At that time, when she heard from Lang'er that Zhao Xianling's face was calm when he died, she was very disdainful, thinking that this rumor was a little too shocking.

Embattled and ruined, how can anyone die in such an environment with a calm and happy face?

Zhao Xianling tied his head to the waistband of his trousers, and did all the corrupt and bad things, and after so many years in the fish and meat township, he did not have a decent wife, nor did he leave a son and a half daughter.

As soon as the incident occurred in the east window, the family wealth was scattered, and he died in a foreign land, and he never left any thoughts.

In the past so many years, he has been very greedy and very happy, although it seems to be aimless, but it is smooth enough.

But in such a smooth life, he just killed His Royal Highness the King of Zhennan, a fierce god with a vicious aura all over his body, and as soon as he appeared, he didn't even give him time to buffer and deal with it, so he took it away cleanly.

Zhao Xianling has been walking by the river for so many years, he can be regarded as a frequent visitor, and he has never had any accidents, but this time he fell into the ditch without paying attention.

Not only did my shoes get wet, but my socks were soaked.

Dying like this, not only is everyone shouting and beating, but also stinking for thousands of years, how can it be possible not to have any resentment?

When she died, her face was serene, and she could think of what kind of lie it was if she thought about it on her little toes.

Everyone said that Wangcheng was a good place, and when they mentioned it, their faces were full of envy, as if they could get some kind of good fortune by saying it a few more times, but no one knew that this was actually a treasure land for the birth of scripts and dramas.

People live longer and longer, and they can hear such words, and see that they are spread to such absurd points with false rumors.

The master said, Confucius said that only women and villains are difficult to raise.

The first time I heard this, Shi Qingran was only ten years old, and in addition to IQ, he also had a height compared to those who were of the same age.

At that time, she was sitting on a stone bench, her legs swaying and not touching the ground, and she looked up and asked her master, "Does this mean that the woman is a villain?" ”

The master pinched a handful of snow-white beards, half-squinted his eyes and shook his head, "No." The words of the saints have a long history, and it is true that they are all true. ”

Shi Qingran poked his face again and again, "Then I'm also a woman, am I also a villain?" ”

The master still shook his head with half-squinted eyes, but his tone was slightly hesitant, "That's it...... Slightly worse. ”

"My brother said that villains are people of bad character. If I'm a woman, I'm also a villain, so I'm not behaving well, right? ”

The first half of the sentence was said by the owner, and the owner of the village is also a good word.

Since it is a good word, it is naturally a certain truth, and he cannot be allowed to question it.

The master opened his eyes, no longer shook his head, and wiped a cold sweat tremblingly, "The words of the sage have the ancient positive and the present negative, and the ancient negative and the present, so ...... Therefore ......"

He had been dead for a long time, and he hadn't been able to come up with anything.

Her brother used to say that if the person you're talking to can't answer, it means that what you're saying is right, and he can't refute it.

Shi Qingran was flattered, and naturally thought that he was self-taught for the first time, and he could draw inferences, so he was very happy, and ran to Shi Xuan to show off proudly,

"Brother, I wish you can marry a villain with both good looks in the future."

At that time, Shi Xuan was pinching a cup of tea, and he almost lost his temper in front of his subordinates when he heard the sound.

He coughed lightly with difficulty, and after asking what was going on, he let out a soft smile, "Ran, that's not what I mean. ”

"What does that mean?" she asked. ”

"That is to say, where there are many women, there are many rights and wrongs."

Shi Qingran poked his face again and said solemnly, "Then, I wish you can marry a talented person in the future." ”

“......”

At that time, she agreed with this point of view, and even admired the old gentleman who she had never met and was respectfully called Confucius, but now it seems that this statement is not complete.

For example, the group of secret guards raised by Song Yuchen's side, eating unusual food and doing unusual things, should keep unusual secrets.

At this juncture, the whole country is worried about disaster relief and comforting the displaced people, not to mention that they are communicating with each other, and it is still difficult to protect themselves, so how can they spare energy to take care of others.

Zhao Xianling was lucky to become a bird, and after his death, he would be taken out and talked about often, even when he went to sit in the teahouse today, Shi Qingran could hear the idlers at the next table discussing this matter.

Eating melon seeds while talking, it can be called a lively fragrance of eyebrows flying.

The case caused a sensation all over the country, and Zhao Xianling, as a first-class criminal in this case, should be very important logically.

At least until he fully explained something, his life, which had been soaked in the people's fat, was still very precious and worthy of careful care.

But such an important prisoner died inexplicably before he was successfully escorted back to Beijing, and the news was not completely blocked and digested inside, and it flowed out so openly.

It's just a matter of flowing out, and it just flows into Lang'er's ears.

Even a person like Lang'er, who is not keen on listening to gossip, has gotten the news, and can retell it so realistically, what kind of unbearable appearance will be spread in the market, Shi Qingran can guess a little.

In this way, the Dark Guards are not as reliable as they are legendary.

But speaking of which, according to Song Yuchen, these secret guards are his shadows, and they should follow him like a shadow.

The so-called shadow is more terrifying than not leaving.

It means that when he eats, dresses and even sleeps, he will have one or more pairs of eyes watching, so is it the same at this moment?

Shi Qingran thought that although his skin was thicker, it was far from thick enough that even the bed could be shown to a group of big men.

Thinking of this, Shi Qingran was a little frightened, sat up a little upright uncomfortably, and grinded his teeth with him, "Your Highness, I haven't asked you yet, why did you suddenly appear in my bed in the middle of the night?" ”

Song Yuchen didn't answer and asked, "Otherwise, do you think I should appear in whose bed?" ”

“......”

Is that the point?

Shi Qingran's face was paralyzed.

He said this casually, even with a somewhat relaxed smile, but Shi Qingran keenly felt the corner of his forehead jump fiercely.

The pictures seen in the daytime came flooding again, and the woman's voice and smile appeared clearly in front of her, slowly blending with the eyebrows of the person in front of her.

Song Yuchen seemed to like to see her stupid and stunned appearance, chuckled, grabbed her arm unceremoniously, and pulled the person into his arms with almost no effort.

Shi Qingran's mind was full of those secret guards who came and went like the wind and the smiling side face of the unknown woman, and he was startled by his posture, and immediately struggled stiffly, "What to do?" ”

Song Yuchen said, "Didn't you say you're sleepy, go to sleep." ”

Shi Qingran struggled to sit up, "I'm suddenly not sleepy again!" ”

“......”

The moment he pushed him away, Shi Qingran subconsciously sniffed it, and it was a cold fragrance that entered his nose along with the slightly cold air.

This is the taste that Song Yuchen has always had.

Clean, pure and clear, there is no resemblance to his own temperament.

Shi Qingran was a little puzzled, and sniffed it fiercely again.

Song Yuchen lowered his eyes and glanced at her, and said lukewarmly, "Ranran, what are you doing?" ”