The square outside the palace resounded with noisy and festive drum music, and the procession of the wedding ceremony was vast and long, and the marching procession stood like a dragon winding on the royal road.

The palace door was wide open, and Changning sat on the chariot and slowly walked out of the palace.

The chariot she boarded outside the Great Sheng Treasure Hall was just to send her outside the palace gate, and it was the eight-horse carriage outside the imperial city gate that really wanted to send her away.

The magnificence and magnificence of the carriage were unprecedented, attracting the people of the entire Chang'an City to come to see the excitement, and the good location had already been crowded with people, and the people wanted to see the demeanor of Princess Changning.

If you pushed me, if it weren't for the protection of the Royal Forest Army on both sides of the road, you would have rushed to the royal road long ago.

The rest of the city is much quieter.

In an inn across two streets from Tongyu Road, the shopkeeper and Xiao Er both ran out to watch the excitement, and a certain guest room upstairs quietly opened a gap.

"Master Hou, everyone is gone." Yang Dehai closed the door seam and turned his head.

Song Yisheng sat on the round stool next to the bed and let out a long breath, then turned his head to look at Chunxiao on the bed, and asked, "What should she do?" ”

Yang Dehai was a little embarrassed.

"She is the princess's person, and the princess is married outside, and we will send her over." Yang Dehai said, but his brows never stretched.

In his eyes, Changning is ruthless, he can die last night without help, but he is afraid that Chunxiao will not end well when he goes back.

"It turns out that she is a princess......" Song Yisheng thought of the woman last night, and the corners of his lips rose.

Yang Dehai reacted to who she was in Song Yisheng's mouth, nodded and said, "Yes, the person last night was Princess Changning." ”

Song Yisheng's eyes rolled flexibly, and Yang Dehai was about to ask how he survived.

If His Majesty kept people under the sword, why did Commander Yin, who served His Majesty, arrest him to blackmail the princess, he saw Song Yisheng raise his eyebrows and asked first: "Do you like her?" ”

This she is the Chunxiao who is unconscious on the bed where Song Yisheng's fingertips are headed.

"Of course not." Yang Dehai flatly denied it.

Song Yisheng squinted slightly.

Yang Dehai was familiar with his habits and suddenly smiled bitterly: "Master Hou, don't make fun of me, I'm already twenty-five, and this girl is only fifteen, how can I like her." ”

"Do you have a wife at home?" Song Yisheng tilted his head and asked.

Yang Dehai was stunned.

This action was Song Yisheng's habit when he was young, and with his white and lovely smile, he looked sincere and pure, but since General Song went, he had never seen Song Yisheng's innocent and natural appearance.

"If you don't speak, you don't have it?"

Song Yisheng smacked his lips, touched his chin and scratched again: "It seems that I used to be not very good to my subordinates, I am more than twenty people, and I haven't asked you for a daughter-in-law, it's hard for you to be so loyal." ”

"Master Hou is serious," Yang Dehai was quite embarrassed.

Song Yisheng glanced at Chunxiao: "Then ask her to be your daughter-in-law, if you save her, just treat her as a personal promise." ”

"No!" Yang Dehai refused very simply.

"Master Hou forgot everything to say this, we have a grudge against this girl to kill her father and destroy the clan-"

"And you still save her? It can be seen that you killed someone's father's clan. ”

Song Yisheng was still smart, but he quickly reacted, licked his lips and frowned at himself: "I asked you to kill her father?" ”

Yang Dehai hurriedly shook his head: "No, we didn't kill anyone, we just ......"

"Ahem......" Chunxiao coughed lightly, trying to lift her eyelids.

Seeing this, Yang Dehai strode forward: "Let's go!" ”

"Why are you leaving?" Song Yisheng refused: "If I save her, I want her to know that I am her savior." ”

Yang Dehai had a headache: "Hou Ye's temper really hasn't changed at all. ”

Song Yisheng grinned.

On the other side, Chunxiao finally woke up and coughed twice while holding the wound on his chest, and subconsciously thanked him: "Thank you Erweiying-"

Chunxiao's words came to an abrupt end.

Because Song Yisheng still looked back with a bright smile, but in her eyes, he was a hideous demon who had come back from the dead, smiling out a mouthful of blue and bloodthirsty fangs.

"Ahh Chunxiao screamed, subconsciously shrunk into the bed, her frightened eyes slightly convex and bloodshot.

This also startled Song Yisheng, he swooped into the distance, rolled up and down in his Adam's apple and pointed his finger at himself: "I'm also handsome, do I look like a ghost?" ”

He looked at Yang Dehai, but got a positive answer on Yang Dehai's face.

In Chunxiao's eyes, isn't he a demon who climbed up from hell?

"Song Yisheng, Song Yisheng," Chunxiao read the name, boundless resentment poured out from the limbs and hundreds of bones, and the fear of waking up suddenly turned into nothing, and all that was left was endless hatred!

"Song Yisheng!" Chunxiao screamed and pounced, and grabbed Song Yisheng's neck with both hands into claws.

Song Yisheng retreated again and again: "You have injuries on your body, and I won't do anything with the little girl." ”

"You give back my father's life!" Chunxiao doesn't care so much, even when she sees Song Yisheng's ghost, she will strangle him!

Song Yisheng stepped onto the chair of the inn and jumped on the table, and the next second he fell behind Yang Dehai, with a sneering face: "Why do you like a crazy woman?" ”

Chunxiao's movements stopped abruptly, and Brother Yang's three words were swallowed back timidly in her mouth, turning into a question: "Yang Dehai, do you still want to help the abuse and protect this traitorous villain?" ”

Yang Dehai raised his chin without hesitation: "I have already said that Master Hou is also a victim. And he has amnesia now, and he doesn't remember anything from the past. ”

Chunxiao sneered angrily: "Amnesia, don't you need to pay the price for the past?" ”

Yang Dehai was silent.

"I killed your whole family, as long as I lose my memory, I don't have to pay with blood?!" Chunxiao asked with hatred, and her small body seemed to contain great explosive power.

Song Yisheng couldn't hear it and stepped forward: "Who killed your whole family?" ”

"You! You framed my father and let my whole clan die without being an official slave, and it was you! ”

Song Yisheng looked at Yang Dehai in a daze, and Yang Dehai had a forbearant expression: "Let me slowly explain the ins and outs of the matter to Master Hou." ”

"No need," Song Yisheng held up a hand, "I don't need to know, and I don't want to know." ”

Chunxiao sneered.

Song Yisheng raised his chin: "You think I'm running away?" ”

"Isn't it?" Chunxiao was contemptuous.

Even if Song Yisheng loses his memory and regains some conscience, he is still a murderer and a heinous villain.

"Joke, if I hurt you, you will hurt me first."

Song Yisheng's words were quite childish, but they made Yang Dehai close his eyes and sigh.

"Who in the world would do evil for no reason, is it just you who want to be a good person?" Song Yisheng sneered: "So either you hurt me first, or you blocked my way." ”

"You! You're a strong word! Chunxiao shouted.

Song Yisheng grinned: "What if I am forceful, what I am saying is the truth, your life is the fact that I saved, and you have to die for me if you return your life." ”

"You're delusional!" Chunxiao categorically refused, and it was only at this moment that she reacted, she was clearly imprisoned by Song Yisheng and the others.

Song Yisheng chuckled: "Really? ”

Suddenly there was a noise in the distance, as if the undercurrent of the ground was gradually approaching.

Chunxiao pricked up her ears and looked at the window, and she could see the big red family sending off the long dragon in the distance.

"Your Highness...... Your Highness! ”