Xue Ling squeezed his right wrist hard, and he could suppress the ecstasy in his heart. She can play a lot of tricks, but she is not very good at disguising her emotions when she is nervous. Worry is worry, anger is anger, how can a person who is used to being arbitrary be all-encompassing? Only by tasting all the difficulties can we be protected from poison.

Therefore, it is a blessing that people can still have joys, sorrows, and sorrows. At the very least, there is something in this world that lets you know that you are alive.

It was at this time that Xue Ling came back to her senses, and she forgot what the Huo family was going to do for a while. She doesn't care, she doesn't care about anything else, she only cares about Song Cang's life and death. Even if Qi Qingyi said that Song Cang was dead, she couldn't immediately think about what to do if Song Cang died.

What she thought was, what if Song Cang hadn't died? When she came back, she didn't see any notices along the street saying that the champion had been convicted, and Lao Litou's courtyard was bustling, and no one said that there were any corrupt officials and wicked people in the court. Qi Qingyi is no different from a waste person in these matters, and what she said must be inaccurate.

She hinted at herself all the way and ran wildly to Changchun Palace. Even though the eunuch had warned her the night before, she still came without hesitation. When I came, I didn't think about it at all, if such a big incident happened to Song Cang, did Huo Zhun find something that affected his plan.

Perhaps, give Xue Ling enough time to think about it and choose between the Huo family and Song Cang. Weighing the pros and cons, she may not choose Song Cang. But the choice of people at the moment of saber rattling can best explain their hearts.

It's just that when the eyes are confused, few people can keep their hearts.

Huo Yunwan originally admired Xue Ling very much, but there was such a mess one after another, and it was inevitable that there was a lot of contempt in her tone. didn't know that just such a bitter pit sentence brought Xue Ling endless joy. In order to hide her panic, she leaned on the back of the chair, which made her feel a little dizzy.

Stabilizing his mind, his tone was a little earnest, and he said tentatively: "Where is Su Yan, can Niangniang take me to take a look?" ”

Huo Yunwan narrowed her eyes slightly, leaned her head closer to Xue Ling as if she was looking at something rare, looked at it for a moment, and chuckled: "I should have heard something wrong, how many eyes are staring at that champion now, you have to stick it"? She looked around, came to Xue Ling's ear, lowered her voice, and said tactfully: "What, do you want to rob again?" ”

After speaking, he straightened his body, leaned back on the back of the chair, slowly brushed the armor with his fingertips, and said slowly: "You don't have to be so troublesome, it's better to raise the soup to stop boiling, it's better to draw money from the bottom of the kettle." You just want to .....", Huo Yunwan didn't say all this, raised her face to look at Xue Ling, smiled, and continued: "Hurry up." ”

Xue Ling was looked at by Huo Yunwan like this, and he felt a little weak in vain. She has been here for a long time, and she hasn't asked what happened to Song Cang. But when I heard that people were still alive, I just wanted to see what it was like. No matter where Song Cang is at the moment, who is guarding her, she is not afraid of swords, mountains and fires.

But being ridiculed by Huo Yunwan like this, Fang reacted that he was in a hurry and lost his mind, and it was inevitable that he was a little short of breath. But what made Xue Ling really soften his tone was not this reason. More often than not, she realized that she was begging someone. She was clearly begging Huo Yunwan just now, and what made her even more unacceptable was that she still wanted to beg.

Xue Ling didn't know where Song Cang was, but Huo Yunwan's sentence "I want to rob again" made her instantly understand that Song Cang was probably in prison. And Song Cang has only been in the court for a few months, and with his identity, it is impossible for him to commit any traitorous acts. If you go to prison, you will either turn things over or be framed.

If it is an old thing, Wei Long's temperament will never be kept. Even if you want to use it, you will use it with corpses. Therefore, there is no doubt that he was framed. Song Cang is an upstart of the Son of Heaven, and ordinary means do not have this ability. Therefore, the person behind the scenes is not Huo Zhun, and probably has nothing to do with Huo Zhun.

I'm afraid that in prison, Song Cang is worse than death.

Xue Ling had never really begged anyone, and she had never learned to keep her voice down. Far as when he took Song Cang to find the Su family, it was as close as a few days ago when the Xianbei Palace confronted Tuoba Milling. What she wants, she even grabs it openly, and has never been so careful to please.

She couldn't even get rid of Huo Yunwan as usual, go back to Jiang Mansion, threaten and lure, and forcibly ask Jiang Hong to keep Song Cang. She couldn't wait for a moment of delay on the road, she asked Huo Yunwan to arrange it now to ensure that Song Cang would not die. Moreover, in the face of Huo Zhun, in a short period of time, what Huo Yunwan said should be much more useful than Jiang Hong's mass party.

She couldn't care about Huo Yunwan's contempt, pursed her lips, and said weakly: "Is he okay?" ”

Huo Yunwan still stared at Xue Ling with a light smile, and laughed out loud for a while. She wanted to see Xue Ling for the first time in the Imperial Garden, this little girl told the murder and arson without shock, and then there was Huo Yunsheng's reinstatement that implicated many lives, plus Princess Yongle found the doorman Qi Shiyan to talk about the stroke after Xue Ling had been gone for a long time. Even she, the person who shared the same bed with Wei Long, thought about it for a while, and she was a little cold.

The little girl of sixteen or seventeen is too ruthless.

Seeing that Xue Ling's expression didn't seem to be fake, Huo Yunwan didn't feel that there was any sincerity in friendship, but thought that this scene was getting better and better. But she thought about the Huo family's affairs and asked Xue Ling, so she didn't want to be embarrassed at the moment, so she gave a step by the way, and said: "It should be more comfortable than this palace, after all, the knife has not been glued to the other party's hand." There are really a few more holes, how can I explain it to the world. ”

She pretended to think, her willow eyebrows furrowed slightly, and then she said happily: "What? Beauty saves heroes, lifelong promises, he is your little lover? ”

Xue Ling let out a sigh, even though Huo Yunwan was still in the clouds, but what could be confirmed was that Song Cang was fine for the time being, she finally recovered a little, and said, "Since Niangniang knows the origin, why bother asking." I was in a hurry at the beginning, and I didn't explain many things, and I won't be in the future. It's still early, so it's better for you and me to take care of it from the beginning, so as not to get the last bamboo basket to draw water. ”

Huo Yunwan smiled, paused for a moment, and called the palace maid to renew the tea, and followed Xue Ling's words to go through the affairs of Beijing one by one. The focus is naturally on Su Kai's case. After listening carefully, Xue Ling stopped thinking about looking at Su Yan.

First, it is indeed risky to visit people in the current situation. Second, since he knew that Wei Long and Huo Zhun were jealous of each other, he was not so worried about Su Yan's safety. Xue Ling unconsciously grinned at the corners of her mouth, Song Cang or Su Yan, she was almost indistinguishable.

Huo Yunwan was still chattering, and when she talked more, she understood what was wrong. I don't know how this little young master Xue was raised, and he didn't care about the world, just looking at what she wanted. This method depends on fate. Those who have a good life will have an inch, and they will have an inch.

But if your life is not good, even if you get it. The general trend of the world is pressing, and this square inch is vulnerable and will be wiped out in a blink of an eye.