"Why did you bring her here?"

Song Qi pointed his chin into the pavilion and whispered blame and raised his eyebrows. Pen fun and pavilion www.biquge.info

Raising eyebrows knew who Song Qi meant by "she", turned around and glanced at Concubine Yan, who was sitting quietly on the railing, shook her head, and whispered: "It's not me who wants to take her, it's her who insists on coming." ”

"If she wants to come, you let her come? How inconvenient do you think it is now? Song Qi frowned and said unhappily.

"You don't have to be cold to her all the time." Raised eyebrows and said with some unhappiness: "She has done everything in her power to save you, and she is even willing to exchange her own future with Kim Zhenglei for your life." ”

When these things happened to Qiao Mei, Song Qi was sitting in the prison, where would he know? He listened to the words of the eyebrows, and his heart moved inexplicably, but he still said reluctantly: "But I took her with me, how can I be worthy of Mingyu's spirit in the sky?" ”

"Miss has already accepted Sister Yan before leaving." Frowning, she told Song Qi the secret, but she still couldn't help but say no more secrets. She raised her hand and wiped the corners of her eyes, and softly persuaded Song Qi: "As long as you are happy and safe, I think Miss will be happy in heaven." ”

When Song Qi heard this, his tears couldn't stop flowing, he didn't raise his hand to wipe his tears, but let them flow. Fortunately, it was night, and the eyebrows would not notice that he was crying.

After being silent for a long time, Song Qi raised his hand and gently patted the fragrant shoulder of his eyebrows, and said in a calm tone: "You go back to the pavilion to rest first, I'll just stand here and go over." ”

He nodded his eyebrows, and whispered step by step: "It's cold outside." You go back early, too. ”

Song Qi's head nodded slightly, which was regarded as a promise.

At the moment when Song Qi turned his head to look at the back of the eyebrow and the bonfire in the pavilion, a black shadow flashed three hundred steps away and disappeared into a cluster of black forests next to the pavilion.

At this time, in the hexagonal pavilion, Mao Yong and others were roasting the fire, and they were talking with each other.

Rondo looked at the fire for a while, and couldn't help but speak: "What does this Kim Zhenglei mean?" Since he pardoned Brother Song, why did he not enter the city? Although Rondo is a soldier under Song Qi like Zhan Nian Douqing, because of Lonnie's relationship, he naturally feels that his relationship with Song Qi is on a higher level.

Dou Qing added a piece of firewood to the fire and said, "The strangest thing is that since Kim Zhenglei announced that General Song is a demon, why did he forbid him to go to other countries?" Does he treat General Song as a demon or a wizard? It's not that Dou Qing can't call Song Qi Brother Song, but he feels that calling Song Qi General Song can better express his gratitude and admiration for Song Qi. I think that at the beginning, when Song Qi was a vanguard general, he raised his hand and wiped out the country, how majestic and domineering he was at that time, even their subordinates were extremely glorious.

Zhan Nian rubbed his hands on fire, and said thoughtfully: "I think he treats General Song as a demon in the open and a wizard in secret, for fear that it will be used by other countries and will be unfavorable to him." When he said this, his face flushed with excitement, and he felt that he was able to see through Kim Jong-lei's thoughts, which was really amazing.

Gai Shida took a piece of wood in his hand and swung it around, and snorted coldly in his nose: "I really don't understand, since Jin Zhenglei treats General Song as a genius, why don't you use it, you have to rush around!" ”

In the war year, Gai Shida and Dou Qing are almost allogeneous and concentric. Now everyone calls Kim Jong-ray by his first name, and in everyone's eyes and hearts, Kim Jong-lei's image is even more unbearable than that of the most evil bandit.

"Kim Jonglei is jealous of Brother Song's talent, afraid that he will surpass him." Hao Peng slapped his thigh hard and said angrily.

Ao Bao didn't know whether he was angry or proud, raised his chin, kept chopping and slashing with his hands, and said in an excited tone: "The defense of the country is almost all beaten down by Brother Song, can Kim Zhenglei not be jealous!" I heard that Kim Zhenglei brought 250,000 soldiers to fight the Chu army, but only 100,000 soldiers returned. Compared with Brother Song, he is really half a street behind! ”

"If you are jealous, you are jealous, why do you want to harm Brother Song. Even the tricks of the demon have been used! Feng Dan stretched his leg and said disdainfully.

"It seems that Kim Zhenglei really racked his brains and used all his means in order to frame Brother Song!" Chao Hu sighed heavily.

"Alas, I really didn't expect that Kim Jong-lei looked like a dog, but he was a man and a prostitute." Wu Biao has a fiery temperament and almost scolds out.

"Be quiet." Mao Yong glanced at Wu Biao, Wu Biao stuck out his tongue, Mao Yong lowered his voice and said, "Before leaving Weiguo, no one can tell Brother Song about Miss, understand?" Otherwise, he would not have left the country with peace of mind. Although Kim Jong-lei pardoned Brother Song's capital crime, his heart to kill Brother Song was not dead. Brother Song must not fall into his net again. As he spoke, Mao Yong raised his eyes and looked at Song Qi who was standing outside the pavilion, because the fire in the pavilion was bright and it was pitch black outside, he couldn't even see Song Qi's back clearly.

Zhan Nian straightened up and reminded: "There are still 1,500 miles to the border of Liang from here, and you have to pass through the four counties and fifteen passes of the Weiguo along the way, so everyone has to be very careful." ”

Everyone nodded, and everyone knew in their hearts that with this notice from Kim Jong-lei, the road to Liang Guo must not be smooth sailing, and there must be many dangers.

Concubine Yan did not participate in their conversation. Concubine Yan sat on the railing of the pavilion with her delicate body crooked, leaning her back against the pillar, and slept with her eyes closed. But she listened to their words clearly, word for word. She knew that she had made the right decision, and she was even more determined.

While everyone was talking, Song Qi stood twenty or thirty steps away from the pavilion and looked up at the sky, he was listening, and he didn't listen. He basically heard what other people said, but he didn't hear what Mao Yong said clearly, and he kept his voice too low. Song Qi didn't know what Mao Yong said, his mind was not here at the moment.

He was thinking about Mingyu in his heart, and he felt that he owed Mingyu too much.

He was also thinking about Kim Jong-lei and how to seek revenge on Kim Jong-lei. Unlike Simon Liu, who is just a businessman and just has money, Kim Jong Ray is different, he has the power and the army, and he has access to all the country's resources and resources.

And when the people in the pavilion had spoken and were tired, they stopped their conversation, and rested against the pillars, or against the railings, or on the ground, and rested all night. Eight men rested on one side of the bonfire, while Concubine Yan and Qiao Mei were on the other side of the campfire. The campfire became a chasm between men and women, and no one would cross it after everyone was ready to rest.

Mao Yong stood under the cornices outside the pavilion, with his back against the pillar, and did not close his eyes all night. He felt he had a duty to protect all. Song Qi was always within his sight.

Concubine Yan was also the most beautiful in her sleep, her eyes were slightly closed, her nose moved lightly, and her face was flushed from the light of the fire.

The sleeping position with her eyebrows raised was the most comfortable, and she leaned over to sleep on Concubine Yan's lap. The purpose of her sleeping like this is, of course, to protect Concubine Yan. Although Concubine Yan is as safe as she is here, for some reason, she feels that she has an obligation to protect Concubine Yan.

I don't know how long I slept, Concubine Yan's legs were sore and numb from the eyebrow, and she couldn't help but stretch it and wake up the eyebrow. When she opened her eyes, she saw that the sky was already dark, and the fire had been extinguished, but there was still heat spreading everywhere, she looked up and saw that everyone was still asleep, but she didn't see Song Qi. She looked outside the pavilion and found that Song Qi was still standing where she had seen the stars last night, motionless, as if it were a wooden clay sculpture.

(To be continued.) )