Song Yijin was guarding the door, watching Yang Dehai eat meat and drink wine, with a sneer on his lips.

Soon, Yang Dehai collapsed on the table.

She sneered and entered the door, circled around Yang Dehai, looked this ordinary-looking burly man up and down, and snorted coldly: "He doesn't even believe my words, but he believes you so much." ”

There was a hint of coldness in Song Yijin's words: "You should feel honored." ”

She lifted her chin and struggled to bring Yang down so that he lay flat on the ground.

"Where?" Song Yijin rummaged through his chest, but found nothing.

She closed her eyes and remembered that day.

Reaching out to grab it himself, Yang Dehai was as vigilant as a cat whose tail had been stepped on.

With his back to her.

Song Yijin raised his head, pushed Yang Dehai by one arm, rummaged around him, and soon touched the scroll that was rolled into a roll.

She raised her eyebrows, trying to pull the scroll out.

However, Yang Dehai was too heavy.

She snorted and shoved the scroll out of a small section, pulling it out with all her might.

"Hey." A sigh rang in my ears.

Song Yijin was vigilant, and saw a palm pressed on the scroll that had been half pulled out, she subconsciously raised her head, and saw Yang Dehai staring at her with bloodshot eyes, and shook her head helplessly: "Miss, why are you doing this." ”

"You're not dizzy!" Song Yijin was shocked.

Yang Dehai smiled dryly: "When my subordinates walk the rivers and lakes, you can know the taste of sweat medicine." He raised his left hand, and Song Yijin saw that he had pierced several pillows there at some point.

With such a sharp pain, how could he faint.

"There is medicine in the meal, but there is not even a guard outside the courtyard, obviously the person who drugged me has a good position in the house." Yang Dehai looked at her, "I just didn't expect it to be you, the eldest lady." ”

"Huh, now you know?" Song Yijin stood up, still holding the scroll and not letting go.

Of course, Yang Dehai will not let go.

Song Yijin couldn't pull out the painting scroll despite his strength to eat, and he was immediately annoyed and angry, "Yang Dehai! ”

She drank coldly: "I order you to let go!" ”

Yang Dehai did not move.

"I'm the eldest lady of the Song family, don't think that if you are loyal to my brother, you can disobey me, I will drive you out of the house!" Song Yijin gritted his teeth angrily: "Someone, someone!" ”

"Miss, let's rest." Yang Dehai coldly: "If you want to do this kind of thing, you must have already separated people and won't scare me." ”

"You!" Song Yijin grinds.

She didn't expect that a Yang Dehai would be so difficult.

"You were rescued by my father, but you are disrespectful to me, are you worthy of my father!" She uses a trick.

"The eldest lady has a saying that is very true." Yang Dehai said expressionlessly: "It is an honor for my subordinates to be trusted by Lord Hou, and my subordinates are willing to pay for this." ”

Yang Dehai slammed his force, the scroll came out of his hand, and he inserted it into his belt.

"You!" Song Yijin was dragged forward by him, Yang Dehai dodged to avoid it, and Song Yijin almost hit the door frame.

Seeing that the hope in her hand was disappointed, she was so angry that tears crackled and fell.

This time, not only did he miss the time, but he also made Yang Dehai vigilant.

Thinking about getting the formation diagram again is tantamount to a fool's dream.

"Be loyal to Him, and you will know Him! I'm also my father's daughter, why are you helping him bully me! You're all just going to bully me! Song Yijin was so angry that he stomped his feet and cried.

Yang Dehai hung his head.

"Miss, I'm afraid it's not appropriate for my subordinates to say these words, but Master Hou treats you with really good intentions, don't misunderstand Master Hou."

"Misunderstanding? Am I going to misunderstand him?! ”

Song Yijin cried so much that it rained: "Then what is in your hand?" He obviously has a more complete formation map, but he only gave me a sketch, he didn't mean to calculate me, he wanted to snatch all the credit, what is it?! ”

"Formation diagram?" Yang Dehai frowned: "What formation diagram?" ”

How many times have he seen this picture?

There is no formation diagram.

Song Yisheng really has nothing to say to this only sister, he gave her everything, how could he calculate her.

"You don't play stupid!"

Song Yijin narrowed his eyes slightly: "Then do you dare to let me take a look!" ”

Yang Dehai clenched the painting shaft tightly, a little hesitant.

He grew up in the Song family, General Song has the grace of saving his life, Song Yisheng and him have the grace of knowing each other, he should not watch this brother and sister turn against each other.

"Miss, this is a portrait, it's really not a formation diagram."

"Heh, you just said that you were willing to die for him, so what's so embarrassing about lying to him." Song Yijin sneered, obviously not believing Yang Dehai's words.

Yang Dehai frowned.

Song Yijin is not as smart as Changning, but he is also a good person, so he immediately struck while the iron was hot.

"Yang Dehai, don't you think I'm the young lady of the Song family."

"The eldest lady is serious." Yang Dehai clenched his fists.

"Then you can see the scroll, why can't I see it? I'm his own sister, can I still help others hurt him? Song Yijin said.

That's exactly what she thought in her heart.

It's just that there are some things that you can't just think about.

People are in the game, and they can't help themselves.

But unfortunately, Yang Dehai, who has always been shrewd, was also pulled into the game by Song Yijin.

This sentence is in Song Yisheng's ears, and it is also credible, let alone him.

"That's good, the subordinates will take it upon themselves to show the eldest lady, and then the eldest lady will know how deep the misunderstanding of the Hou Ye is." He gritted his teeth, feeling that even if this portrait was known by Song Yijin, it would not reveal any information.

Song Yijin nodded again and again: "As long as this is not a formation diagram, I am naturally willing to believe my brother." ”

Yang Dehai took a deep breath and slowly unfolded the scroll.

The girl with the prancing horse whip was heroic and looked down at her arrogantly.

Song Yijin's eyes widened, "Liu Huazhang! ”

The smile on the lips of the person in the painting is the most powerful ridicule of her.

ridicule her ignorance.

It was useless to ridicule her.

"Ahh Is he crazy, baby such a picture! Isn't he afraid of killing his head! Song Yijin screamed, grabbing Yang Dehai's shoulder and shaking: "Where is the formation map!" Where's the formation map! ”

Yang Dehai hated the iron and pushed her away: "Miss, why haven't you woken up yet!" ”

"Wake up? He hides a portrait of Liu Huazhang! Song Yijin's eyes widened.

No wonder, no wonder he said he wouldn't believe her.

also pampered the cheap maid in Qingnuan Pavilion, it turns out that he can't forget his feelings at all!

"He's been fascinated by that vixen, you let me wake up, you should let him wake up!"

"It's not what the eldest lady thinks, it's ......" Yang Dehai wanted to speak and stopped.

"What is it? You say? ”

Song Yijin sneered: "I can't say it." ”

Yang Dehai rolled up the portrait in a sullen voice: "Everything will be explained to you when the Hou Ye comes back." ”

"I don't listen, I don't listen! Let him explain it to his father! ”

"You ask him to explain to his father, explain how he fell in love with Liu Huazhang, how he was crazy about her, how he was crazy about her, and how he bullied his own sister for her!"

"Miss!" Yang Dehai called urgently, and Song Yijin had already turned his head and ran away.

Yang Dehai inserted the painting back into his waist and chased him out of the yard, and when he saw a guard passing behind him, he immediately urged: "Hurry up and chase it, don't let the eldest lady have an accident." ”

"Yes!" The guard responded, chased after him in a panic and accidentally bumped into Yang Dehai.

"Stop!" Yang Dehai suddenly drank coldly, and touched his back waist with his hand.