Song Yu took Jimo with him, but he just wanted someone to accompany him, and he was no longer alone.

Then, he went from being taken care of by others, to taking care of a person.

The two racked their brains outside for a year, and in the second year, they went to the Yitang Hall.

At the beginning, Jimo's performance was unsatisfactory, and Song Yu had to manually adjust Jimo's stiff expression several times when he was looking for Yitang.

Later, Jimo became much more natural, and followed Song Yu behind him to shout "Childe" and "Young Master", until he was found by the people of Yitang, and his face still did not change.

"I'm the young master of the Takeyi Hall." Song Yu took the token and said this to the people who came to him.

After the murder, he did another evil thing, and the dove occupied the magpie's nest.

He was dressed in tatters, and for a moment the people were suspicious. Subsequently, Song Yu was taken back to Yiyi Hall by them and locked under house arrest in a small room.

"Gong, Gongzi." Jimo's expression was full of fear, "Are we going to die here?" ”

"Yes." Song Yu watched the heavy wooden door slowly open, and his slightly immature voice was steady, and he was not afraid, "Since I didn't want to live, I chose this path, which is to live to death." ”

From the moment you watched me kill the first person, you should understand.

The door opened, and a young man dressed in a gorgeous brocade robe walked smoothly into the small room. He was much smaller than Song Yu, but his moves were terrifyingly bright.

"Your Highness." The people around him called him like this, "This man claims to be the child of the hall master, I wonder if you have seen him." ”

This person...... Song Yu's gaze suddenly sharpened, he turned to the young man, and saw the young man's brows furrowed slightly, and a sneer rose on the corner of his mouth.

Rotten!

This man, I've seen those two people. Even if it's been a year and a half, I'm afraid he can still recognize Song Yu as an imposter at a glance.

Song Yu pinched the dagger in his cuff, intending to go up and fight to the death once he spoke.

"It's him." The young man spoke, but the words he said made Song Yu's hand holding the dagger loose, "Before the disappearance of the hall master and the young master, I had several relationships with them, and I remember very well that he was the young master." ”

Song Yu later learned that the young man was His Royal Highness the King of Qin of the Great Zhou Dynasty.

"Let's work together." The first time Jimo made tea, he almost burned the tea bowl of King Qin, "You need a place to display your ambitions, and I need someone to help me dismantle the power of Yitang." ”

"I don't think you're an idle person, and I want to win you over."

Song Yu threw a life-saving straw to Jimo, and King Qin rescued Song Yu from the edge of the cliff.

……

Song Yu drew the last stroke, put the brush on the inkstone, and said, "It's done." ”

Yin Le took the bronze mirror and took it to his eyes to observe it carefully. The face of the person in the mirror has not changed much from before, but at first glance, it seems that all the brilliance has been hidden, and the sallow skin is dull. The face covered by powder and ink is not ugly, but it can only be regarded as ordinary.

"The master is very good." She couldn't help but marvel. Then, she put down the bronze mirror and picked up the wine glass again, "Next, there is the matter of how the master was poisoned. ”

"This thing." Song Yu couldn't help but shrug his shoulders, "Do you have to say it too?" ”

"Definitely." Yin Le replied crisply, "The master said, if you have any questions, you will answer them." ”

"Master, don't blame me for picking up your old scars." She then muttered, "If Master doesn't say it, I'll never know." ”

"It's actually quite simple." The room was full of wine, and half a bottle of wine was warm in the cup.

Yin Le raised his head, and a glass of wine was put into his stomach, and his whole abdomen was warm and comfortable.

"It's not just King Qin who has seen the young master of Yitang, but also the Yan family. Because Concubine Yan Xian is the mother of King Qin, and my existence is instructed by King Qin, it is inconvenient for the Yan family to object, so they thought of a plan. ”

"Because when I was out with Jimo before, I suffered a lot of injuries, and after the doctor of Yitang saw it, he told me to raise it according to his prescription for several years. While I was taking the medicine, they poisoned me, preparing to wait for my death to squeeze out the original forces and take full control of the Yitang. ”

"It's just that the plan of King Qin and I is exactly the same as theirs, to get rid of all the forces of the Yitang. So I stumbled into it by mistake and worked in the same direction. ”

"But I heard Liu An say." Yin Le subconsciously asked, "In this life, you have already noticed the poisoning on the day I was reborn, so why do you still drink the medicine given by the Yan family?" ”

Song Yu winked at her, it seemed to be a rare good mood: "At that time, I was still close to understanding the roots of the Yan family. Could it be that Ah Le has not heard the truth that the opportunity cannot be lost? ”

Yin Le was speechless, indeed, if it was her at that time, when she had already discovered the poisoning, she would rather let the toxins in her body deepen than let everything she had done go to waste.

"The Yan family has a lot of power in Yitang, and getting rid of them was delayed until the Mid-Autumn Festival last year." Song Yu seemed to remember something, and said with his head propped up.

Mid-Autumn Festival?

The wine glass in Yin Le's hand was not held steadily, and fell to the ground, Yin Le hurriedly grabbed it, but Song Yu's eyes were quick, and he dragged the bottom of the cup steadily, not letting a drop of wine spill outside.

"I remember, the Mid-Autumn Festival is the Master's birthday, right?" Yin Le took the wine glass from Song Yu's hand and asked in a low voice.

"yes." Song Yu nodded slightly, "Anyway, thank you for the moon soup you sent that day." ”

"You chose the timing well, if you had sent it earlier, your little maid might have to see some scenes that will last a lifetime."

Yin Le naturally knew what the scene was, she pursed her lips, quietly raised her eyes to look at Song Yu, and saw that the five fingers of the other party's hand that was originally holding the cup were curled, and she slowly withdrew her hand, and there was no special emotion between her eyebrows.

It just looks like it.

The same is true of Song Yu in the previous life. When Yin Le gets along with him, he always feels very comfortable, because no matter what he does, the other party doesn't seem to be angry.

Similarly, Yin Le had never seen Song Yu dancing happily.

In his previous life, Yin Le secretly climbed out of the back wall, went to the field with Song Yu to make tea, and also went to see the Lantern Festival together. Every time, Song Yu was smiling, always smiling at the corners of his mouth, but never happy.

At that time, Yin Le, who was still Yin Jinyu, was most distressed by how to amuse her Lang Jun.

"Master."

"Master."

Yin Le shouted several times before he called Song Yu back to his senses. Song Yu saw that the other party's body was still over the coffee table, and he propped his forehand on it, looking at him with raised eyebrows.

Yin Le, who was smeared by him, no longer has amazing beauty, but she is still her, and she has not changed.

"I'm here." He replied.

"Master." Yin Le put away her smile, she tilted her head slightly, and there was sadness and pity between her eyebrows, "Are you crying?" ”