At this time, Han Ling suddenly stretched out his hand, Song Yun hurriedly wanted to hide, thinking that this Han Ling was going to do something strange, but as a result, this Han Ling's arm went straight around Song Yun's head, but touched the top of Song Yun's head.

After a while, Song Yun's hair was like a discharge, Song Yun was stunned in place, and then hurriedly scolded: "You villain, what are you doing?" ”

But this Han Ling didn't care about Song Yun's scolding at all, but took Song Yun's hairpin in his hand and waved it for a long time: "But I can really see that this is my aunt's relic, and you are also rare, and you wear it every day." ”

As soon as he heard this, Song Yun subconsciously touched the top of his head, and watched his hairpin playing with Han Ling's hands, Song Yun seemed to realize something.

"Stop, stop!" Song Yun suddenly shouted loudly to the horseman outside, but this horseman is a Huns, how can he understand this Central Plains dialect? Han Ling was slightly stunned when she saw Song Yun suddenly like this.

"He doesn't understand you, what are you doing here?" Han Ling asked a little puzzled, who knew that at this time, Song Yun's crying pear blossoms brought rain, and she almost knelt in front of Han Ling.

"I beg you, go and tell him, let him stop, I'm going to see him, please......" Song Yun's voice became smaller and smaller, and gradually weakened, Han Ling was stunned, frowned slightly, he didn't go to ask the coachman to stop, but grabbed Song Yun's shoulder.

Song Yun looked at Han Ling in front of him with some incomprehension, Han Ling didn't say anything, but took the hairpin in Song Yun's hand and gently pulled up her black hair for Song Yun.

"He recognized you, but he didn't want to recognize you, you should understand why, Song Yun, you should be sober, it's time to go back." After speaking, he looked straight into Song Yun's eyes.

When the four eyes met, Song Yun really felt a lot more relieved, at least her heart seemed to be a lot calmer, she gently reached out and touched the hairpin on her head, and her tears did not break the embankment.

"So I've been wrong for him." Song Yun didn't argue anymore to go back, on this bumpy carriage, Song Yun didn't know if it was a grievance in his heart or if this feeling (emotion) had been suppressed for too long, maybe, it was just that the air was too cold.

In the past, Song Yun only thought that Song Renju was the thinnest (affectionate) unrighteous man in the world, but when she realized that Song Renju could recognize her at a glance in the vast sea of people, even if she blocked her face, and her mother's hairpin.

When parting, Song Renju stared at him for a long time, presumably seeing the hairpin on his head, the more Song Yun thought about it, his heart hurt as if he was being pulled.

Han Ling beside him looked at Song Yun silently, but he couldn't say words of comfort, he only felt that everything seemed to be so pale and powerless at this time, and Song Yun sobbed quietly.

Even if that man betrayed the country to seek glory, even if he hurt his mother and himself again and again, as long as he could have a trace of tenderness towards himself, Song Yun felt that his whole world had become warmer, and everything before seemed to be no longer important.

After crying like this for a while, seeing that he was about to enter the city, Song Yun suddenly felt

The carriage was bumpy, and the two of them were almost thrown off in the carriage, and Han Lingbu (forbidden jìn) in the carriage frowned and scolded in Xiongnu dialect.

But there was no sound outside the carriage, and Song Yun, who realized that something was wrong, subconsciously opened the curtain in his hand, and then Song Yun was stunned in place.

The two of them are obviously going to Wei State, and they estimate that the hour should be almost up, but why...... Han Ling on the side also hurriedly stepped forward to check, only then did he realize that something was wrong, and hurriedly opened the curtain in front of him.

Immediately after that, the scene in front of them made Han Ling and Song Yun both stunned in place, and opened their mouths wide in surprise, as if it was a dream, and the carriage in front of them was running aimlessly.

The coachman who originally drove the carriage had long since disappeared, and looking at the undried blood stains on the wooden plank not far from the side of the carriage, Song Yun was even more frightened and retreated.

"What's going on? Could it be that you provoked someone outside? Song Yun asked subconsciously in a panic, but Han Ling in front of him frowned, and he didn't have the heart to care about Song Yun's question.

At this time, the horse seemed to be frightened, and the carriage kept driving in the direction of the mountain road, getting higher and higher, but the horse did not have the slightest intention of stopping, looking at this posture, it wanted to die with these shackles on the body.

Seeing that he was about to reach the top of the mountain, Han Ling tried to make the horse quieter, wanting to ride to the horse (body shēn) to tame it, but who knows, the horse's (sex xìng) became more and more intense, directly raised its front hooves, and looked up to the sky and neighed.

Fortunately, Han Ling had practiced light skills before, and this light skill was outstanding, otherwise, just a habit (sex xìng) might have killed Han Ling, and Ma became more and more excited, this time the two of them were afraid that they would really be in a catastrophe.

Song Yun, who was sitting in the carriage, thought about it, only to see that her face was so pale with fright that this sudden speed made Song Yun unacceptable, and her whole stomach was already turning upside down.

It is estimated that this horse should not be tamed, and Han Ling can only give up, the mountain is getting higher and higher, and the road is getting more and more fighting, and Han Ling, who was standing at the mouth of the carriage with both hands, suddenly said to Song Yun.

"It's too late, we will all be buried here today, so are you willing to marry me? Do we be the couple for the rest of our lives? Han Ling didn't look back and shouted at Song Yun behind him.

As soon as she heard this, Song Yun was stunned in place, not knowing how to answer Han Ling, seeing that she didn't say anything, Han Ling looked back at it with all her strength.

This Song Yun was dragging the corners of the side with both hands, his face was pale, he lowered his eyebrows, bit his lip, and finally shook his head.

"It turns out that even if it is really the last moment of your life, you don't want to marry me until you die." Han Ling muttered in her mouth, but the carriage had no intention of stopping, and Song Yun was so frightened by the sudden acceleration that she screamed in fright.

I saw Han Ling calmly walking back into the carriage, right

Song Yun stretched out his hands: "Give me your hand." At this time, Song Yun was huddled in the corner, trembling, as soon as he heard this, Song Yun hesitated for a while, but still stretched out his hand tremblingly.

"Will you believe me?" Han Ling took Song Yun to the side of the carriage, and at this time, the trees on both sides seemed to fly, and they flew away again as soon as they caught their eyes, and the speed of the carriage showed how fast.

Hearing Han Ling's words, Song Yun was stunned, not knowing what he meant by this, at this time, Han Ling suddenly came to Song Yun's (body shēn) side, stretched out his hand and took Song Yun into his arms.

(End of chapter)