"You, you're using me." Song Yijin protected things and asked, "You deliberately let me go last night?" ”

Changning looked at her amusedly.

If this person becomes suspicious, he is really a snake shadow, and he doesn't even believe himself.

"yes." Changning raised his chin, and his eyebrows and eyes were full of light.

But this look is arrogant in Song Yijin's eyes.

"You!" Song Yijin had no way to retreat, his mind was a mess, and the rules and regulations he had originally thought of were completely disrupted by Changning's yes.

If yesterday's escape from death was arranged by Liu Huazhang, then what did she want? What the hell did she want to do.

Changning took in Song Yijin's panic.

"Afraid of me?" She provoked and sneered: "Play with my brain, you are still tender." ”

Song Yijin's hands trembled but she stared back at her, but she had just recognized herself as Mu Sheng in the county office, and the confidence she had built up when she thought she had seized the opportunity collapsed little by little and collapsed under Changning's sneering gaze.

She couldn't guess.

She couldn't guess what Liu Huazhang was thinking.

I can't guess why Liu Huazhang suddenly appeared in the Song family's study, and he was still upright, and he didn't even alarm a guard of the Hou Mansion.

She couldn't guess what Song Yisheng was thinking, she couldn't guess anything, she couldn't understand anything.

She's a piece of shit!

"Ahh Song Yijin hugged his head and screamed, and the information was scattered all over the ground.

"Shut up!" Changning drank cold.

Song Yijin trembled in fright, shrunk into a ball, and didn't dare to make a sound.

Changning stepped forward and stepped on half a page.

She leaned over to pick it up and let out a stabbing sound: "You saw it all? The formation used by Mu Sheng was actually created by your brother. ”

Song Yijin gritted his teeth and raised his head: "You stole my brother's credit!" ”

"yes." Changning's eyes were wide open, full of energy, and he was confident.

"Despicable!" Song Yijin scolded.

This formation was originally created by Song Yisheng, but Song Yisheng has never been given a position in the army, lacks the opportunity to practice, and cannot determine the specific number of phalanxes in actual combat, so it is kept secret.

Song Yisheng is extremely good at forbearance, even when he thinks of such a good formation, he can not help but say nothing.

Vainly waiting for the opportunity, soaring into the sky.

"Your brother is really smart, and he's a genius in that regard." Changning smiled and shook the page in front of Song Yijin.

She was telling the truth.

In his previous life, it was Song Yisheng who created this set of formations, which was combined with a crossbow lock that could extend the range to perfectly suppress the Turkic army, and Song Yisheng also promoted Qing'an Hou to a second-class martial artist because of this merit.

also got the emperor's approval, and expanded the ironclad guard into an ironclad army of 10,000 people, which was in the limelight for a while.

And in her life, she stole Song Yisheng's achievements and walked Song Yisheng's path.

Then Song Yisheng naturally has no way out.

Changning's eyes glanced at the thin page of paper in his hand.

Song Yijin's heart was lifted.

This is evidence, this is the evidence that Song Yisheng came up with the formation before Mu Sheng.

"But what I like to do most is to destroy geniuses."

"Thorn" Changning crossed his hands, and against Song Yijin's resentful gaze, he tore the evidence in two.

"You!" Song Yijin tensed his body, and his hand was already on the red rope around his waist.

Changning was like a vigilant leopard, staring at her firmly: "Hey, you have to think about it carefully." ”

Song Yijin stared at her viciously.

"Save your brother's manuscript, or save yourself."

Changning was like a cunning fox, "If I'm not mistaken, that hidden weapon of yours can only be fired three times, the first time is in the chest, the second time is in the stomach, this time," she pointed at Song Yijin with her finger, and her gaze went down: "It should be shot out of the lower abdomen." ”

Song Yijin's eyes lit up and he leaned weakly against the wall.

Guessed right, everything was guessed by her.

"As long as I dodge, do you think you still have something to intimidate me?" Changning chuckled lightly, without a pause in his hand.

Four, eight, until the splinters covered the sky and were lifted up by her like scattered flowers.

Song Yijin's mind kept crumbling in this snowflake.

What could be more painful than being suppressed face-to-face by the person you most want to surpass.

Changning's scorching gaze scorched her soul like charcoal, which was even more humiliating than forcing her to bow her head to Changning.

Song Yijin sat paralyzed on the ground, having completely given up resistance.

Changning raised his chin.

That's what she wants.

She wanted Song Yijin to be from now on, and her heart was shocked when she thought of her.

When I heard her name, I was so panicked that I couldn't think of resisting.

She asked Song Yijin to regret her cleverness that day and escape by chance, because living in the shadow of Liu Huazhang would only make her worse than dead.

Only in this way will it be enough to wash away the shame of her failure last night.

Changning is arrogant and strict with herself, and last night's mistake not only reminded her to be more cautious, but also aroused her competitiveness.

Song Yijin had absolute luck to happen to bump into the officers and soldiers patrolling on the way to escape.

This is undoubtedly reminding Changning of Song Yijin's identity in his previous life.

The one who has the last laugh.

Changning evoked a sneer, in her previous life, the two brothers and sisters sat on the world that belonged to her.

Can it still be comfortable?

"Hua ...... Sister Huazhang, Sister Huazhang! Song Yijin suddenly raised his head and crawled over crying.

Changning looked down coldly.

This scene is so similar to the last moment of her previous life.

"Song Yijin, no matter who you become, you are destined to crawl at my feet." Changning looked down calmly.

Song Yijin's body was stiff, and he couldn't say anything about begging for mercy that originally came to his lips.

"I know, you still don't believe it, you still don't accept it." Changning lowered his head and clamped her chin, forcing her to look up.

Song Yijin's eyes widened and he shook his head: "No, no, Sister Huazhang, for my father's sake, you forgive me, you forgive us!" My brother didn't mean to testify against your Liu family, he ...... He was also forced. ”

Changning smiled contemptuously, and the harder his hands worked, Song Yijin was forced to raise his chin, and his voice was a little out of tune: "Hua ...... Sister Zhang, my brother...... He's always thinking about you...... You see he's in the side yard...... The women in the side courtyard all look the same as you. ”

When Changning thought of those women, he only felt sick to his stomach.

Song Yijin's drooping hand secretly went to his back, and there, there was a red thread.

Changning's eyelids were raised slightly, and he stepped forward with one foot on the ground, and crushed slightly: "Qian donkey skills are poor, will I be planted twice in a pit?" ”

"Hmm!" Song Yijin's cry of pain was blocked by a piece of paper stuffed into her mouth.

Changning pushed upward, forcing Song Yijin to bite the note, and patted her cheek: "Good boy, you can try again." ”

Song Yijin's jaw trembled violently from shame and anger, and Changning had already lifted his feet and retreated a few steps.

She was leaving.

Song Yijin's eyes became hideous.

As long as she survives this time, she'll be-

"Oh yes," Changning turned around, "I forgot to tell you, you guessed a little bit right just now." ”

"Song Yisheng has indeed been looking for me, looking for Liu Huazhang."

Song Yijin was dumbfounded.

If Song Yisheng knew that Liu Huazhang was not dead, but did not report it to the imperial court, what would it mean.

"Also, remember to pack up these materials and send them to where I live." Changning seemed to feel that Song Yijin was not stimulated enough violently, and spit out three words word by word: "Qingnuan Pavilion." ”

"Shanyun? You are Shanyun! Song Yijin slammed up from the ground, the Shanyun who made Song Yisheng crazy and seemed to be fascinated?

Changning laughed and pushed the door out.

"Song Yisheng!" Song Yijin slammed all the things on the desk to the ground.