"Soldiers, fierce too! Yan Xiaowang went to someone else's house as a guest, is this the etiquette of dancing with knives and guns? ”

The person inside could see Yan Xiuyu's every move of drawing his sword, and said in a feminine tone.

His voice was full of banter, and he didn't take them seriously at all, which made Yan Qingge feel very uncomfortable.

"There is no problem with my etiquette when I meet guests, it is you who have the problem. How can there be a reason for a guest to come, but the host does not show his face to greet him. Yan Xiuyu simply "choked" and pulled out the sword in its entirety.

The man inside laughed again: "It's not that I don't show my face!" It's just that it's bright on the outside and dark on the inside, that you can't see me. If you want to see me, wouldn't it be nice to come in? ”

The young man has an unstable heart and is the most easily irritable, especially Yan Xiuyu, who is not very good-tempered, and took two steps forward when he heard the words.

But Yan Qingge was not really a child, she grabbed Yan Xiuyu's wrist and whispered to him: "Don't fall for it." I heard his voice very familiar, it must be someone we knew. ”

This man's voice was very young, and Yan Qingge felt familiar after hearing it, but because he was in the depths of the cave, his voice was amplified by the cave wall, and it had an echo, which was very ethereal, so that she couldn't tell who it was for a while.

"What does Miss Yan have to say, just say it out loud, why bite your ears?" The man in the cave laughed.

They are in the light, the enemy is in the dark, and the enemy sees their every move clearly, but they do not know the slightest situation of the enemy.

A cold sweat slowly broke out on Yan Qingge's back, this matter was difficult to do.

When she was surrounded by fire on the mountain, she had never been so anxious and alarmed as she was now. This enemy hidden in the shadows made her feel more terrible than fire, and Yan Qingge felt that she was in great danger for the first time after being reborn, and she didn't know if she would be alive in the next second.

This person is hidden under the cliff of the royal hunting ground, if he has nothing to do with the person who assassinated the prince and set fire to the mountain today, Yan Qingge will never believe it.

Her mind was racing rapidly, she barely held back a smile, a pair of dark eyes stared at the darkness, learned his tone, and said, "This son, the outside is bright, the inside is dark, isn't it uncomfortable for you to stay there?" If you want to listen to me talk to Yan Xiaowangye, wouldn't it be nice to come to me? ”

"What a sharp-toothed Miss Yan family." The man inside said lazily.

"Prizes! We are now the birds in the palm of Childe's hand, and we can only rely on a few random calls to Bo Gongzi's heart. Once Childe is unhappy and clenches his palms, we will only die. Yan Qingge replied.

"You can see clearly, smart!" The man's voice raised, and he seemed to be interested in Yan Qingge.

When Yan Qingge was talking to him, she kept tilting her head slightly, turning her ears towards the cave, carefully distinguishing, listening to him say this, she lowered her head, looked at the ground, and her deliberately lowered beautiful eyes showed a light of joy and surprise, and she pinched herself with the nails in her sleeves to hide the smile at the corner of her lips.

Packing up his mood, Yan Qingge raised his head, walked lightly behind Yan Xiuyu, and took advantage of the cover of Yan Xiuyu's body to pull one of his hands behind him and hold it.

Yan Xiuyu felt a slightly icy soft little hand holding his hand, and his back froze.

The little hand was not honest, and it moved, and the smooth and slender fingertips slid over the palm of his hand.

Yan Xiuyu's mind boomed, his face became redder and redder, and it took a long time to react that Yan Qingge was writing into his palm.

He didn't react to what was written in the first word, but the last word was complicated and tight, Yan Xiuyu condensed and guessed, and finally guessed that Yan Qingge wrote the word "Qiao".

Yan Xiuyu almost jumped up from the ground.

There is a word "Qiao" in the name of the capital, and Yan Qingge can hear his voice, who else is there besides Wei Qiao?

When Yan Qingge said that this person's voice was familiar, he was also guessing in his mind, but he never thought that this person was Wei Qiao.

The Weifu was on fire, and the whole house was burned to charcoal, and only Weiqiao escaped death, which caused a great sensation at the time.

Yan Xiuyu often followed Lord Yan and vaguely knew some reasons, and the Wei family ended up like this, all of which were self-inflicted.

Wei Qiao, the person who had already set out to the north to serve as a pacification envoy, appeared here, which confirmed the Wei family's crime.

He shouted: "Thief dares! ”

The long sword that had already withdrawn its scabbard was drawn by him with a brush, the sword was like a long rainbow, and the man was like a light ape, and he threw himself into the darkness.

Yan Qingge was shocked, Yan Xiuyu was too big.

She heard that the voice was Wei Qiao's, so she didn't dare to make a noise, and only secretly told Yan Xiuyu that she was afraid that there was a trap inside, how could she have thought that Yan Xiuyu would react so much.

"Hurry up! Protect the little prince! The guards were even more panicked than Yan Qingge, hesitated slightly, picked up their weapons and ran to follow Yan Xiuyu's footsteps.

Yan Qing's feet were weak, she bit her lower lip, and in the blink of an eye, only she and Yuan Qianqian in a coma were left at the entrance of the cave.

In the cave, the crisp sound of "ping-pong" burst out, like the first thunder of spring, followed by countless "crackling" iron sounds.

But like spring thunder, this iron ring came and dissipated quickly, and in the blink of an eye, it disappeared without a trace.

There was silence in the entire cave, and the only sound was Yuan Qianqian's undisguised snort.

Time seems to be stretched out indefinitely.

Yan Qingge heard his own heartbeat in this quiet voice, one by one, as fierce as a bell.

She knew very well that she was just a little girl who had no strength to climb the cliff along the iron rope outside.

Moreover, even if she can climb up, what awaits her is only to be burned to death, or to be chased and killed by Wei Qiao.

Inside the cave, there was a slight sound of footsteps, as if someone was walking slowly with their feet on the ground.

One, two, three, getting closer and closer to Yan Qingge.

She leaned against the cave wall, weak, and for a while, she forgot about the danger in front of her, but remembered many other things.

She remembered the time when she was lying on a recliner by the lake in Qingxingyuan, holding fish food and laughing ruyi.

She remembered that she had just seen Yan Xiuyu, he was dirty like a monkey, with a peerless handsome face, and he claimed to be a young master, but when she pressed it with a ginger handkerchief, he burst into tears.

She remembered that in Heshan, her grandmother and her talked to her in the house, and the snow was falling outside, and the house was as warm as spring, and her heart was also warm as spring.

She remembered that she and Ling Xiao were boating lotus flowers from the inside, and one of them was carrying a lotus leaf.

She remembered that she was studying at Bailu Academy, and her husband looked at her with a smile of approval.

She remembered that she and Ling Xiao were riding horses and galloping on the road, and they were about to fly happily.

She remembered that in the Lejia study, she played chess with Yan Xiuyu, Le Xuan, and Shui Ying, Shui Ying would not admit defeat if she died, and Yan Xiuyu was only willing to lose to her.

……

Those happy moments kept floating in her mind, as if she were a real teenage girl.

In the end, they all dissipated, and in Yan Qingge's mind, there was only one figure left.

It was the figure of a richly dressed and solemnly dressed woman, wearing a bright yellow queen mother-style phoenix robe, and her nails were covered with fake nails studded with precious stones. Her goose egg face is exactly thirty years old, but her eyes are not soft at all, but full of malice and ridicule.

She lightly opened her bright red lips and opened her mouth in Yan Qingge's mind:

"Your Ming'er is my fault!"

"The person your husband has put on the tip of his heart is me."

"The child in your womb will also be born to me!"

This woman is Yan Shuyu, who robbed her of the position of crown princess before she was reborn, and finally became the queen mother.

The string called calm in Yan Qingge's brain finally cracked.

Her great revenge has not been avenged, how can she die?

She stared at the entrance of the cave tightly, picked up a small stone in the corner, and lifted it with great difficulty.

With the sound of "procrastinating" and "procrastinating" footsteps, Wei Qiao's face slowly emerged from the darkness.

Yan Qingge and Wei Qiao haven't seen each other for many days.

Wei Qiao originally had a baby face that was younger than his actual age, but now, he didn't look small at all.

Whether a man is mature or not has little to do with his face, the most important thing is his temperament.

The corners of Wei Qiao's eyebrows and eyes were soaked with a temperament called "deep", although it was still the same cheek carved from white jade, Yan Qingge seemed to see a stranger through his epidermis.

This person is Wei Qiao, not Wei Qiao.

He is insidious and vicious, scheming and scheming, where is there still half a point of the noble son's bearing that was famous in the capital before, and he is clearly a seven-step snake spraying venom outward.

"Miss Yan, it's hard for you to recognize someone Wei from his voice!" Wei Qiao talked eloquently, showing a faint indifferent smile at Yan Qingge.

Yan Qingge's act of writing on Yan Xiuyu's hand was actually seen by him.

"What happened to you Yan Xiaowang and them?" Yan Qingge stared at Wei Qiao and said coldly.

"Just entertain them a little." Wei Qiao looked at Yan Qingge, his eyes showed appreciation: "I only have ** chat here to entertain guests, I shouldn't have neglected Miss Yan, let you also taste **." But there is one sentence that I really don't feel at ease if I don't ask. I wonder why Miss Yan made the Northland's unique fur hat and arm guards. ”

Yan Qingge looked at Wei Qiao and said stiffly: "I saw it from the book." ”

"Oh? I'm afraid not! Wei Qiao's face showed displeasure: "You'd better not lie to me." ”

Yan Qingge was stared at by his terrifying gaze, and felt that Wei Qiao was too vicious to hide anything from him. Everyone else believed her argument from the book that she saw these two things in practice, but he didn't believe it.

Wei Qiao's identity, Yan Qingge no longer had any doubts at this time. He is the spy of the barbarian king of the Northland in the court, or rather, the entire Wei family.

Yan Qingge didn't know if Ning Minzhi, who she had called each other's sisters, was involved. But as soon as she thought that she had used Wei Qiao as the benchmark for her future husband, she couldn't help but scold herself in her heart.

She didn't speak, but Wei Qiao refused to let her go.

Wei Qiao was aggressive and walked towards Yan Qingge, with a dangerous light in his eyes: "If someone really went to the Northland and wrote down such a detailed method of the Northland leather hat and arm guards, why don't I know, but you know?" ”

Yan Qingge was speechless when he asked. She can have a lot of explanations, and she can even take out the invincible Yan family library to fool people.

However, she couldn't fool Wei Qiao.

The Wei family is a detailed work that has been lurking in Beijing for many years in the north, and it is impossible for others to have such a book, and the Wei family does not have it.

At this moment, a little white light flashed in the darkness, and it came straight to the back of Wei Qiao's head like a meteor.