Song Bingqian recalled.

In an instant, it was like a flint, and it was ashes and vanished.

Ye Feng stopped the woman, he thought he was going to surprise her—but he didn't expect it to bring him fright.

It's good now, and the good mood is gone.

Originally, I was invited to drink with the second son, but at this time, I was completely out of interest.

I had to ask: "Second son, is Miss Ye okay?" Can you say hello for me? I'm going home. ”

The second prince also said with a surprising tacit understanding: "Governor Song, I also resigned because of this matter." ”

"That's good." Song Bing replied, and then sighed heavily, and then picked up the small black waterfall at his chin.

"Hey, I didn't expect it...... It's out of this file, it's okay now, see how I ?!! with Li Gong bus"

Baili Xi, Gonggong Li specially rushed over from the capital to find the whereabouts of Princess Yunmeng in Shucheng.

He clutched the half-opened envelope in his hand and read on.

"Lord Song, the emperor sent me to search for Yunmeng this time, and I also ask Lord Song to keep it very secret, this is a royal decree given by the emperor, you can use it anytime and anywhere - unless it is absolutely necessary, don't easily reveal Zhu Xuanyan's true identity."

"I can't...... Tell who is Zhu Xuanyan, this is related to the royal bloodline. ”

"But people—there are no two in this city."

Song Bingcheng didn't know how Gonggong Li found out the news, but he had to keep this secret letter in mind and then destroy it in one fell swoop.

The stove, glowing with a faint blue fire, was extremely hot.

The tail of the fire is moving (chaotic), so at this moment, Song Bingqian is in no mood.

He suspected that Ye Fengzhu was the real Zhu Xuanyan.

It's just that when he was five years old, he saw her in person.

And in the present, that is, fifteen years later, Zhu Xuanyan's face is no different from when she was a child.

It's nothing more than a little more melancholy and confusion of adults.

"Zhu Xuanyan, I owe you as such, and I will save you from the fire this time."

"Exactly...... Whether the pomegranate death was caused by accident or not, he will definitely find out. Song Bingyu thought to himself.

"Ten years ago, your mother, Concubine Wang Gong, did me a small favor, otherwise, I would not have lived until now, and enjoyed the joy and happiness in front of me so peacefully, all this is destined to be repaid."

"And the time has come."

As if he had made up his mind, Song Bingqian swore to the sky.

But what he didn't know was that Dump Shui Ran actually sent someone to follow him to his mansion and eavesdrop on his monologue.

Surrounded by ambergris, the smoke is wet and wet.

In the middle of summer, the sky is clear and blue, in case there is not a trace of clouds.

Suddenly, I heard Song Bingqian instruct the little servant: "Tell me to go down." ”

But I couldn't hear what he was talking about.

Vague words, after all, you can't hear it.

He then went to a hallway.

"And he lay it in his bed."

"I want to come...... This Governor of Song is still extremely cunning, and he keeps an eye on it, in case the partition wall has ears and the news is stolen. ”

"It's us who are on guard." The Purple Flowing Meteor Dart was personally planted by Dump Shui Ran in the undercover agent of the Four Seas State - Wang Xing, regardless of his previous suspicions, to deal with things for him, all of which came from the amount of silver that Dump Shui Ran gave him.

As long as it is done, it is a lot of money.

Pouring water has always known talents, and at that moment in the fairyland, he saw that Wang Xing was a jade Buddha with a bright mind and a wrist comparable to that of a light.

Don't look at the greenness and immaturity of Wang Xing's face, as well as the oncoming breath of sunshine that can be smelled on his face, it is bright and unclean, and it is the most obscured way to hide his true face.

She...... Ye Feng stopped thinking that he was wrong.

Everyone who has seen the wrong place in the fairyland. Including Zhang Yixiao, who wanted to harm her, she could call her Brother Yixiao at that time.

It is...... Wang Xing, her younger brother, she didn't expect that she would plot her life for her own selfish interests and money, right?

Wang Xing, this kid...... In the past, he poured water, but he could see that he coveted the fat of "Ye Feng Stop", and whoever placed the fat meat around him would be hungry for a look or two, right?

What's more...... Ye Feng stopped that big beauty, she was beautiful, slender and jade, talented, charming and resentful, which made people inseparable from the eyeballs.

Ye Feng stopped in the eyes of each of them, they were all unique, peerless and dust-free, a pure land.

Not contaminated by any man.

But they were by no means unexpected-in Yu Shui Ran's eyes, Ye Fengzhu, a woman who was inferior and inferior, a water-based poplar woman, was worthless.

He could never try to erase the memory and pain she had brought him.

It was a scar on his, deep, deep.

It's just that no matter how much she repays, she can't pay it back.

Now, Pour Water has finally let this woman taste all the tastes, sour, sweet, bitter, spicy, everything, everything.

How will she have to make amends so that he can truly forgive her for her mistakes?

Ye Feng stopped and woke up, she knew.

Pouring water is always cold and ruthless, but on the ship shaped like a bow and moon, he is not like that at all, and now that I think about it, I am afraid it is an illusion.

Even the ship was an illusion, and so was the past with all the people.

Even if she can remember the residual burning sensation and realism - the grandeur under the chase.

"Dai Qing...... Say, why did he do this to me? Ye Feng's eyes were already red. Zero Long Literature Network

"Why did he save me, and make me look hideous, so that I could not live in peace?"

"He said he was going to marry me, I'm afraid this has been a lie for a long time."

"There is no true feeling in the world, everything is just a means to play tricks on people."

"I'm still begging for luxury, to delusion." Ye Feng stopped talking to himself, beat his chest and said, "Karma is retribution, there is a beginning and an end, if you plant melons, you will get melons, and if you plant beans, you will get beans......"

She was already smiling bitterly, babbling gibberish, and stumbling.

"My price is coming, this is what God still has ...... The punishment given to me made me change my mind and stop doing evil. ”

"How are you doing evil, and what are you talking about?!" Dai Qing looked at the pitiful Ye Feng who was prostrate in front of him in front of him, and his expression was confused.

She did lose her temper...... He looked flustered and in a trance.

Half-asleep, half-human, half-ghost.

"Ye Feng stops, you don't want to be like this." Dai Qing said.

He stared at the corner of Ye Feng's mouth, there was a teardrop that refused to fall, and there was a tear stain that was always connected to the other end of the eye, which was constantly moving, whimpering, and reaching his heart, making him empathize, piercing, and inexplicably uncomfortable.

Ye Feng stopped and recalled that the clouds and smoke of the past resurfaced little by little. Breaking through the unfazed water and moon mirror flowers, the dark tide is surging.

When she came to the ship, she was indeed struck by it.

She did come to the ship for the person called Dumping Water - and the original intention was to find Wu Wuqing, that is, to arrive at the destination of Shucheng, and find Qiao Nan in this world through Wu Wuqing, in a vain attempt to peel off the cocoon, but in the end, the more and more chaotic it became, the cocoon bound itself, and the deeper and deeper it became.

She doesn't love anyone, she ends up loving only one person!

That was Qiao Nan, the boy who appeared in the Qiongyu Pavilion of Sea Moth Mountain in her dreams day and night.

But he was no longer in the world, how could she try to find that person!

No one has a past life and this life, and even if there is, the past life and this life are not the same person at all.

Although it was exactly the same form, it was not that person.

The Xuanjie method brought her lust and entanglement.

It's all - the man called Feng Xuanya has brought her all this sorrow and joy, distress and entanglement, and even disillusionment!

Sorrow continues......

With her brows burning, she now only wants to seek a glimmer of relief.

A smile, but it is a coolness that penetrates into the bottom of my heart.

She finally reacted.

Dai Qing is that person, the man called Feng Duanya, holding a waterfall sword and wearing a white fox acacia pattern mask, appeared in the market.

In order to lure her out, to lure her into falling step by step, stepping into a cycle of death, to accept this cruel and purgatory-like torture.

Despite the glimmer of light, like heaven, the place appeared for a moment, completely ...... It's the eighteenth layer of hell.

Why did he do this......

Is he also an illusioned devil?

How should she think about all these people who have been stumbled and involved in her fate, how should she think about all this, how should she think about him, how should she think about him, and how she wants to pour water......

Do they all have grievances from their previous lives to punish her and take revenge on her?

"Dai Qing ......" Ye Feng stopped breaking the silence and changed his silence.

Because she knew that the only thing she could hold in front of her at this time was Dai Qing's life-saving straw, although he was the one who brought her into this quagmire......

And he is bound to be able to take her out of this quagmire.

"What am I going to do, you can help me."

"How the hell am I going to get out!"

"Is it only one death that I can see that man pour water out of my eyes?"

"Why didn't he let me go and torture me over and over again."

"I shouldn't have done this, forgetting the previous suffering!"

"Why should I believe men's nonsense, you are all liars, liars, liars......" Ye Fengzhu said too much, her mouth was dry, she beat the chest of the person in front of her Dai Qing vigorously, and because her face was burned, she was exhausted, and finally lost her strength, described as withered, collapsed on him, confused, and fell into a coma.

The tears hanging in the corners of her eyes and mouth are still rubbed by the wind, and they are slightly swaying?

She couldn't help but have another strange dream. The corners of his mouth were slightly raised, like happiness in a shallow smile.

On the other side of the dream, there were only the two of them.

If you want to say who the two of them are, it has to be the second son and Ye Feng stopped.

Happiness, however, is not true happiness.

Rather, it is in an extremely extreme way to obtain a trace of the feeling of almsgiving, which is to pray, to look up.

What he gives to her is happiness, and the so-called price is nothing more than that.

One person is willing to fight, and one person is willing to suffer.

At that time, in the fairyland, he planted a Gu for her.

That Gu was planted at the tip of her heart.

Why did she ...... that way? Go on, love for him, continue her feelings for her?

He will pity her when he sees it, and he will give her a loss of sympathy, and she will be able to heal her wounds, at all costs!

This is what she repaid him, and she only hopes that the love Gu can make her change her past and let him see the deep love for him in her heart.

Until now, she can't forget that love.

Her love for him alone is thick but not dissolved.