Chapter 242: Giving Away the Head
As soon as Yang Yuanchu fell asleep, he was woken up.
He came out with his clothes on, and Pangu was waiting for him outside.
"Your Excellency!"
"What's the matter?"
"Just now, Song Sigongzi sent something and said that he wanted to give it to adults."
"Who?" Yang Yuanchu hadn't slept for a few days, and he was woken up when he finally fell asleep just now, and he was dizzy at this moment, and he couldn't match Song Sigongzi to the number.
"The fourth prince of Song, Song Xingzhi, the apprentice of the eldest prince." Pangu said.
Song Xingzhi?
"What did he send at such a late hour?" Yang Yuanchu's brows tightened.
"I don't know, he handed it to me and left, saying that you want to open it yourself." The soldiers behind Pang Gu were holding a square wooden box, looking at Sen Senran, not knowing what it was.
Yang Yuanchu was a little displeased with Song Xingzhi, and couldn't help but be a little vigilant. He stayed away from the wooden box, asked the entourage next to him to put the wooden box on the table, and then opened it carefully.
Meng Song's head is in a wooden box!
Yang Yuanchu was really dumbfounded!
Yang Xutang has not slept, and the light in the study hall is always on.
She counts the time, and if she listens to him at midnight, then she should be back at the latest (3-5 o'clock).
So when the time came, he couldn't sit still.
Until he heard a noise outside, it was Lao Gu who went to open the door.
Then the footsteps came, closer and closer, towards him!
Yang Xutang's heart lifted, he listened carefully to the footsteps, and could feel that the owner was very excited, very excited, and eager to see him.
He, too!
The door is open!
"Teacher, I'm back, I cut off Meng Song's head and give it to my master!" Before the stop arrived, the voice had arrived.
When Yang Xutang looked for a voice, he saw her standing at the door. She was still wearing a night dress, the beads of sweat on her forehead had not dissipated, there were still beads of blood on her cheeks, and her clothes were also stained with dust.
But her face was crimson, her eyes were shining, her expression was excited, and she was very excited.
"I know." He said.
Seeing that she came back safe and sound, Yang Xutang knew that she had succeeded, and he slowly approached her, and also smelled the smell of blood and gunpowder on her body.
She was wearing a night coat, and she couldn't tell if there was blood on her clothes? Is it an injury?
His face was slightly gloomy, and he couldn't help asking, "Are you injured?" ”
Xingzhi shook his head, and when he saw that the teacher was near, he took a few steps back: "I wasn't injured, but when I killed Meng Song, I had blood on my body." I'll go take a shower and change my clothes first, and I'll talk to you more about it later. ”
She ran away after saying that!
Yang Sutang was still a little uneasy, so he called Yang Chang and Shun Short for questioning, and confirmed that no one died in this sneak attack, and there were no injuries in the line, so he was relieved.
It's never been so enjoyable!
When you take a bath, lie down in the tub and don't hum a song in your mouth.
looked at his son-in-law without saying a word, his shoulders were blued, and her hair and clothes were stained with a lot of blood, and it took a long time to wash them clean.
That's it, Childe is still so happy.
"My two pretty girls are pouting, so it's not good-looking." Xingzhi stretched out her arm as tender as a lotus root, and there were water droplets sliding on her silky arm, and she pinched her silent face.
"Childe! You're all hurt, aren't you in pain? How can you still laugh. "I'm not in a hurry.
Xingzhi had some pain on her shoulder, but she felt that it was nothing, compared to killing Meng Sun, this bruise was nothing!
"Do you still smell me?" She didn't want the smell of blood on her body to smoke the teacher.
"It's gone, it's fragrant!" They have been washing for almost half an hour, and it is true that the son's body is fragrant, slippery and clean.
"Dress me!"