her in his arms. The man's warm breath swirled in her ears, Song Yuelan's hand was soft, and the sharp short knife went straight into the roof, and the red silk tied to the handle of the knife swayed slightly.

"You're Ah Yan."

Perhaps because the illusion had just been minted, she had not found half of the memory related to the name 'Ah Yan'. Song Yuelan struggled and said in a low voice: "Let go!" You've clearly recognized the wrong person! ”

Liang Chen smiled bitterly: "Phantom memory." ”

Song Yuelan's movements stopped for a moment: "What? ”

"Ah Yan, you really don't know me?" The man in front of him seemed to have countless scars in his eyes. Slightly touched, thousands of heart-rending pains appeared in my heart.

"I'm Song Yuelan. Since the assassination failed today, I will not hide it from you. If you want to kill, kill it. She handed him the dagger, "I'm looking around, it's all your people." Since I can't escape today, I will make a painful and happy break. ”

Liang Chen's throat was bitter. He wanted to say something countless times, but he knew that the little girl in front of him had been washed away from his memory and could not be recovered.

But I just don't give up.

He hadn't slept a single peaceful sleep since he broke Yuexi five years ago. His ink pen rose and fell, and he tried to trace her appearance in the sleepless night, but he was still afraid to put the pen on her cheek. It's not that he doesn't understand his skills, it's not that he's ungrateful, it's that those smart eyes can make him feel guilty for the rest of his life.

He had thought she was dead. After several years of hard work, he finally became a master and enjoyed the same treatment as an emperor. He had the opportunity to see the tens of millions of Chang'an flowers, but he felt that these fat beauties were too vulgar, and he always refused to accept a concubine.

He is a king that others can't climb, and the regent King Liang who turns his hands over the clouds and rain, but he can't protect his beloved alone. He felt guilty for this for a long time, but he caught a glimpse of her figure in the fire in the Qian Mansion. With just a glance, he knew that this was his sweetheart Tang Yan who had been engraved on the tip of his heart for a long time.

So he inquired several times and found out about the joint, and ordered someone to change the incense. Since the Illusion Technique began with Yuexi, he also had a way to untie that shackle. He expected all kinds of variables, but he didn't expect that his little girl would be robbed of her memory again, and he would be in vain.

Fortunately, now this girl is in her arms. Through the thousands of fogs, her voice was clear again.

"I don't want to kill you." He walked towards the blade, Song Yuelan subconsciously retreated, but he grabbed the tip of the knife.

"Even if you don't kill me, what will happen to these four soldiers? How do you calm the morale? She frowned and withdrew her dagger. The red ayara flew up, and the black hair on her forehead flew up, tugging at the heartstrings of the night.

"I have my own way."

"Okay." Song Yuelan raised her chin, "Why don't you show me what this powerful regent Liang Chen is capable of." Liang Chen smiled, then took something out of his chest and said something silently.

Suddenly, the willow swaying with the wind stopped, and she looked around, seeing that her ayara was still floating in the air. Liang Chen wrapped his arms around her slender waist, and with a light tap of his toes, he flew out of the courtyard.

"What kind of treasure is this, so powerful?" Intrigued, she reached for the necklace. "You don't remember." He took her hand with his left hand, and there was loneliness in his eyes that could not be hidden, "It's okay." ”

"Then, you took me out alone, and you were not afraid that I would do anything to you to kill you instantly?"

"You can't do it." He said lightly.

Song Yuelan sneered: "What can't I do." I'm the one who came out of the pile of the dead, and my hands are stained with the blood of countless people. ”

"Even if you were killed from the pile of dead people, where did you hurt?" He lowered his eyes and said, "I've made you suffer." ”

Song Yuelan suddenly had a sour nose: "What are you doing suddenly saying these four or six words, I am not related to you, how can I ......" "You are my fiancée, Tang Yan." He stopped somewhere. Song Yuelan turned her head and saw that it was the mansion.

"How do you want me to trust you?"

"Tang Jing." His eyes remained unchanged as he watched quietly as an old woman walked out of the dilapidated courtyard. When the woman saw the man behind Song Yuelan, she was startled at first, and then nodded.

"Watch out for Ye Hao." He fell into her ear and said this.

By the time Song Yuelan reacted, the man behind her had disappeared. In its place was a white feather. She bent down to pick it up, put the white feather in her heart, and turned to look at the endless night.

From this moment on, Ye Hao's previous plans all fell through.