After a pause, he added, "This thing is very easy to use, if you like it, I'll give you one when I go back." ”

Shi Qingran was paralyzed and didn't move, his mind was full of scenes of brains flowing out of the hole, and there was a lot of uproar, and he really couldn't raise the mood to talk to him relaxed and happy.

There was too much blood in front of her eyes, and there were almost many phantoms in front of her eyes, and her stomach turned over and over.

Although Song Yuchen was smiling, the coldness that surrounded him couldn't be dispersed no matter what.

He only had to get a little closer, and the impersonal coldness changed his way to drill into the cracks of Shi Qingran's bones.

The thought of the thin boat still wrapped around his wrist made her not bother to chat with him.

So Shi Qingran was silent, pretending to be deaf and dumb was very unqualified, and his shoulders were still trembling slightly.

The two phases were silent.

After a while, Song Yuchen lifted his eyelids to look at her, his tone suddenly cooled, and he said lightly, "Don't cry." ”

Shi Qingran was stunned when he heard this, raised his hand to wipe his face, and wiped the coldness of his palm.

Only then did she realize that she was busy rubbing her palms against the hem of her clothes.

After rubbing, she immediately denied it, turned her face and denied humanity, "I didn't cry!" ”

Seeing Song Yuchen's pale lips move, as if he wanted to say something, Shi Qingran glared fiercely, ready to turn his face with him on the spot if he dared to say half a mocking word.

Song Yuchen is good at many things, especially falling into the well.

If he saw that she was ugly, he would never let go of such a good opportunity to see the stitches.

Sure enough, Song Yuchen looked over condescendingly in the next second.

His slender figure was wrapped in a moonlit silver-white robe, and there were a few faint reds on his left waist, like a little plum blossom on the icy and snowy ground.

But this time he was very unexpected, and after two glances, his tone was still unusually calm.

"Don't tell me you've grown so big that you've never seen a dead person before today."

Shi Qingran said fiercely with that kind of spirit, "I just haven't seen it, even if I do, why should I tell you!" ”

Song Yuchen was about to say another more, when a secret guard jumped out of nowhere beside him and bent towards him, "Your Highness, someone brought it over." ”

Song Yuchen let out an "um", and in the blink of an eye, his face returned to expressionlessness, "Bring it up." ”

After saying this, he didn't look at Shi Qingran again.

Tears wiped and fell, filling his eyes for no reason.

Shi Qingran gritted her teeth and was about to say a few more words, but suddenly remembered her brother's question before she got married-Do you really know Song Yuchen?

At that time, she had only heard some rumors, but she was already convinced, and she did not hesitate to insist that she understood.

"What if you regret it?"

"I don't regret it."

The storyteller praised this highness, who was a legend from head to toe, to the sky, as if all the good words in the world were born for him.

So at that time, she didn't know that since he was the king of Zhennan and the commander of the Xuanjia Battalion, the country's heavy weapon, he would naturally have some unique drastic methods and straightforwardness.

But that's also true.

He is a handsome boy who can play with folding fans and export chapters, and he is also a cold-blooded general who can ride horses on the battlefield and fight horses.

Whether it was before or now, in fact, Song Yuchen has never changed in any way, it's just that she takes it for granted too much, and now that the truth is revealed, she can't stand it.

Thinking of this, Shi Qingran couldn't say half a word again, and there was a squirming movement in her ears, guessing that the dog official county order was brought up, she immediately shut up.

Zhao Xianling was recuperating in the backyard, lazily telling the master to remember to urge the cook to send the tiger skin elbow over for the rest of the night, and suddenly a group of black-clothed people broke in for no reason, carrying one of his subordinates in his hand.

As soon as he saw him, he howled, and when he was done, he began to cry.

One of the men in black glanced at the two of them with his fierce eyes, and a gloomy voice came through behind the mask, "Which of you is the county commander?" ”

The master immediately straightened up and raised a hand to poke at Zhao Xianling's head.

As the saying goes, there are three holes in the cunning rabbit.

I often walk by the river, how can I not get my shoes wet. Zhao Xianling's heart was bright and clear, he was not blinded by three meals of lard a day, and he found a way to get out of Wanguan's family fortune early, and also found a way to get out of the whole body for himself.

It's a pity that a surprise soldier fell from the sky, and as soon as he came up, he couldn't help but tie up Zhao County's order into human meat dumplings, making his three caves useless ornaments in vain.

Not only that, but this group of people in black has almost reached the peak of their unkindness.

Seeing the master's point, they immediately rushed forward, and dozens of pairs of men's hands groped up and down Zhao Xianling's body for a while, and after confirming that nothing was found, they lifted him up again.

The hands and feet are exactly the same as the posture of the little catcher.

Zhao County is used to being powerful, how can he stand this kind of treatment as a pig, even if he mentions Zhongqi, he roared fiercely, "Which way are you thieves, even the official dares to rob?" Don't you want to live! ”

The man in black who asked just now didn't talk nonsense to him, he simply slapped him neatly, and reached out to take away the master who was waiting for an opportunity to escape.

Xiao Yu was so frightened that tears fell from his eyes, and a whimper came out of his throat like some kind of small beast.

The master was just about to open his mouth to inquire about something, when he heard the man in black gently "tsk", and then a dark cold light flashed in front of his eyes.

Before he could see what was happening, he was inevitably sprayed all over his face by a stream of heat.

Reach out and touch it, and the hands are bright red.

To be able to sit in this position next to the county master, how can you do without two brushes.

The master thought that he had also seen some strong winds and waves, and at this moment, seeing such a situation, the words that had reached the back of his lips and teeth were frightened back again.

After a while, Song Yuchen saw a county magistrate with half of his face red and swollen like freshly steamed buns, and a dumbfounded rabbit cub master.

Zhao County ordered this person, in the first half of his life, to buy and sell officials, and finally poured himself into the position of the beauty difference who does not do practical things.

In the second half of his life, he was completely comfortable, drunk and singing at night, enjoying the bliss of the world.

Being a man has done his part, and to some extent it can be regarded as very satisfying.

If he wants to say that he does not have strategy and ambition, he must not lack careful eyes and twists and turns.

Seeing that the person in the seat was arrogant and graceful, he immediately changed his words, and said with a smile, "This little brother, which way are you on, what do you want, let's discuss, let's discuss." ”

Song Yuchen said, "I have only heard of thieves robbing homes and houses, and the government does things for the people, but I have never heard of the county lord taking the initiative to beg for mercy from the bandits." ”

Zhao Xian Ling didn't come back to his senses, the master rolled his eyes, reacted first, and rushed forward to ask, "Dare to ask Your Excellency-"

The secret guard on the side stepped forward, "Your Highness, the prisoners are here, and we will retreat." ”

"Hmm."

Your Highness?

There are only a few kinds of people in this world who can be called His Royal Highness, except for the prince and grandson, who are princes.

And in today's world, the royal family is weak to that point, and there is only one person who can be called His Royal Highness.

Before the weak crown, he turned the tide, helped the mountains and rivers to tilt, snatched back half of the country from the barbarians with his own strength, splashed ink, and re-engraved the surname of the Song family.