If it were someone else, Song Jin might not be able to understand a sentence like this.

But the ingots pounced on Song Jin, and the big head rubbed back and forth on her lap several times before looking up at Song Jin, staring at Song Jin with bright eyes and nodding.

Song Jin's voice sounded in his head.

You are my little master, and you are the only daughter of my master.

Song Jin only felt that his hands and feet were getting colder and colder.

The only daughter......

So, the person who was killed in the dream, the little baby's father, is really her father?

This stimulation made Song Jin gasp for breath and his heart pounded.

The scene in the dream, so clear.

Even as she sat here, she could smell the blood, feel the sound of swords clashing, and feel her mother's anger, despair, and worry in the moment of death.

Worried about whether her child would leave alive.

And her father ......

Song Jin shuddered, not daring to think more about the things in the dream.

It was so tragic that she couldn't even breathe.

This thing is actually a real thing, that dream is not a dream at all, but a memory after she was born.

Memories she really felt.

The heart seemed to have been cut by someone with tongs, and Song Jin sat there weakly, and it took a long time......

Raising his hand and rubbing the head of the Sky Inu, the body temperature of the Sky Dog passed through Song Jin's palm, giving her a trace of warmth.

"Then my father...... Who is my dad now? ”

The tengu shook its head and said that it didn't know, its ability was only to recognize its owner, and it didn't know anyone else.

No wonder the emperor wanted to search the sixteen-year-old girl all over the country, even the one who was already dead.

No wonder her father wants her to grow up dressed as a man.

From childhood to adulthood, things flashed in Song Jin's mind one by one like a movie, and many things, as long as you pay attention to them seriously, there are actually clues for a long time.

"I ...... My mother, she, can also smell the soil and know the gold, the mountains and the silver? ”

Yuan Bao nodded.

"My mother, she, can also control weapons?"

Yuan Bao continued to nod.

Song Jin pulled his mouth, pulled hard a few times, and pulled out a smile.

"Since she can control weapons, why didn't she use her mind to control weapons to kill him when that person rushed in?"

Yuan Bao shook his head, and the dog's voice sounded in Song Jin's ears again: I don't know this, I haven't followed the first, the heavenly dog that followed him successively was my grandmother.

"Since the tengu is a divine beast, my mother and father were killed at that time, why didn't your grandmother appear?" Song Jin was sure that there was no dog in her dream.

Yuan Bao shook his head: I don't know about this.

Song Jin slowly closed his gaze and raised his hand to stroke Yuanbao's head.

"Go ahead with the letter."

The voice of the ingots sounded again.

In addition to cursing His Majesty now, the letter also mentioned that His Majesty is short of gold now, and the dragon vein of the Great Yan Dynasty needs to be in charge of Jin.

An Guogong took advantage of this.

Duchess An Guo said that the reason why An Guogong mined gold mines privately was to bury a huge amount of gold around the palace to make up for the emperor's lack of gold and suppress the dragon vein.

And she also mentioned that the gold mined back, the Anguo Mansion has not been touched at all, which is checked by the emperor at will.

As the voice of the ingots fell, Song Jin understood.

No wonder the emperor wants to spare An Guogong!

It turned out to be thanks to others for renewing the emperor's life for him!

Bah!

Knowing that this emperor was the real murderer of his biological parents, Song Jin only wanted to rush into the palace and slash him.

Yet she knew that no matter how angry she was, she couldn't do that.

Killing the emperor will only cause the court to turmoil and the people suffer, and the heir to the throne is still the blood of this scumbag, and it will not benefit her dead parents.

She's going to take the throne of this scumbag once and for all.

Let him die for eternity.

is worthy of the parents who died tragically in and out of their dreams.

Song Jin was angry and irritable, got up and paced in place.

Why is her brain so unbright, but she quickly came up with a way to act.

Aren't all heroines who come across the country?

Does the heroine not have the aura of the heroine?

Song Jin couldn't wait to dig open his Heavenly Spirit Cover and stir his brain so that it could spin.

But her mind was blank, and she didn't have any ideas or ideas.

Why am I not a heroine with wisdom!

Weak, Song Jin collapsed on the bed.

Facing the sky on his back, the pain in his heart like a knife lingers.

What the hell should I do!

Yuan Bao squatted on one side, guarding Song Jin.

Time passed little by little, until Lu Zhan came in with a food box and a strong fragrance.

Although he was resentful, Song Jin still didn't resist the seduction of the fragrance, and sat up straight.

Lu Zhan looked left and right, "Why don't you see Wanxi?" ”

According to the past, once there is a delicious food, Wanxi should have pounced a long time ago.

Song Jin......

I just cared about talking to Yuanbao, and I forgot about Wanxi.

The corner of his eyes twitched, and Song Jin turned his hand to activate the bedside mechanism.

The bed rotates, revealing the inner chamber.

Shen Yue was still asleep, Wan Xi was on another bed, holding a chicken leg in his hand, sleeping soundly, and he was bleeding two feet.

She had seven or eight food boxes next to her bed.

It seems to be a posture of eating and drinking enough to sleep.

The mechanism was pressed again, the bed rotated, and the inner room was closed.

Song Jin walked to the round table, "Let's eat." ”

Lu Zhan's mind was still hovering around the appearance of Fang Wanxi sleeping.

Why don't you cover the quilt, really.

Frowning, Lu Zhan laid out the contents of the food box one by one, "Miss Song will eat first, and the slave will go to see His Highness." ”

Activate the mechanism, and Lu Zhan enters.

Song Jin sandwiched a chopstick, a sharp pepper, and looked back at Lu Zhan while eating.

said that he went to see Shen Yue, but the result was that he took a quilt from Shen Yue's bed and covered Wanxi?

Carefully covered the quilt for Wan Xi, and then pulled out the chicken leg in Wan Xi's hand and put it on the plate on the table on the side, Lu Zhan turned back lightly.

Song Jin had gossip in his eyes, and looked at Lu Zhan with a smile.

Lu Zhan was stared at by Song Jin and scratched the back of his head, "What's wrong?" Miss Song? ”

Song Jin ate the dishes and said with a smile: "It's okay, the quilt of the Fourth Highness is very good-looking." ”

She is a person, her mother from the novel she is wolf-hearted, she can cry one moment to die and live to be sad and weak, and the next moment she eats delicious, and she can immediately calm all sorrow.

That's true......

Chewing the fat intestines in his mouth, Song Jin had already restrained Fang Cai's grief and anger, and looked at Lu Zhan's flushed face with a smile.

"No, it's not, I'm afraid that if Wanxi freezes, he will be in the same room in case it infects His Highness to my family."

Song Jin's chick pecked the rice and nodded, "Yes, it makes sense." ”

Lu Zhan ......

Scratching his head again, "That's what I thought." ”

Song Jin smiled and said, "You say, when Wanxi wakes up, should I tell her?" ”

Lu Zhan immediately waved his hand, "Don't." ”

Song Jin looked at Lu Zhan, and something flashed in his mind.

The power of food and gossip is truly endless.

She suddenly knew what to do.