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Song Yijin was furious, and the piece of paper that fluttered and fell as she spoke was like Changning's last taunt, reminding her of the moment of humiliation.

She kicked the ground hard, desperate to throw everything away.

"Miss......" As soon as Changning left, a maid knocked on the door.

"Get out!" Song Yijin scolded, the maid paused, and knocked on the door again: "The eldest lady is-"

"If you don't get out, I'll let the guards beat you to death!"

This time, it was finally quiet.

Song Yijin looked at the mess on the ground, desperately trying to clean up his even more messy confidence, in a vain attempt to sort out his thoughts.

Liu Huazhang didn't kill her.

Liu Huazhang really didn't kill her.

The rest of his life after the catastrophe did not make Song Yijin feel happy, but gave birth to a sense of suffocation wrapped in conspiracy.

Fear swirled in her stomach.

Already twice.

Liu Huazhang didn't kill her before, because he wanted to use her mouth to testify to the people of the city that it was the eldest lady of the Liu family who protected Qing'an County and saved everyone's lives.

She dodged.

This time.

Song Yijin looked at the mess and said hatefully: "Song Yisheng, how much have you hidden from me." ”

With so many drawings both new and old, it would be really stupid for her to guess what Song Yisheng was studying.

Wood, organs.

She's just heard something, and today she finally got a glimpse.

Song Yijin flipped through the pages and sorted out the materials into stacks, and his eyes stopped at the piece of paper left by Changning.

Her fingertips trembled with anger.

Forcing himself to pick up the piece of paper and unfold it, the legend came into view, and Song Yijin's head buzzed.

It's a twenty-man formation.

Full pages, with revisions, annotations, and summaries.

The page that completely shows the creative ideas is roughly the same as the page that was torn by Changning and belongs to Song Yisheng, or even more detailed.

Her fists creaked, and the wound on her shoulder burst open again, and it hurt fiercely.

"Liu Huazhang!"

"Good boy, you can try again." Changning's sneering voice rang in his ears.

made her feel like a child who was carried up by an adult, looking hideous with her teeth and claws, but people only thought she was a funny clown.

Try it.

Liu Huazhang gave her a crucial page, a page that could prove the ownership of the formation.

Just let her try it and tease her.

Liu Huazhang is confident.

And she.

But when I think of that name, I don't fight so much that my legs tremble!

She's such a shit!

Song Yijin was extremely disappointed in himself, and he was also extremely disappointed in Song Yisheng.

He searched for the "fake Liu Huazhang" in the house, trying in vain to train them to be her substitutes, and hid the real slave girl Shanyun disguised as some bullshit in the Qingnuan Pavilion.

He just didn't want to die!

Although Song Yijin had never seen Shanyun before, or that she was arrogant and had not paid attention to a little girl at all, she knew what happened a few days before Song Yisheng left for Chang'an.

That good cloud is the treasure that Song Yisheng holds in the palm of his hand.

Song Yisheng is clearly unfinished!

"Song Yisheng is indeed looking for me and Liu Huazhang." Changning's arrogant sneer was more sarcastic than anything else.

A white light flashed in front of Song Yijin's eyes, and his ears were ringing.

Could it really be that she was right, Song Yisheng was indeed forced to identify the Liu family?

Song Yijin's mind was in a mess.

Because if Liu Huazhang, who she thought she knew, had been alive and could have infiltrated the Song family, she would have killed her family cleanly a long time ago.

But now, their mothers and daughters are living well.

Song Yisheng still has hope to enter Chang'an as an official.

This is not Liu Huazhang's character at all, why didn't she kill them!

Song Yijin hugged his head and thought hard to no avail.

Except that Song Yisheng did not participate in the murder of the Liu family, and was not the real murderer of the Liu family, she really couldn't think of any other reason.

"Song Yisheng, Song Yisheng!" Song Yijin's hands trembled violently, and he rummaged on the table like crazy.

She was going to write a letter to her brother.

She was going to ask about it.

If she doesn't ask clearly, she's going crazy in fear and speculation!

Song Yijin's hand holding the pen trembled, and she had to hold her right wrist with her left hand and barely write.

The door was kicked open.

Song Yijin screamed, the brush snapped and fell on the paper, and the whole person jumped up like a frightened bird and hid next to the shelf, grabbing the sandalwood frame.

Qin Wujiang rolled his eyes to the sky and picked out his ears, "Then Prince Ruo, was he injured by your screams, right?" ”

Song Yijin swallowed his saliva and forced his composure.

"I ...... I thought it was my mother who came in. Song Yijin laughed twice.

Qin Wujiang looked outside the door, where was the shadow of the Du clan, "Oh? ”

"My mother didn't like me to come to the study, she said that girls should ...... There should be more nuns. Song Yijin barely stopped the trilling in his words and calmed his emotions.

Qin Wujiang twice: "Oh? "Silence.

"Staff Officer Qin forcibly broke into my Hou Mansion's study, what the hell is going on?" Song Yijin forced composure.

"I'm looking for you," Qin Wujiang grinned, his eyes glancing up and down.

"Staff Officer Qin said cautiously," Song Yijin said, his gaze following Qin Wujiang to the half-written letter on the table that was stained with ink.

She immediately stepped forward and crumpled the letter into a ball, and said, "It's about the reputation of the little girl, and I ask the staff officer to leave quickly." ”

"Oh." Qin Wujiang responded with his mouth, but his feet stepped forward very honestly.

Song Yijin feigned anger: "If you don't retreat, I'll-"

"What about you?" Qin Wujiang asked casually, his knuckles were clearly scanned, and he actually picked up the piece of paper that was placed on the top of the information.

His eyes were clearly staring at the one in his hand!

Song Yijin was so angry that his teeth itched.

This surnamed Qin is simply too difficult.

"Staff Officer Qin!" She drank, bypassed the book case in front of Qin Wujiang, and stretched out her hand to grab it.

Qin Wujiang was waiting for her.

He raised his hand to parry, and easily blocked Song Yijin back, his eyes were bright, and he held the flowers with both hands, and Song Yijin's clumsy and dodging hand was firmly caught by him.

Song Yijin secretly said that it was not good.

How could she have Liu Huazhang's skills and fight with Qin Wujiang.

"Oops!" Song Yijin screamed in pain, Qin Wujiang subconsciously let go, she immediately pressed her left shoulder and pinched it fiercely.

Blood does not want money to flow out.

Qin Wujiang raised his eyebrows and shouted, "Come on, your eldest lady is injured and relapsed." ”

Song Yijin forcibly raised his injured arm, wanting to get back the piece of paper in Changning.

"Hey, Miss, let's take care of your injuries, Qin is interested in this thing, so I'll borrow it on the day." Qin Wujiang said with a smile, and without waiting for Song Yijin to agree, he withdrew.

"Scoundrel!" Song Yijin gritted his teeth angrily, raised his hand and gave the maid a slap: "This scoundrel is here, why don't you report it first!" ”

The maid was aggrieved: "Slave maid...... The slave said. ”

"Dare to talk back, drag it out and whip it thirty times!" Song Yijin's tone was all on the maid, and the idea of writing a letter to Song Yisheng was also interrupted, and he just wanted to get the paper back from Qin Wujiang's hand as soon as possible.

But after thinking about it, she froze again.

When Qin Wujiang saw this page, didn't he just prove for her that he was Mu Sheng?

Mu Sheng, who created the formation of twenty people.

This thought made Song Yijin's eyes light up.

That's a lot of work.

If she can take it for herself, she is the first person among the women of this great Chu, and she can't be moved.

Song Yijin's eyes were uncertain, obviously struggling.

For a long time, the little maid in the Qingnuan Pavilion came to report the news.

Changning smiled: "Are you sure that the eldest lady did not recover it from Staff Officer Qin?" ”

The little maid nodded.

"Good." Changning waved his hand to let the maid stand back.

She knew that Song Yijin couldn't resist the temptation and couldn't avoid this second pit.

The merit of greed for heaven is your own.

You have to have this shoulder, and you have to be able to carry it.

Song Yijin, don't disappoint her.