If Jiang Fu's drug had been swallowed directly, this meeting should have come earlier. However, Jiang Hong and others were afraid that the food would be easy to be detected, so they changed the pot of water as an introduction, although the medicinal properties were worse, but it was much more comprehensive.

In the final analysis, the conspiracies and conspiracy in this world are all in the dark and in the open, and there is no intention.

Xue Ling lifted the curtain, the Kong Ming lock in his hand was not lost, and the stone shook crisply. After looking Huo Zhun up and down, Fang stood up and smiled, moved the chair forward, and then sat opposite Huo Zhun with a playful look in his eyes.

Without the light veil to cover up, she was close again, and Huo Zhun could finally see Xue Ling clearly. I didn't realize it just now, but now that I look closely, this face should be a little familiar. But the only images left in my mind are blurry fragments, and I really can't remember what year, month, when and place I had a relationship with this appearance.

Only the Lord has already sat out, and if he is silent, it will inevitably be too much. Therefore, he had a thousand clues, but he forced himself to press it and said: "Who is the girl, since I know that I am the prime minister of the dynasty, I am afraid that such an invitation will be unsatisfactory." ”

Xue Ling grinned slightly, shook the Kong Ming lock in his hand, raised his eyebrows and said: "I want to ask Huo Xiang to borrow something, the Zhu Mansion of the Xiangxiang Mansion is deep and the door is wide." I have been denied entry several times, and I have no choice but to take the liberty of asking the adults to go." The stone dripping and turning in the cage did not stop, and she also leaned over, revealing domineering in the same laziness as Huo Zhun.

Hearing this absurdity, Huo Zhun didn't change his color, looked at the hot water in the pot on the table, stretched out his hand to refill the full cup for himself, put it to his mouth and took a sip, and said: "I think it's a dog's eye, snubbing the girl, I don't know what the girl wants to borrow, but all the ..... in the family."

"I shouldn't have bothered Huo Xiang", Xue Ling interrupted Huo Zhun with a smile, his eyes stopped on the tea bowl and did not take it away. This kind of trick, the Su family has seen a lot. It's just to take some things in hand and pretend to be calm, but unfortunately there are still a lot of things to do this night, otherwise she would have been able to watch Huo Zhun perform for a while.

"But today is Zhongyuan." The hour had already passed, but the sky had not yet dawned, and it was not a mistake to say that it was fifteen nights, and the two people in the house would not have paid attention to this. It's fine, but at this point, the sadness still swells up in my throat and blocks my throat.

Xue Ling stood up and turned around, turned his back to Huo Zhun, looked at the figure of Xue Li sitting in the innermost, and muttered lightly: "Today is Zhongyuan"... Her eyes were moist, her voice was dumb, and she said slowly, "Festival." ”

Today is the Midyear Festival.

I couldn't see the facial features behind him, and my daughter's clothes fit the general's sideburns, and the weird feeling of dislocation suddenly came to my face. Huo Zhun has been up and down for several years, and the hundred officials currently dare to cross their eyebrows, and the opposite side of the Son of Heaven will not lose the battle. Even if you are afraid of this night, you can still hold yourself. Until now, Fang has irrepressible apprehension.

In addition, Xue Ling's "festival" is neither male nor female, like a mute person who makes people hard-picked, which makes him feel even more uncomfortable.

"Everyone worships their ancestors, and every family welcomes the spirit. But my father, the soul is nowhere to be found, the dry bones are hard to find, I want to borrow...".

Huo Zhun was still exploring, but Xue Ling turned around suddenly, with a smile on his face, his eyes were clear, and he had the same crisp and tender voice as Chu Chu, and said, "I want to borrow Huo Xiang's hand." ”

She remembered the excerpts of the sixteen cities in the northwest without a war, remembered Qi Shiyan crying at several daughters, remembered Jiang Hong shouting that Xue Yihan violated the courtier's way, and remembered that Huo Yunwan said that the Huang family played a game.

She took two steps forward, pressed her fingers on the back of the guillotine, and looked forward to it: "Look at the Jinluan Palace, the yellow robe of the Son of Heaven, the civil and military officials, who does not have my father's blood on his hands?" ”

"In this case, please have mercy on me and borrow your hands. With Huo Xiangzhuyu in front, others will have a law. When the building collapses, and the dirty hands of you people gather, my father's bones and blood will be in one place, and the lonely soul will have a place to rely on, and I will have a place to worship, which should be the scene of this festival? ”

She pushed the guillotine two inches over, with a very yearning look, and asked, "Huo Xiang, isn't it?" ”

The expected crying and begging for mercy or panicking or losing his soul or other things, everything Xue Ling wanted to see from Huo Zhun was not seen by her. Even if she made enough gestures, half-truths and half-truths said some things horribly terrifying.

Huo Zhun just listened fearlessly, his eyebrows didn't move at all, but it made Xue Ling suspect that the cup of tea he drank was really calm and not fake. After Xue Ling stopped, Huo Zhun's gaze stayed on the guillotine for a long time and did not move away.

Although there is no big worry, Xue Ling is still not completely relaxed, his right hand has been touching Pingyi in his sleeve, and it is his left hand that is used to push the guillotine. Leaning forward, the sleeves were not enough to cover the wrists, and the scar was unobstructed.

Huo Zhun didn't pay much attention to this, but the guillotine looked strange, he heard Xue Ling say so much, and he knew that tonight was more auspicious, but he was calm. That knife, judging by its size, is estimated to be able to cut off a person's wrist by brute force, but if this girl had such a thought, why bother to find a knife that is not suitable.

People are dying, and it seems ridiculous to pay attention to this. He stared at the knife, as if he was obsessed with it before his death, and he had to know what this knife did before before he could go on the road with peace of mind.

Is it to go on the road, he raised his head, without the slightest hesitation, and said to Xue Ling categorically: "You are, Xue Yihan's daughter." ”

On the contrary, Xue Ling was stunned, she was waiting for Huo Zhun to guess her identity, but she didn't expect Huo Zhun to not even have a temptation, and he didn't guess his son, he guessed "Xue Yihan's daughter".

She is not as good as Huo Zhun and these people can hide her feelings, although the stunned face is fleeting, but Huo Zhun is extra careful, how can he miss it. Seeing Xue Ling lose his mind, he knew that he had made the right bet.

Xue Yihan, this dog, how can he have a daughter?

Back then, the Huo family didn't catch up with anyone, wasn't it, just because the Huo family chased Xue Yihan's son, not Xue Yihan's daughter?

He gritted his teeth, but lifted his weight lightly, refilled another glass of water, and said, "I guessed correctly, Xue Ling." ”

There was the sound of rain dripping outside the window, Huo Zhun had heard the bow dagger explain to Xue Ling before, "There is only one hour at most", guessing that these people must have some urgent matters to deal with, and they must be related to the Huo family.

When he came back alive, it had become an unlikely thing, and he didn't bother to waste his mind on unrealistic ideas, he just wanted to delay as much time as possible, first, to buy more time for the people who came to rescue him, and second, to drag Xue Ling here, so that she couldn't take care of Huo Yunsheng.

Although there is little hope of success, it is better than sitting still. Huo Zheng was very, as soon as he saw that Xue Ling was a daughter's family, he saved a lot of details and went straight to the point. It can't be said that Jiang Fu and the others are inferior, it's just that they were not in a hurry to calculate Xue Ling at that time.

The cup of tea poured first may indeed be as Xue Ling thought, but it was just an instinctive timidity for the unknown, at least Huo Zhun's second cup of tea was really fearless.

Death is merely dead, how can he ever be afraid? Not only was he not afraid, but he could also ask Xue Ling as a matter of course: "Why didn't you die three years ago?" I am not afraid that Xue Yihan is in a hurry waiting on Huangquan Road. ”

He said to himself: "Back then, the old man specially responded to his request to leave you with a whole corpse. Yun Sheng didn't dare to slack off, and he didn't even allow Jiang Fu'er to cut off a leg, otherwise he wouldn't have a cold face with Jiang Hong." He leaned forward, removed Xue Ling's left hand, and closed the guillotine, the elder was kind and affectionate.

"You're not dead, how can I explain to Xue Yihan."