Looking at the display in this room, recalling the past, Song Yun couldn't help but feel a little heartbroken, Zhaoyang went outside to fetch water for Song Yun to wash, but when she came back, she found that Song Yun was already lying alone on the hard couch, and quietly fell asleep with tears in the corners of her eyes.

Zhaoyang looked at Song Yun with some distress, but didn't wake her up, just took the quilt and gently covered her, and quietly withdrew (身shēn).

The next day, early in the morning, Song Yun woke up from his dream, in the dream, his family still clearly watched the person who had died appear in front of him, just like before, when he opened his eyes, but the corners of his eyes were full of tears.

"Miss, are you awake?" Zhaoyang heard a sound in the room, so he pushed the door with a smile on the corner of his mouth and walked in, Song Yun hurriedly wiped the tears from his face and nodded.

Looking at Zhaoyang's swollen face, Song Yunbu (forbidden jìn) felt guilty, afraid that which slave and maid would be uncomfortable to death with a master like herself, sleeping late and waking up early every day, the key is to toss (love ài).

The more I thought about it, the more I felt guilty, in his previous life, Zhaoyang died for himself and died at the hands of Song Zi, but now Song Zi died first, and Zhaoyang is still safe.

But what makes Song Yun still feel uneasy is that although these people are dead, they are not as good as before, many things (情qíng) are beyond their past memories, and many things (情qíng) are still beyond their control.

Just like the death of (奶nǎi) (奶nǎi) and Yuan Che, who obviously saved (奶nǎi) (奶nǎi) from the fire, but in the end he was burned to death by Song Zisheng under the city gate, and Yuan Che, who died in his previous life when he was crushed by Song Zi into a pool of blood and water, was pushed off the high platform in this life.

After the experience of the previous car, Song Yunbu (forbidden jìn) was a little stunned in his heart, now in this world, Zhaoyang must be his closest person, if she is not there, I am afraid that I really don't know how to live.

"Miss, I asked Aunt Li to make you a bowl of chicken soup, make up for it, eat something and then set off." Zhaoyang said and smiled at Song Yun, as if he had completely forgotten about yesterday's palm.

Song Yun was stunned for a moment, sitting in front of the dresser, looking at himself in the bronze mirror, and Zhaoyang who was combing his hair, Song Yun secretly made up his mind in his heart.

"Do you know where I put my jade bracelet?" Song Yun quietly opened his jewelry box, frowned slightly, and when he heard this, Zhaoyang hurriedly stepped forward to check.

I obviously remember that I put the table in the box, how could it be gone, thinking, Zhaoyang said casually: "It should be in the box, you take a closer look." ”

Who knew that these words annoyed Song Yun, and Song Yun snorted coldly: "Could it be that this bracelet has long legs and can't run away?" I guess you forgot about it in the palace. ”

As he spoke, Song Yun turned around, stretched out his hand, and gently touched Zhaoyang's head, Zhaoyang was slightly stunned, and immediately nodded.

"The slave knows what to do." As he spoke, he smiled at Song Yun, turned around and left, wanting to go to the palace to retrieve Song Yun's bracelet while it was still dark.

The meaning of this bracelet for Song Yun Zhaoyang is known, this is a relic left by (奶nǎi) (奶nǎi), although Song Yun

I never wear it, but I always carry it on (身shēn), which can be regarded as a kind of longing and a kind of mourning for (奶nǎi) (奶nǎi).

But this left in too haste, and he collapsed on the chair next to him, but fortunately, it was not a big problem, but he bruised his skin, and Song Yun heard the voice and hurriedly stood up nervously (body shēn) and walked to Zhaoyang to check his injury.

Fortunately, it's okay, Song Yun also calmed down, picked up the medicine box to bandage the wound on Zhaoyang's hand, and looked at the young lady's appearance, Zhaoyang didn't (forbidden jìn) has a sour nose, and there may be no one in this world who knows Song Yun better than himself.

Song Yun is a knife-mouthed tofu heart, leaving all the sadness and sadness to himself, but he refuses to find someone to help him share it, for fear that others will worry, and it is precisely because of this that it is even more distressing.

"Be careful on the road, go early and return early." Song Yun said, with tears in his eyes, Zhaoyang scratched his head, isn't it just to rub a little skin, why is Song Yun still crying like this?

Although he didn't understand, Zhaoyang still smiled and nodded, reassuring Song Yun: "Miss, don't worry, I may rush back before noon, and the slave will accompany you to Chen Guo." ”

As he spoke, he stood up (身shēn), looked at the bow on his hand, full of joy, Song Yun smiled at Zhaoyang and waved his hand, and Zhaoyang ran away.

Looking at Zhaoyang's back, Song Yun breathed a sigh of relief, left a letter, and rode his Bao'er in the direction of Chen Guo with dry food and silver.

When Zhaoyang rushed back, it was already noon, Zhaoyang walked into the Tingwei Mansion with a lost face and a worried heart, he didn't find the bracelet, I don't know if the young lady will be angry, and it happened to catch up with Aunt Li who was cleaning the yard.

After saying hello to Aunt Li, he was about to walk towards Nuan Xiangwu, but was stopped by Aunt Li.

"Huh? Zhaoyang, why are you here? Aunt Li looked suspicious, she obviously saw Zhaoyang go out in the morning, and Song Yun followed closely, why did Zhaoyang come back by himself now?

Hearing Aunt Li's words, Zhaoyang smiled: "I shouldn't be here, Aunt Li, tell me where I should be?" As he spoke, he shook his hand, and as if Aunt Li was joking, he pushed open the door and walked in.

But when Zhaoyang entered, the whole person was stunned, the room was empty, and the things and objects were neatly placed.

Don't...... Thinking about it, Zhaoyang hurriedly rushed out and grabbed Aunt Li's arm who was cleaning.

"Where's Miss?" Zhaoyang said with a crying voice, and Aunt Li also had a premonition that something was wrong, so she hurriedly said: "As soon as you went out early this morning, Miss also went out with your forehead, and I thought you went out to prepare a carriage for Miss,"

Saying that, Zhaoyang secretly screamed in his heart that it was not good, and then he remembered a piece of paper he saw in the room and put it on the table, so he walked back, but found that it was really Song Yun's instructions and goodbyes.

Song Yun didn't let Zhaoyang go to her, but seeing that Song Yun was in danger, Zhaoyang couldn't make up his mind for a while, and at this time he thought of someone, Qin Jingnan, maybe he could have a way, thinking about it, he got up again (body shēn) and set off and walked towards the palace.

When he arrived at the gate of the palace, Zhaoyang was originally Song Yun's personal (body shēn) maidservant, and the guards were also

Considered familiar, Zhaoyang hurriedly spoke: "I have something important to discuss with Your Majesty, let me in." ”

Several guards hesitated for a while, thought about it, and were just about to give way, when suddenly a sharp voice came from not far away: "What's the matter, it's noisy." ”

Listening to the sound and looking over, it was none other than the damned eunuch Zhao Gonggong.

"I have something important to discuss with Your Majesty." Seeing Zhao's father-in-law, Zhaoyang couldn't wait to pinch him to death, but now that it was related to the name of the young lady, Zhaoyang still decided to endure it and said.

Who knew that this dead eunuch actually hid his face and laughed, Zhaoyang frowned, did he say something that made him feel funny?

"This is the Imperial Palace, and the one sitting in it is the Ninety-Five Supreme, are you the Empress Dowager? A little maid is really not a person who knows her own (body shēn) share, today (日rì) miscellaneous family heart (情qíng) is good and will not punish you, hurry up and get out of me. ”

As he spoke, he gave a look to the guards next to him, and blasted Zhaoyang out of the door of this palace (殿 diàn), and he opened the palace door and walked in, although the guards behind (body shēn) were a little unbearable, but after all, this was the words of the chief manager, and everyone didn't dare to say anything.

The guards were helpless, only said that they were offended, and then blasted Zhaoyang out, Zhaoyang looked at the high red wall and had no way for a while, this dead eunuch, if something really happened to the young lady, he must take his head to relieve his anger.

At this time, in the Xianyang Palace.

Qin Jingnan looked at the fold alone, his brows were tightly locked, his eyes couldn't help but become cold, and the cold moon behind him didn't dare to take a breath, and at this time, Zhao Gonggong walked in triumphantly.

Seeing the displeasure on Qin Jingnan's face, Gonggong Zhao hurriedly restrained the expression (情qíng) on his face: "The slave asks Your Majesty for peace." "Gonggong Zhao was arranged by Qin Jingnan to go out of the palace yesterday, and he came back today, but he ran into Zhaoyang.

When he came up, he gave Zhaoyang's hairy girl a dismount, and his heart (love qíng) was happy, but in the case of this master's poor heart (love qíng), the next person looked excited, and it didn't make sense, Zhao Gonggong tried his best to restrain his watch (love qíng), for fear of being discovered by Qin Jingnan.

(End of chapter)