When Song Yunhe first arrived in the Qin Kingdom, he bought two safety bags, one was fed to Song Changzhen, and the other was eaten into his body. Therefore, whether it is the Qin State or the interior of Kyushu, the weapon that can hurt her life is almost non-existent.

And a disabling injury like a chopping hand is sure to bounce off.

Only the Qingyan that was given to Chai Yu at the beginning could break through the screen of the safety bag and then cut off the connection.

"Can you think clearly, it's something that can even cut half of the city tower, are you sure he won't cut your whole person in half?" Tao Sang was so cold that he was almost shivering, the Qingyan in Chai Yu's hand can be called the artifact of the world, and with the inexplicable chaotic entanglement between the two of them at the moment, who knows if there will be a bloody misunderstanding.

"How heartless I am to let him do it himself. Song Yunhe sighed a little speechlessly, "Naturally, I have to think of other ways." ”

"What other way can it be? Not to mention that there is no reason to send things back, just take the dangerous power of the sword itself, who is willing to pay it back?"

"I didn't want him to pay it back. Song Yunhe said that he was given to help him, "It is okay to borrow it and use it." ”

"You're naïve. Tao Sang complained, "How can you two borrow it if you two are in this situation?"

Song Yunhe lowered his head and thought for a moment, "There is one person who should be willing to help." ”

"Huh?"

"Young Master Wen. Song Yunhe replied.

Wen Suling can definitely borrow Qingyan from Chai Yu's hand.

"Okay, let's try it first. Tao Sang couldn't think of a better candidate for this, "Who are you going to send to her for help? ”

Song Yunhe thought about the people around him, but none of them could avoid Song Changzhen's dispatch.

"If you want others to wear here and still buy and buy like you, I don't know how many armed forces have been built, you see what you have tossed? When it is really useful, there is nothing!" Tao Sang was no longer able to complain, "In this situation, you don't want to hide it from your emperor brother anymore, this thing can't be done without him, and besides, you have to lose a hand, and in the end he will know, do you think he will cripple me who doesn't report it?" I don't want to be disabled, let alone die." ”

Song Yunhe hesitated slightly and said, "Then, I want to know how to talk to him." ”

"Then I'll take someone out early, if you discuss it with him, let people come to Qin Pingle Hall to call me, if no one comes to call me, I will hide and not come back." ”

Song Changzhen arrived at the princess's mansion more than an hour later than usual, and it looked like he had come to see people before he returned to the palace.

Song Yunhe's appetite has increased recently, but he is not hungry and waits for him to come to eat together, but he washes and changes clothes a little and drinks a few bowls of soup in the hall when he eats.

"A few days ago, I told Your Majesty that you don't need to come to the house often, and now I'm fine, Your Majesty is busy with affairs, so I can rest more if I have time. Your Majesty is still growing up now, don't be negligent. ”

Song Changzhen put down the dishes and chopsticks and replied with a smile while cleaning the basin brought by the sparrow: "I eat well at my sister's place, my body grows well, and being idle here for half an hour is more comfortable than sleeping in the palace for half a day." If my sister really cares about me, don't let me go again. ”

Song Yunhe sighed softly, no longer dwelling on this matter, only thinking about how to speak.

Song Changzhen was accustomed to her recent thoughtful look, and smiled and invited: "Sister, do you want to go to the yard to take a walk to eat?" Changzhen will accompany you, Imperial Doctor Bai said that it is good for pregnant women to move around more on weekdays. ”

Song Yunhe raised his eyes and looked at him for two seconds, then shook his head, "I have something to discuss with Your Majesty." ”

Song Changzhen, who hadn't seen her so serious for a long time, was slightly stunned, and then continued to smile: "Sister, it's okay to say it." ”

"I want the cicada to meet Wen Suling, I need her help with something. ”

Song Changzhen lowered his eyes, and his voice was a little softer, "Sister, do you want to know if he is doing well?"

Song Yunhe opened her mouth and couldn't refute it at the first time, she naturally wanted to know if he was doing well, even if she always hypnotized herself, he would inevitably get better and better, but she still wanted to know anything about him.

However, she could not ask, for fear that if she opened her mouth, she would be like a flood beast that opened the floodgates, and would destroy everything she had struggled to maintain.

Song Yunhe pinched her fingers under the table, the pain kept her mind steady, "I want to borrow his sword to use, I think only Wen Suling can do it." ”

"The Qingyan that my sister gave him?" Song Changzhen had suffered the loss of the sword, and his brows moved slightly, "What does my sister want it to do?"

Song Yunhe was silent for a moment, took a deep breath, raised his eyes and looked directly at him, his words were clear and powerful, "I want to use it to save my life." ”

"Save your life, or seek death?" Song Changzhen stood up, like a wind suddenly rushing into the house, his hair and clothes were trembling slightly, and even his voice was trembling, "Is he the only one in my sister's life?

"Changzhen. Song Yunhe got up and held his arm, "I never wanted to die, I wanted to live, I really wanted to live." Live to give birth to a child, live to see you grow up and become a family, live to see that we are no longer only close to each other, you believe me. ”

Song Changzhen stared at her tightly, as if she was gone in the blink of an eye, "Sister didn't lie to me?"

"When did I lie to you?" Song Yunhe held him, smiled shallowly, and looked up at him, "You know that I have always been afraid of death." ”

Since she woke up here, she has been afraid of death, it is he who has been guarding her, protecting her, making her forget the taste of fear of death, she is not afraid, but she is also unwilling, she still has many promises that have not been fulfilled, people who are far away in the world will dissipate in the wind, but the people who are close at hand are still here, how can she not work hard to find a way to live.

"A powerful weapon, how to save my sister?"

Song Yunhe raised his left hand and gave it to him, "You pinch it." ”

Song Changzhen pinched it lightly as he said, but he didn't feel abnormal, Song Yunhe moved his fingers, bending slowly with a slight sound, "You try harder, don't worry, if you can crush it, I will be very happy." ”

Song Changzhen was not in the mood to listen to her jokes, and looked at her face while exerting force in his hand, but Song Yunhe's smile remained unchanged, he first lost his hand in shock, and then lifted her sleeves, and her white and jade arms did not look strange at all, and her face became more and more calm, "When did this happen? Why didn't Imperial Doctor Bai reply? This is what my sister said not to lie to me!"

"Imperial Doctor Bai can't take the pulse. Song Yunhe calmly picked out the innocent people first, and then said confidently: "I didn't lie to you, this can only be regarded as a concealment." ”

"Sister!" Song Changzhen roared, his expression was extremely angry, his entire arm was already stiff as Nanmu, and he was still in the mood to talk to himself, and his heart was distressed, "Why is this happening? How long has it been?

"It doesn't hurt, and it doesn't feel anything else. Song Yunhe shook his head, "As for the reason, I don't know where to tell you for a while, but it is probably related to my resurrection, you, do you want me to tell you in detail?"

"Tell me that you might save my sister's hand?"

Song Yunhe shook his head.

"Then I know what's the use!" He didn't want to know before, but now he knew that it was useless, so why did he mention it again, "Is it okay to only have Chai Yu's sword in this world?"

"Hmm. ”

"I'm going to send someone to the next week. Song Changzhen turned around and was about to give an order, but was stopped by Song Yunhe again, "What else does my sister need?"

"No, you don't have to make such a big fuss. Song Yunhe stopped, "You let the cicada come, I'll write to Wen Suling, don't make a big deal about it, okay?"

Less than half a year has passed since the Weng Cheng incident, although she doesn't know the actual situation in the inland, she also knows that it will not be peaceful in the world, no matter what role Song Changzhen plays in it, she really doesn't want to put herself on their stage again because of this matter.

"I can follow my sister's method, but if I can't do it this time, I will take Chai Yu's head and take back my sister's sword!

"You let me try this once. ”

The cicada was on a mission, but Song Yunhe did not see it in person, and Song Changzhen repeatedly promised that the cicada would hand it over to Wen Suling, and Song Yunhe wrote a handwritten letter.

Then let the sparrow fetch a delicate box.

Touch the red rope around your neck and pull it out slowly.

The turquoise he wore for her back then seemed to have been ripped out of his heart, leaving a large hollow.

"Your princess, what does this mean?" Wen Suling, who was far away in Yunjing, looked at the jade in the box, and his heart was a little out of breath.

The princess said that it was the betrothed of the year, and now the marriage is no longer there, and the thing belongs to the original owner. "The cicada is dressed in black like a sword in the sheath, although it hides the blade, but the momentum is undiminished, and there is no kindness.

Wen Suling looked at the jade again, closed the box and handed it back to the cicada: "The marriage certificate between the princess and Her Majesty is still there, and the marriage has not yet been decided, so I can't return this thing." ”

The cicada didn't answer, and took out two things from his arms, "I will return the marriage letter to Your Majesty and the princess together, and the princess still has a handwritten letter here." ”

Wen Suling took it and didn't read the paperwork, she opened the letter first, she knew Song Yunhe's handwriting, but she couldn't understand a single sentence in just a few words!

"I was ill and couldn't keep it, and I had no delusions in my life. When it is broken, it is broken, and the dragon can not be accompanied for thousands of miles, but ask for peace of mind. The rest of the matter asks for something, borrowing Qingyan to use, hoping to help. ”

There is no title and no payment, the preface and the back are not commensurate, the people who know each other pretend to be strangers, and the friendship of Qingshui is hidden in the strangeness.

"Where is your princess now?" asked Wen Suling after closing the letter.

"The princess is naturally in her own princess's mansion. ”

"When did she return to the Princess's Mansion?"

"These questions have nothing to do with Young Master Wen, and there is nothing to comment. The cicada coldly refused, "Princess's request, can Young Master Wen give an answer?"

"Since I have nothing to do with it, why should I help her? ”

"In this way, I will tell the princess that Young Master Wen will not help. Leave. The cicada turned and was about to leave.

"Stop!" Wen Suling's hand holding the letter tightened slightly, and the cicada turned around, waiting for nothing, and finally Wen Suling compromised, "You wait." ”

Wen Suling entered the palace with the jade, and the man sitting on the golden chair was like a dragon coiling in the clouds, and the momentum around him could not lift his head just by raising his eyes.

The emerald green jade lay quietly in the palm of the man's palm, and his gaze was as deep as the night, and as deep as the dark clouds accumulated by a storm.

The entire hall seemed to be breathing still, the air was condensed, and the dense sweat of the eunuchs standing next to it gathered into beads and finally fell to the ground, smashing out a cracking sound.

"After taking it for so long, can you find the map?" The man's voice seemed to come from the far sky, indifferent, indifferent, and unable to distinguish the slightest emotion.

Wen Suling lowered her head, swallowed her dry throat, and only spit out two words, "No." ”

"Even if you don't have it, it's useless to keep it. ”

The big hands on the high platform were retracted, forced, and in the blink of an eye, they were already ashes.