Later, when I saw her wielding a knife, the resolute and fierce knife style, as well as the whole person's flesh and bones, revealed the wonderful and harmonious gentleness and extreme, so that Song Chuanbai couldn't help but bend down and look at her.

I only heard Fang Heming say: "Does Master Hou also think it looks like it?" ”

"yes." Song Chuanbai sighed: "It's really ...... It's too much of a resemblance. ”

He offered to take Chen Tongsheng with him, but Fang Heming refused.

"Look at this child's eyes, Master Hou." Fang Heming smiled and pointed at Chen Tongsheng: "She doesn't speak, but she can see that she is unwilling." ”

"I brought her to meet the Hou Ye today, firstly, to make you nostalgic, and secondly, if I have an accident in the future, this child can't think about it for a while, and I have to ask you to help take care of it."

"You can keep her like a cat."

Raising Chen Tongsheng as a cat sleeping next to the stove at home means loving her and spoiling her, but also cutting off her wildness. There is absolutely no reason to ask the house cat to drink blood, and there is no young lady Jiaojiao who can be terrifying until the night stops crying.

Fang Heming's words are simply saying, if I die, Chen Tongsheng is still thinking about living the old days, you can arrest her and take her to the mansion, and you can do whatever you want to love.

Whether it is life, death, release, or imprisonment, this power will never be in Chen Tongsheng's own hands.

Maybe she just knew this, so she would be so submissive and silent.

However, Song Chuanbai still wants to teach her to choose by herself, Chen Tongsheng wants to continue to be unpopular and will not be credited, whether she has peace of mind to be a lady or not, it is her freedom.

Who knew that Chen Tongsheng avenged his master and killed the last person, but he didn't want to live anymore, so he took the initiative to reveal the horse's feet to the dark department.

Song Chuanbai was so angry that he urgently revoked the arrest order, and rushed out in the middle of the night, only to intercept the person from the hands of the secret guard and bring him back to the house.

"From now on, you will stay in the house and do things for me." Song Chuanbai said: "No refutation." ”

Chen Tongsheng stood motionless, and the people in the house shrank in fear one by one, and they didn't dare to come out.

She was not obedient at all, and directly backhanded with force, directly in front of Song Chuanbai, and slammed the door behind her.

Song Chuanbai was smashed by her, and he was not angry, but just lowered his head and dusted the tea on his shirt, and said helplessly: "Who gave her such a big temper." ”

Yes.

Fang Yansha thought that it was Hou Ye who was so angry that he dropped the tea bowl, but in fact, it was Song Chuanbai who asked a few words about why Chen Tongsheng wanted to die, which made Chen Tongsheng angry and angry, grabbed the bowl and smashed it on the ground.

It's a pity that they didn't see that scene, let alone Hou Ye's unangry expression, otherwise, in the first few days of Chen Tongsheng's stay in the mansion, no one would dare to show her face.

———— Dividing Line—————

Chen Tongsheng watched a dynasty fall before her eyes.

The towering palace gate was closed, the smoke and flames were everywhere, and several palace gates not far away collapsed one after another, and the dust spread upward, but it was torn and swept away by the wind in the blink of an eye.

And what is even more strange is that looking at the capital from the wall, I saw that the alleys in the city were empty, and there was a heavy and dead air, and inside the walls of the Vermilion Palace, there was a steady stream of hoarse cries, the palace gate was huge and heavy, and at this time, it was as if there were tens of millions of people pounding the door together, making a thunderous sound, trembling precariously.

Will this be the case at the end of one dynasty?

I don't see the army, I don't hear the horses' hooves, only this endless cry of sorrow and despair will not stop.

Ordinary people are indescribably noble in the high hall of the imperial city, the dignity of the carved railings and paintings made of gold and jade, and the majesty of the world's slaughter, are all trampled by the silent majesty at this moment.

Chen Tongsheng gasped violently, sobbing from her throat, but she didn't actually shed tears.

She couldn't cry anymore.