Chapter 351

Song Ci took a deep breath, closed her eyes, and the pictures that she had hidden for more than 500 years appeared in front of her eyes frame by frame.

Song Xue's bullying, Song Yan's bullying, and everything Luo Xiang and Song Qizhi had done to her, she clenched her hands tightly, her anger was churning, no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't suppress it.

"But what about the hatred of my third life."

【Ding! Host, even if you didn't have Leng Hanyi at the time, would you have been able to dodge it? 】

Ding Ding didn't say anything more, but Song Ci knew what it meant.

Even if she didn't have Leng Hanyi, would she be able to dodge? The answer is clearly no.

Song Xue also arranged three outlaws behind her, if she was met by them, she might not be able to endure so much suffering, and even more perhaps, she would die directly on the spot.

But these are assumptions, and the things she experienced are real.

【Ding! Host, it's time, it's time for you to fold up again. 】

Song Ci Qingjin burst out: "You don't need to remind me of this, thank you." ”

Song Ci got up and wiped the water droplets off his body, the fragrance of essential oils and roses remained on his body, the smell was very light, but it seemed to be sprinkled from the inside out.

As soon as he walked out of the bathroom, Song Ci noticed that something was wrong in the bedroom.

After looking around, I saw a bouquet of fresh, deliberately taken care of roses on the bed.

Song Ci raised her eyebrows, she remembered very well that when she came in, she locked the door.

So, where did this bouquet of flowers come about?

Picking up the flower and sniffing it, the corners of his mouth hooked, he searched around the room, and finally, found a hidden gap on the side of a painting.

Song Ci raised his eyebrows slightly, looked clear, and turned back to his bedside.

She wanted to see what Leng Hanyi wanted to do.

As the night deepened, the curtains swayed in the breeze, the room was bathed in a sea of roses, and the people on the beds were heaving their chests, breathing slowly, and smiling lightly, as if they were in a wonderful dream.

There was a slight movement in the direction of the wall, and then, the seemingly flawless wall was opened, and out of it came a man, who cautiously walked in the direction of the bed.

The person on the bed clenched his hands the moment the door was opened, and the corners of his mouth quickly hooked, but soon, they disappeared.

Leng Hanyi walked to the head of the bed, saw Song Ci sleeping sweetly, and his eyes involuntarily softened.

If Luo Jinsheng, who lived in the other room, knew that he was on every precaution, but he didn't guard against Leng Hanyi, he didn't know what kind of mood he should have.

The night in country F is relatively cold, and the forest is outside, so the temperature at night is exceptionally low, and each room in the castle has a constant temperature device, but someone can't stand it from opening the window to put the cold air inside.

Leng Hanyi turned around to close the window, but Song Ci on the bed opened his eyes and watched his movements.

As soon as Leng Hanyi closed the window, he was hit by a gust of wind, and immediately turned away and fired more blows.

Song Ci didn't plan to give up just like that, his eyebrows were sharp, and he stretched out his hand to split.

At this moment, if she had a sword in her hand, she would definitely be able to split Leng Hanyi in half.

And Leng Hanyi was sure that the person behind him was Song Ci, and immediately withdrew the strength of his whole body and let Song Ci move.

Song Ci frowned, his hand stopped at the center of Leng Hanyi's eyebrows, and then compared it to the shape of a pistol

"Mr. Leng, what are you doing in the middle of the night?"