The veil covered the lower half of Shiya's face, and a pair of eyes were very similar to those of the south, just an ignorant and fearless, a wise and fearless, similar but very different.

Shiya saw Yan Xuzong staring at her in a daze, and wondered: "Lord, Shiya has really become a flower cat?" Didn't you see that the prince used to like flower cats? ”

After Yan Xuzong returned to his senses, his face was heavy: "Shiya, are you willing to practice martial arts?" ”

Shiya was surprised: "Why did the prince let Shiya practice martial arts?" "The prince likes women the most knowledgeable, virtuous and virtuous, how do you want to change?

Wanyan Xuzong waved his hand: "Forget it, Shiya doesn't want to learn it!" ”

He just wanted to see if his ignorant eyes would become wise and fearless because of his martial arts practice?

Shiya: "Does the prince want Shiya to practice martial arts to help the prince avenge?" If this is the case, Shiya is willing to practice martial arts! Willing to protect the prince! ”

Wanyan Xuzong laughed, a weak woman said that she wanted to avenge him, how funny it sounded!

Shiya wiped away her tears and glared at Wan Yan Xuzong: "Lord, Shiya is serious, Shiya is willing to suffer for the sake of the prince, suffer anything!" ”

Shuhuwei frowned: "Please keep quiet, if you move again, the blood from the wound will flow faster!" If you lose too much blood, your subordinates won't be able to make it up for you right away. ”

Shiya: "The prince must believe in Shiya, Shiya can do it." ”

Wanyan Xuzong nodded, his eyes were gratified: "Okay, this king will ask people to find you a good master when he turns around!" ”

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As soon as Ruixiang left the palace, he was dragged by Akzhansong to a clean place.

The balance level is quiet and there are no waves, and ducks and geese play in the water. The willows on both sides of the strait are clinging, and the grass is green.

Ruixiang's steps were heavy, and his heart seemed to be pressed against a thousand catties of giant ding, what did Ah Song take him to do in a hurry, the answer is self-evident.

A fire burned in Akzhansong's heart, which made the whole person confused, in pain, and had no way to save him.

His hands tightly grasped Ruixiang's arms: "Ruixiang, tell me, is that 、、、 that southbound sister 、、、?" ”

When he said the last sentence, Akzhansong almost cried, he was afraid to hear from Ruixiang's mouth that Ah Mei was the murderer in the Song army-Nanjin.

Ruixiang asked rhetorically: "Ah Song, why do you say that Ah Mei is the southward advance of the Song army?" Isn't Ah Mei a golden man? How will it be a Song person? Ah Mei is kind-hearted, how can she be a murderer? ”

"Ah Song, don't be foolish!"

Akzhansong looked excited, and grabbed Ruixiang's arm hard: "Really? Ah Mei is really not a Song person going south? Ruixiang, you say it again, Ah Mei, she is not a Song person going south! Say, say it! ”

Ruixiang looked at Akzhansong, who urgently needed an answer in his eyes to comfort: "Ah Song, Ah Mei is a golden man and a woman, how can it be that the Song people are going south?" You just look at him like a sister, and you can't just think that he is a sister! ”

"You're humiliating that sister in your heart, you know? Ah Song, can you bear it? "The sister in your heart has always kept it!

Akzhansong shook his head and cried with joy, "I know that Ah Mei is not the Song people who went south, she is so kind and pure, how can I humiliate her so 、、、?" ”

After punching the willow tree next to him, "I'm a bastard, I'm damned, how can I be so suspicious of Ah Mei?" ”

Ruixiang grabbed Akzhansong, who wanted to fight again: "If you are injured because of Ah Mei, she should be sad in her heart, right?" ”

Why should there be one more person to bear this pain that cannot be shaken off, if deception can make people happy, then deception will continue to be deceive!

"Ruixiang, you're right, Ah Mei is the most soft-hearted, she will definitely be sad to see me like this."

Ruixiang tapped his heart: "Look at your little breath, tears are about to flow out!" ”

Akzhansong turned his face away, stretched out his hand and wiped it heavily: "I'm happy, okay!" ”

With Ruixiang's temperament, how could he be complacent when he learned that he framed Ah Mei as a Song man and was the Song demon who killed more than 100,000 warriors of their Dajin?

With Ruixiang's ingenuity, he must have guessed it a long time ago! He's so stupid! Ruixiang was worried that he would not be able to accept the truth if he knew the truth, and he was afraid that he would be uncomfortable.

In fact, from the first time he saw Nanjin, he recognized it. Going south is Ah Mei, and Ah Mei is going south.

Why is there such a painful thing in the world?

Think about it, there are many trails to follow. The time when Ah Mei left, the time of joining the army in the south, the changes that took place in the Song army, especially the appearance of their Dajin's wrestling skills in the Song army.

It's him, it's the sister wrestling he taught himself, he's a sinner of Dajin, and heinous sinner of Dajin!

Why? Why are you a Song person?

For the first time, the two tacitly concealed their innermost thoughts, and they didn't know what to do!

Texas, Nanjin rubbed his sour wrist, put down the painted orchid Xiangzhu trumpet pen, and muttered a few words to Yue Qize in his heart, saying that he would be punished, and he would also give him a little face for the loyal and brave marquis!

Looking at the lake pen in his hand, the materials and paintings are all high-quality, and Brother Jiu is undoubtedly excellent for the south, obviously surpassing Yue Qize.

Divide Yue Qize, is forced to be helpless!

With Yue Qize's merits, it is normal to seal the marquis, but it was given to the southward march that lagged behind Yue Qize by a few percent, saying that it was because of the Nan family, but in fact, it was to block the sight of others! Although there is a bit of sincerity in it!

Hehe, he seemed to feel a little warmth from Brother Jiu's eyes, the warmth of home. How is that possible?

After being separated from the sorrow of the previous life for a long time, people's minds have become fragile, and they hope for the warmth between relatives and the thoughtfulness between lovers.

The revenge has not been avenged, the war is stalemate, there is leisure to think about others, go south, you are normal!

Knock Knock –

Liu Er came in: "Master, the general is here!" ”

Are you used to entering the door late at night?! Dressed during the day, it is rare to relax at night, and I was also deprived by Yue Qize! Always be on the alert!

"The third brother doesn't rest, why did he think of me?"

Yue Qize closed the door and looked at Nanjin dressed in a daytime outfit, as if he had expected him to come? In front of him, you need to be fully armed?

"Come and see if you've completed your twenty times of military discipline? So as not to be embarrassed to mention it early in the morning! ”

Nanjin was confused, "Does the third brother want me to complete it or not?" ”

Yue Qize: "What do you say?" ”

Nanjin poured a cup of white water for Yue Qize: "If it is too stiff, it will arouse the suspicion of others, and the influence among the generals is also great, I still finished it well, let's sulk in my heart!" Everything has to be done gradually! ”

Yue Qize nodded, there seemed to be countless vines firmly trapped in his body and mind in the place where he went south, comfortable, nostalgic, knowing that it was wrong, he still wanted to stay for a while.

He took out a stack of papers from his arms and handed it over, Nanjin took it curiously, and took a closer look, "Third brother, you don't have to stay up at all, you will finish writing in one day and one night!" ”

Yue Qize: "Why doesn't my handwriting look like it?" ”

The thoughts under the pressure of these days of going south have been tumbling again because of this matter, as the general of Jingdong and Jingdong, Yue Qize has no skills, and he has endless things to deal with every day. How can I have the leisure to help him copy the military discipline twenty times?

But Yue Qize just wrote, and it was equivalent to his handwriting, the paper was the same, and it was exhaustive, and Nanjin was moved in his heart.

"When did the third brother imitate my handwriting? If you look closely, you can see that the gods are all like. ”

Yue Qize: "I also have your notes there, and I can always write them out according to the copy." ”

In fact, he copied the handwriting of Nanjin a long time ago, and today it comes in handy!