At this time, Song Yun didn't care about the smell of wine, and pushed aside the fragments of the wine jar around him, only to see a miserable white face that had been soaked under the messy hair.

Song Yun looked at the corpse in front of him and clenched his fists hard, his nails were fiercely embedded in the (flesh ròu), if Song Zi was in front of him at this moment, he would definitely slash her!

......Although Song Yun has done a good job of psychological construction, the people who are reaching out are unknown, looking at the ** female corpse (body shēn) that has been soaked in wine and is almost transparent, her hair is wet and dripping wine to the ground, and there is an unknown yellow liquid flowing on (body shēn), like corpse wax, and the people behind (body shēn) still can't hold back, and vomit one after another.

I never thought that in order to take revenge on me, Song Zi and Qin Shihao would treat Tingting like this, even though they were already dead, they would trample her body again.

This incident (情qíng) forever left a knot in Song Yun's heart, and the people behind (身shēn) also endured the overturning of the river and the sea in their stomachs, looking at Song Yun, who was about to faint with tears in his eyes, several bold guards stepped forward and wanted to carry away the corpse with broken bones on it.

"Don't, don't carry it away, Tingting ......" Song Yun didn't care if there was corpse poison, and stepped forward to hug Tingting's (body shēn) son, but was dragged hard by life, Song Yun grabbed an arm stiffly, and didn't want these people to take Tingting's body away.

But everyone only heard a snap, and the lotus arm's arm was immediately broken into two knots in Song Yun's hand, one hand was in Song Yun's hand, and the other half (body shēn) was in the hands of the guards.

The maidservants next to them had never seen such a scene, they were so frightened that they screamed, and Song Yun even looked at the left hand in his hand, and trembled with fright, and the plasma gushed out and sprinkled on the ground.

"Miss, let Sister Tingting go with peace of mind." The guards stepped forward and took the arm in Song Yun's hand, thought about it, and led the guards to find a cemetery and bury Tingting in it.

Although Qin Shihao sent Tingting's body back as agreed, seeing Tingting's corpse suffer such abuse, Song Yun was even more angry.

The prince's house.

When Song Zi thought that there were three (日rì) that Song Yun and Qin Shihao got married, his heart felt like he had pressed a stone, and his throat was even more uncomfortable like stuffing a dry bun.

Said to the Qiang Di behind (身shēn): "Why have I taken this medicine for more than half a month, and there is no movement in my stomach at all?" ”

Since he knew that this Qiang flute was a Hun person, he had nothing to hide, and if he let her be a fake Hun dumb in this room, he was afraid that he would really suffocate to death.

As soon as he heard Song Yun ask this question, Qiang Di's eyes quickly dodged, for fear that Song Zi in front of him would see something bleeding in his eyes. 【¥¥(爱ài)奇文.iqiwx. ！ @最快更新】

"Concubine Niangniang, there is news from the Khan, saying that you should persuade the prince as soon as possible to send troops tomorrow." Qiang Di hurriedly knelt down (body shēn) and pretended to beat his legs for Song Zi.

Unexpectedly, this Song Zi pushed her hand away violently, as if she was frightened, her eyes looked around, and this (body shēn) also trembled uncontrollably, as if it was

It's like I'm stimulated by something.

Song Zi sat in front of the dresser, looking at himself in the bronze mirror, he was in a daze, when did he start to live not like himself? If you think about it, I'm afraid that I have never really lived as myself.

Since childhood, this Song Yun has been proficient in piano and chess, and his mother told him that he could not fall behind Song Yun, so he could only choose calligraphy and painting that he did not like.

And this Song Yun is proficient in Jiangnan minor, so he went to learn to paint the rivers and mountains of the motherland, in order to let people quickly separate the two sisters.

My mother has taught herself since she was a child that she must excel in front of everyone in order to squeeze Song Yun, a mourning star, down, and only then can she and her mother officially enter the Song family.

But after thousands of calculations, I never expected that I and my mother would still be driven out of the Tingwei Mansion by Song Renju (情qíng). Thinking about it, the corners of Song Zi's mouth did not outline a sneer.

This laughter was a little creepy, and the maid frowned, looking at her wrist that had just been hit by Song Zi on the corner of the table, and there was a sense of grievance in her eyes.

"Go back and tell the Khan that this matter will be arranged before tomorrow." As he spoke, he waved his hand and motioned for the maid to go down, but Qiang Di didn't say anything.

According to Song Zi's instructions, a table of good wine and good dishes was prepared for Qin Shihao, as well as a plate of rose cakes that he loved the most, and he was filled with wine and waited for Qin Shihao to come to the banquet.

But when Qin Shihao arrived at the Shizi's mansion, he didn't have any appetite for the food on this table, so he picked up the rose cake and ate it indiscriminately, but he didn't pay attention to the smile on the corner of Song Zi's mouth.

"Prince, the concubine toasts you." Song Zi (身shēn) wears a (身shēn) green Luo skirt, crisp (chest xiōng) slightly exposed, face like peach blossoms, eyebrows hooking, in this situation, Song Zi naturally took off his veil, and looked at Qin Shihao in front of him with (情 qíng) vein.

As he spoke, he raised his wine glass, and he drank it all, while Qin Shihao was displeased, not knowing what this Song Zi was going to do.

I don't know why, I always feel that my (body shēn) son is not as good as before, and the whole person is even more tired, and I found a doctor to inquire, but I couldn't find any root cause, but I just told myself to pay more attention to rest.

"If there's anything, just say it." Qin Shihao said impatiently as if he had already seen through Song Zi's tricks.

Looking at Qin Shihao's brows, if others were frightened, they would have been frightened, but this Song Zi didn't, but instead smiled all over his face, and said with a look of surprise: "The prince is really powerful, and the concubine already knows without saying anything." ”

This Qin Shihao was always frustrated by Song Yun, but Song Zi did the opposite, always encouraging Qin Shihao, and also admiring him in various ways, sure enough, this Qin Shihao really ate this (set tào).

But at this time, Qin Shihao did not show the pride in his heart, but raised his head and said: "That's nature, there is nothing in this world that can be hidden from me Qin Shihao." ”

The corners of Song Zi's mouth outlined a smile, this Qin Shihao, he really praised two sentences and began to float, suddenly, this Song Zi cried in a low voice with a sad face, without his own support,

Qin Shihao was naturally a little displeased, but he didn't show it, just turned sideways (body shēn) and asked.

"What do you say, now you are the side concubine of this world, what kind of system do you cry and cry into?" Qin Shihao put his hand behind his back (body shēn) and said.

I saw Song Zi wiping the tears from the corners of his eyes with a handkerchief, turning his head slightly, secretly observing Qin Shihao's table (情qíng), biting his thin lips as if he was very embarrassed.

In this way, the two went back and forth, and when the time came, Qin Shihao's patience (sex xìng) was lost.

"Forget it, don't talk about it." Qin Shihao stood up as he spoke, this Song Zi had dragged on for too long.

(End of chapter)