Song Yisheng waved her hand impatiently, and the maids pulled her out.

The guards came in to help restore the tables, chairs and benches, and quickly retreated.

Changning kept a straight face, and grabbed in front of Song Yisheng to speak: "When can I restore Mo Chengyin's identity, at least, you can tell her and let her stop biting me like a madman." ”

Song Yisheng smiled: "Sister Xian, don't be impatient, I have my own arrangements over there." ”

Changning sat at the table and looked at him, but did not speak.

Song Yisheng secretly hated that Song Yijin would only cause him trouble, but the evidence in front of him was similar, and since the matter had come to this, he had no other way.

"I thought of a way to help you avenge your father, but it's too risky...... Song Yisheng waved his hand: "Forget it." ”

Changning clenched his fists, and his eyes turned cold for a moment.

Song Yisheng keenly felt her mood swings, and faintly hooked the corners of his lips.

"What a method." Changning's expression was a little stiff and he asked.

"An extremely dangerous method, but if it succeeds, you will be the most noble woman in the entire Great Chu, and no one can stop you from finding out the truth and returning your father's innocence." Song Yisheng's voice is full of emotion.

Changning moved his hand from the table to under the table.

At this time, it was really clenched to the green tendons.

The reason why she reacted so violently was entirely because Song Yisheng's two sentences were exactly the same as in her previous life.

It's like repeating the past.

"Sister Xian, you?" Song Yisheng saw that Changning was silent for a long time, and frowned at her.

"I'll do it." Changning came back to his senses and raised his head suddenly.

In her previous life, Song Yisheng had a good show with her, but in this life, she will play it.

Song Yisheng narrowed his eyes slightly, and his expression was worried: "Sister Xian doesn't know how risky this matter is, if-"

"There is no if," Changning said in a sonorous tone: "As long as I can avenge my father, I am willing to try anything." ”

There was a glint in her eyes, a pun.

Song Yisheng smiled dryly: "That's good, if you can trust the foolish brother, don't be in a hurry to restore your identity first, I will send someone to teach you to ride and shoot fists and feet, the art of war books." ”

Changning sneered in his heart.

Song Yisheng, a cunning old fox, finally took the bait.

"Mounted archery, the art of war?" She narrowed her eyes: "You want me to pretend to be someone else?" ”

Song Yisheng nodded: "Sister Xian is really smart. ”

"Liu Huazhang." She said again that this time Song Yisheng's expression was not as relaxed as before.

Anything associated with this name.

He will always be suspicious.

Changning raised his chin: "These things can only be learned by the daughter of the general's family, and it is easy to guess that Ling Mei is talking nonsense all day long." ”

"Yes, that's her." Song Yisheng listened to her analysis, and a trace of approval flashed in his eyes.

Smart, astute, and has lived in Chang'an.

He was the perfect choice.

"Liu Huazhang, is Master Hou teasing me?" Changning's tone was calm and there was tension, and his demeanor of raising his eyebrows even made Song Yisheng have an illusion.

He is really facing the most powerful princess of Great Chu.

How is this possible.

Song Yisheng threw away that illusion.

Even if the real Changning princess Liu Huazhang is resurrected, she does not have this awe-inspiring and inviolable momentum.

"Of course it's not teasing, it's a secret, and if you agree to participate, I can tell you the whole thing." Song Yisheng said.

"Then what does Master Hou want to hold me?" Changning raised his eyebrows.

Song Yisheng smiled dryly: "Sister Xian said that she laughed, this is also for the safety of you and me." ”

He is cautious by nature, and he will never feel comfortable telling his secret.

He will definitely ask for a guarantee, or a handle.

When the two of them are tied to a line, he won't worry about Changning betraying him.

"It's not difficult, as long as you write down everything you hear and put your handprints on it." Song Yisheng said.

Changning chuckled, "Of course you can." ”

She waited for the pen.

Even if Song Yisheng was so cautious, he didn't jump into her urn.

Song Yisheng dictated, the content was very simple: "When Empress Xiao Chunyi was in trouble, it happened that the general's wife entered the palace with her young daughter, and I got a message from the old man in the queen's palace, saying that when the queen's mother escorted her to death, she was actually holding her niece, the real Miss Liu. ”

Changning's hand holding the pen paused, not forgetting to express his surprise.

In her previous life, Song Yisheng also told her so.

It's just that he added a premise.

All of this was an illusion he faked, and he contacted Zheng Anhou and worked together to forge it.

Because.

Zheng Anhou needs an eldest princess to relieve the emperor's regrets and help his sister sit in the position of queen.

But you can't allow a real princess to take the throne, otherwise you will only raise tigers.

Which princess would be willing to accept another queen mother.

Therefore, Zheng Anhou wanted to hold a fake princess to the throne, and Liu Huazhang just met the corresponding conditions, so Zheng Anhou found Song Yisheng, and Song Yisheng wanted to "help" her take revenge, so he informed her of this plan.

What a familiar story.

The old thing repeats itself.

Song Yisheng's performance is still so vivid and credible.

Changning looked at him with a wooden face.

However, this man didn't lie to her this time, because he thought that he was facing Mo Chengyin, and there was no need to go to great lengths to cheat.

So Song Yisheng was blunt.

"That's right, if nothing else, Liu Huazhang is the eldest princess that His Majesty has been thinking about for fifteen years."

"It's a big secret." Changning said.

"You don't seem surprised." Song Yisheng squinted and glanced at the paper in front of Changning.

Changning lifted the pen, writing the official script that he was accustomed to in his previous life, and the handwriting was also a neat and neat square that he had practiced when he reviewed the folds eight years later, not the words of Miss Liu that Song Yisheng was familiar with.

"Your Majesty should be very painful if he knows that he killed his own daughter by mistake." She said, with a hint of sarcasm in her tone.

Because she knows.

The emperor will not suffer because of this.

But Song Yisheng heard a hint of revenge.

Very good.

He nodded in satisfaction.

He didn't want the eldest princess he was holding up to be so loyal to the emperor.

"It's written." Changning left his fingerprints and handed them to Song Yisheng.

Song Yisheng looked at her signature, Mo Chengyin's three words, and nodded with satisfaction: "Okay, then the virtuous sister will prepare, I still have to contact a nobleman." ”

"Okay, from tomorrow onwards, I will think of myself as Liu Huazhang." Changning smiled, "Hiding a traitor, Master Hou, don't be afraid." ”

Song Yisheng looked at her and smiled, and his back was inexplicably hairy.

"Of course not." He touched the tip of his nose and turned to leave.

Changning stood in front of the window and watched him walk out of the courtyard door, his fingers tapping on the window frame.

"Song Yisheng, the show has just begun."

The sky was getting dark, and Song Yisheng walked out of the courtyard gate of Qingnuan Pavilion, and heard someone urging.

Lu Zheng beside Cao Shizi came again, this time urging tightly. Master Hou, the eldest lady is crying in the room, I don't know about this matter, do you want to inform the eldest lady? Yang Dehai asked.

Song Yisheng narrowed his eyes: "No need, you can send this picture." ”

He handed Yang Dehai the formation diagram he had drawn.

"Yes." Yang Dehai left in response.

Song Yisheng raised his chin.

Whether there is another more complete formation diagram will soon know.