Song Yansheng stood still, raising his eyes to look at the black-clothed attendant facing each other. A strange smile tugged at her lips, "What is this?" I'm leaving, and your sword can't stop me. ”

Yechuntai's business is one of the best in Beijing, and the people lurking in this building are full of practitioners, and their kung fu is never worse than this Xue Blade. As long as Song Yansheng raised his hand, several people would protect him in the blink of an eye, and it would be seen if this Xue Jian had the courage to make any more moves.

"Xue Blade, stand down." A muffled command came from inside, and the door was opened from the inside. It was really Xiao Changyuan, dressed in black, with a tall figure, but he was haggard and weak.

Xue Jian was as unpleasant as his master. After listening to the order, as soon as he loosened his wrist, he took away the sword light and stood aside.

Song Yansheng turned his gaze to Xiao Changyuan.

For this enemy in his previous life, what Song Yansheng hated the most was his ruthlessness and his death. The Xiao family conspiracy and tricks designed to frame the Song family, Xiao Changyuan must have known about it, but he never paid attention to her pleas. That's right, before the plan is completed, who cares about a little orphan girl, dealing with and destroying the Song family is just a part of their plan. The Song family fell, so naturally she was also not left.

Under the entire dark and huge curtain, she herself is just an insignificant little pawn in their rights and interests field, and she can be killed and despised by them.

Song Yansheng rarely recalls the past anymore, that memory is too cruel, when he thinks of the lonely foyer of the Song family in his previous life, the hanging white lanterns, and the scene of the family being ruined, he is painful and hateful. For the ascension of the third prince Duanhong, the Song family has completely become a stepping stone to be suppressed in every way, with many dead and injured and displaced. In this bloodbath, blood relatives died one after another, and that period was a painful nightmare for her.

Yuan Ying said that she had seven tricks in her heart, but she wouldn't know that these were all realized little by little in the difficult days of the Jing'an General's Mansion in her previous life. Her mother said that she spoke early, was deaf and clear-sighted, and was naturally smart and quick-witted. It's just that she has a kind and forbearant personality and has never been bad with others. After her mother in her previous life, she had no one to rely on. There are guns and arrows in the big house, and she is a female doll, and her life is still difficult, and she is only left to be slaughtered.

She asked herself if she had never done anything to kill anyone for money, and the Xiao family slandered her lightly, so she gritted her teeth and endured it. Song Meiheng is seriously ill and can't even ask for a medicine, which is the most hateful part. The Xiao family watched him die of illness and death, using all means without shame.

Xiao Changyuan married her, guarded against her, and poisoned her. This poison has been accumulated for five years, and it is so tired that people describe it as emaciated and terrifying, and every second consumes lives. Xiao Changying suppressed her internally, and the Song family did everything externally, like a hungry wolf, and the huge Song family was eaten up like this.

Song Yansheng looked at the person in front of him, his eyes were dark, and he exhaled slowly and suppressedly. Her gaze was extremely unkind, and Xiao Changyuan was so stabbed that he passed by, and his eyes were lowered instantly. The eyelashes pressed at this time, and the red blood floating in the eye sockets was covered.

His whole person was as if he had walked through the ghost gate, his face was pale, his cheeks were sunken, and he looked like a seriously ill person who was thin and out of shape.

Song Yansheng has never seen Xiao Changyuan like this. Embarrassed, weak, ridiculous.

In the past and present, perhaps at the beginning, all the tables have been turned around from the beginning, and all the trajectories have changed. There is no vicious and mean Song family stepfamily, no defeated Song family, no six princes and the Yuan family who have lost power, and there are only the three princes who were imprisoned and the Jing'an General's Mansion at the end of the strong crossbow.

She smiled slowly, without smugness or triumph, but simply felt that the situation was ridiculous.

"Young Master Xiao."

"You don't recuperate in the mansion, what are you doing in Yechuntai?"

Song Yansheng's eyes can't deceive people, she is laughing at this time, and her eyes only show disgust and indifference.

She looks at people now with some meaningful scrutiny. This is the confidence and momentum naturally formed under pampering and love, some are blind, some are defensive, and more are Qing Lingling's coldness.

The six princes of Fuyun Hall are such eyes. Song Yansheng is simply the same as him.

He suddenly remembered the clear eyes that had brought joy and shyness in the dream fragment. The pair of eyes overlapped with the pair in front of him, and the rounded, slightly upturned apricot eyes could reveal a soft smile when they were slightly bent.

There is no softness in the smile. Quiet, cold, and indifferent, these are the eyes of Song Yansheng today.

"......" Xiao Changyuan suddenly couldn't say anything.

Dreams, reality. She's within reach.

“…… Are dreams real? ”

"And what's all about it now?"

Xiao Changyuan's mind seemed to be split into two parts, one part was a victory, and the other was a nightmare. Realistic dreams, true and false, he is deeply trapped in it, unable to struggle.

The only one who can tell him and free him is Song Yansheng.

However, he couldn't ask a word.

In front of you...... The sound of Song Yan alive. Song Yansheng, who has not suffered the humiliation of the Xiao family, has not suffered the erosion of poison, and has not been killed by a conspiracy.

As if he were in a hysterical disorder, he tried to reach out and touch the eyes of Qing Lingling who were staring at him.

But without touching anything, a crossbow slashed across the air, grazed the back of his hand, and quickly and forcefully nailed to the door of his hand.

"Six girls!"

Song Yansheng frowned and stepped back, feeling disgusted when he looked at it more. She turned her head, listened to the familiar voice and looked down, and ran up the stairs to a person, it was Chunsheng. Later, Yusheng had already gathered the guards and looked at Xiao Changyuan with an unkind face.

"In Yechun Taili, people from the Xiao family are not welcome." When Chunsheng escorted her, Xiao Changyuan had already taken his hand. The arrow was so sharp that the man who shot it was so high that it grazed the back of his hand, leaving a trail of blood as a warning. If you were more deliberate, you would have nailed his hand on the spot.

With such speed and accuracy, even Xue Jian next to him was a step slower.

Yechuntai is Song Yansheng's territory, and most of the people around her seem to be Crouching Tiger, Hidden Dragon. Xue Jian looked at the six girls of the Song family, only to feel that she was short and mediocre, but she was able to run the business of the huge Daye Chuntai and drive so many talented people. What's more, his own son-in-law is also ...... And this anomaly is also inseparable from her.

"Not bad. The people of the Xiao family, don't dirty my place in Yechuntai. ”

Song Yansheng didn't look back again, the stars walked under the moon, their backs were cold, and their tones were full of boredom and disgust.

As she went downstairs, she commanded, "Yusheng, send off!" Ground ...... Don't. ”

Xue Jian suddenly held his breath. Xiao Changyuan didn't look at the injury on his hand, looked at the man's back, and called out in a deep voice: "Song Yansheng!" ”

"Do you really hate me like that? Hate me?! ”

Song Yansheng was coldly shouted by him, a little surprised, her steps paused, and she said strangely, "Do you still need to ask?" I don't want to see you. ”

There was no movement from the back.

A second, a second, after a moment of silence, there was a faint burst of laughter, first low, then louder and louder, and finally almost madness.

He laughed, dressed in black and white-faced, not like a normal person.

"I know, I know, heh, heh......"

"I see."

Song Yansheng looked at his terrifying appearance, and when he closed his gaze in surprise, the cold hairs on his whole arm stood on end. Yusheng sent people to besiege people, just to prevent him from going crazy for a while and trying to hurt the six girls of his family. It's just that the laughter then stopped abruptly, and Xiao Changyuan coughed up a mouthful of blood and fainted to the ground.

"It's really hard to get between the words." Hengbo looked at the brows in front of him and frowned again and again, and immediately reached out to help Song Yansheng and go downstairs, "Don't look at the girl, your eyes are dirty." ”

Since then, Xiao Changyuan has not appeared in front of her again.

Song Yansheng still had palpitations about Xiao Changyuan, who suddenly went crazy in Yechun Tai last time, and always felt uncomfortable. But fortunately, there were other things that gradually diluted her shadow of that scene.

In the depths of winter, Song Qinsheng got married. The Xu family is rich and rich, and the dowry is enough to decorate a room. Song Qinsheng proudly put on her wedding dress and sat in the Xu family's wedding sedan chair.

The main road from Suzaku Street to Song's house was lively all day.