Seeing that Song Yun was back, Han Yuebu (forbidden jìn) breathed a sigh of relief, it seems that everyone can save a lot of trouble, after all, it is very difficult to bring these hundreds of people to be secretive, and they have to rush to the north as soon as possible.

Now it's okay, there is no need to go to Song Yun again, she will come back by herself, Han Yuebu (forbidden jìn) smiled, but looked at the soldiers behind (身shēn), and hurriedly solidified the expression (情qíng) on her face again.

"Look at what, I told you that this time is a drill, and next time, bah, you have to complete the task after the day for Lao Tzu!" Han Yue said viciously to the people in front of him.

"Yes!" The soldiers hurriedly said in unison. (身shēn) after Song Yun, the two of Zhaoyang do not (forbidden jìn) smack their tongues, this cold moon is really powerful, and there is still a (set of tào) methods for managing the army.

Just thinking about it, these soldiers walked towards the barracks not far from the palace in unison, Han Yue cleared his throat, and it could be regarded as a breeze in front of Song Yun and Han Yue, and Han Yue did not (forbidden jìn) triumphantly.

"I didn't expect you to have the appearance of a general!" Zhaoyang stepped forward and quipped, Hanyue (quite tǐng) (quite tǐng) waist board, there was no sound, but the smile between the corners of his mouth was already overflowing.

"Let's go back quickly, you suddenly don't say goodbye, and there is a lot of trouble in this palace." Han Yue looked at Song Yun with some resentment, Song Yun was stunned, he was not a minister in the palace, nor was he a saint today, how could he be chaotic without himself?

Just thinking about it, before he could speak, Han Yue hurriedly began to urge, there was no way, and he didn't dare to pull and drag, let alone his own subordinates dragging it, so he could only coax and beg the two young ladies to enter the palace quickly.

This cold moon really didn't tell a lie, since Qin Jingnan found out that Song Yun was missing, he really turned the entire palace upside down, and sent people to search the entire capital.

After knowing that when he came to the Tingwei Mansion and heard that Song Yun had received Song Renju's letter, the uneasiness in his heart surged again, even if others didn't know who Song Renju was, I am afraid that Song Yun would not know Song Renju better than Qin Jingnan in front of him.

This guy, for his own interests, for his official position, there is nothing in this world that he Song Renju can't do, as soon as he thinks of this, Qin Jingnan's palms are covered with cold sweat.

In later generations, there was a concubine who rode the red dust to smile, and Qin Jingnan rode the red dust to find people, no, seeing that Song Yun had not returned for two days, he sent Han Yue to take a group of small troops to the peace post station lurking in the north.

I'm afraid that this Song Yun will not come back, this is not just as simple as finding someone, especially Qin Jingnan heard that Qin Shihao seemed to have been found in the inn of the Peace Station, and I heard that he seemed to have something to do with Song Yun, which made Qin Jingnan even more uneasy.

Seeing that the sky was just dawning, he called Hanyue to lead the troops to set off, but fortunately, Song Yun returned safely, which saved a lot of trouble, but then new troubles followed.

As soon as a few people walked a few steps away, Song Yun suddenly frowned, and then stood in place and stopped moving, and Zhaoyang and Hanyue hurriedly stopped to check.

"Miss, what

What's wrong, what's wrong? Zhaoyang asked with some uneasiness.

Hearing Zhaoyang's words, Song Yun frowned slightly, and pointed lightly at his feet, and Zhaoyang and Hanyue realized that Song Yun's legs were already soaked in blood.

A few people were in a hurry to leave, and they didn't pay attention to Song Yun's wound cracking, it was originally just a burn, but they didn't expect it to be so serious, sure enough, this burn with fire is really different from being burned with (hot) oil.

"How can this leg hurt like this?" Seeing this situation, Han Yue hurriedly asked, frowned, couldn't help but say, stepped forward and hugged Song Yun high.

Seeing that there was the Tingwei Mansion in front of them, several people planned to take a short rest in this mansion, bandage Song Yun well, and then continue to move forward, after all, there is still a certain distance from the palace gate.

If he persists any longer, Song Yun's legs are afraid that they will be wasted, and in addition, if this Qin Jingnan sees Song Yun like this, he will definitely feel distressed and can't help himself, and when the time comes, something may go wrong.

Thinking of this, Han Yue went to the Tingwei Mansion and took out pen and ink, and wrote a letter, only to say that Song Yun's heart (love qíng) was not good, and he went home to worship his ancestors, although Qin Jingnan would be dissatisfied, but it was not easy to say anything.

Seeing that Song Yun came back with the painting, the people in the house hurriedly stepped forward to greet him, and while helping Song Yun to sit down, they wanted to take down the portrait in Song Yun's hand, but Song Yun didn't find it.

But subconsciously, this portrait is one of the relics left by his mother, and he naturally wants to put it next to himself (body shēn) for safekeeping, and everyone can't see Song Yun, so they have to give up, after all, they are subordinates, and it is always difficult to ask for the master's things.

Maybe everything is arranged by God's fate, maybe putting this portrait in Song Yun's hands is the best choice, and the subordinates are so careful to comfort themselves.

At this time, Aunt Li rushed out of the room, and saw Song Yun with tears in the corners of her eyes, her eyebrows and eyes lowered, and Song Yun who was gritting her teeth in front of her, and the doctor who was rebandaging her hurriedly stepped forward.

"Where is this, if this old lady is reincarnated, she will definitely die of distress." As he spoke, he fell forward and cried to himself, Song Yun was slightly stunned, he didn't expect this Aunt Li to feel so distressed about herself.

"Don't worry, Miss's injury is not a big deal, and it will heal in less than half a year, but you can't do strenuous exercise in this half year, and I'm afraid you need to rely on crutches to walk." Da stepped forward, bowed his hand lightly to everyone, and then said.

"It's just that I don't have this thing for the time being, and I need to re-customize and build one for Miss Measure (身shēn), and it is estimated that it will take half a month."

As soon as he heard this, Zhaoyang hurriedly became reluctant and hurriedly said, "What did you say? Half-moon? What if the young lady falls into some hidden disease after this crutch (日rì)? ”

Although it can be a little more comfortable to say it, but for the doctor, it is indeed helpless, just when everyone was thinking, Aunt Li suddenly remembered something, and hurriedly ran towards Songhetang.

I don't know what this Aunt Li is going to do all of a sudden, I saw that she was holding a cane in her hand, and she had it in both hands

A little trembling walked towards Song Yun and his party.

When they saw this crutch, everyone was not shocked, and Mama Liu hurriedly strode forward, snatched the cane from Aunt Li's hand, and scolded loudly: "Aunt Li, you are so bold, what are you going to do here?" ”

The crowd was so frightened that they couldn't speak.

(End of chapter)