Still, it's a sunny day.

The woman's face gradually became ruddy in the sun, and the breath of life turned down tactfully.

"Miss Yang, can you go and see the flowers and plants?" Han Yan was by Yang Xue's side, and every word she said was nervous.

"Okay." Yang Xue smiled without thinking about it.

However, no one knew that behind that smile, a long-precipitated killing intent was spreading.

It was today, it was this woman, and it was this inconspicuous killing intent that pushed Song Ling to the forefront and made her fall into the beginning of a catastrophe.

"Miss Yang, look how beautiful the red flowers are." Han Yan pointed to a string of red and said, although he praised the flowers, his eyes clearly fell on the woman's more delicate face than flowers.

Yang Xue smiled faintly, nodded and said, "Yes, it's beautiful." ”

A hint of absent-mindedness flashed through her bright eyes.

"Let's go over there and have a look."

Yang Xue followed behind Han Yan with an indifferent expression, she was looking for a suitable opportunity to inquire about what she wanted to know.

"General Han." Yang Xue suddenly stopped and called.

Han Yan was stunned for a moment and turned around, "What's wrong?" ”

"Nothing." Yang Xue suddenly looked a little nervous, at that moment, she hesitated for a moment, she didn't know whether it was right or wrong for her to use the people who cared about her like this.

Whether it's Han Yan or Song Ling, she will finally take revenge for Yang Zhao and let them down.

"Really?" Han Yan asked a little strangely.

Yang Xue quickly kept up with him again, put away all the struggles in her heart, and put on her beautiful face with a clever smile.

"I just think it's a pity that such a beautiful flower, but the imprisoned Princess Baojin can't see it."

"Oh, I see." At first, Han Yan didn't suspect it, "Miss Yangxue is really kind-hearted, in this Yan camp, except for the girl and Song Ling, I'm afraid no one will speak for the princess and Yang Ding of the Qin Kingdom." ”

"Song Ling?" Yang Xue was stunned.

"Yes, Miss Song was bullied a lot by Princess Baojin when she was in the Qin Kingdom, but at last night's banquet, she still stood up to protect Princess Baojin's dignity. I admire this kind of open-mindedness. Han Yan said truthfully.

He really admires this, but this does not mean that as a general, he can tolerate a woman's fingers!

"Really?" Yang Xue smiled awkwardly and said, "Song Ling is like this, always thinking about others. ”

"Don't talk about others, you're a good girl." Han Yan said with a smile.

A bright and indisputable girl like Yang Xue really made him a little tempted.

"Me?" Yang Xue was stunned and said in surprise.

I'm afraid I won't be able to do it like Song Ling.

The sea of blood is a deep feud, and it must be repaid with blood, and life must be repaid.

It is not that forgiveness can be forgiven, nor that forgiveness can be forgiven.

She is a weak woman, and she knows that she can't kill Qin Wang Fu Jian, and she can't slash Qin General Dou Chong. However, she must make the Qin State pay a tragic price for her brother's death, and use the noblest blood of the Qin State to pay tribute to Yang Zhao's soul.

"I'm not as good as Song Ling." Yang Xue said with a reluctant smile.

"Presumably Song Ling, he should often go to see Princess Baojin." Yang Xue asked cautiously tentatively.

Han Yan was slightly stunned, and then said calmly, "That's not true, King Zhongshan's detention of the princess of Qin is quite hidden, although Song Ling has a token, but in order to avoid the people of King Jibei, she rarely goes." ”

"The general knows so clearly, do you know where the princess of Qin is imprisoned?" Yang Xue asked with a deliberate smile and quip.

"This ......" Han Yan had a difficult face.

"The general doesn't have to care, Yang Xue knows that as a general, I'm afraid I won't know about this kind of confidential thing." Yangxue weeping willow raised her eyebrows, deliberately provoking Han Yan.

"Why don't I know, isn't it in the dark room of the second battalion of the Shadow Guard!"

Han Yan is a military general with strong blood and strength, and he wants to save face, and when he was slightly provoked by Yang Xue, he patted his chest and gave it all out.

Hearing the news, a hint of sharpness flashed in Yang Xue's eyes, a sharpened knife was about to come out of the sheath.

"The general is really amazing, he can even know such a confidential thing, it seems that the king of Zhongshan is very important to the general." Getting the answer she wanted, Yang Xue smiled contentedly, but on the surface, she was still perfunctory and flattering.

"That's nature!"

"However, Miss Yang, this is confidential news in the end, let's just talk about it, but we must not spread it!" Han Yan thought about it, and a sense of unease suddenly rose in his heart, and he hurriedly whispered to Yang Xue.

"General rest assured, Yang Xue will not tell others."

She knows it alone, and that's enough!

****

By the time Song Ling returned to Yang Xue, Han Yan had already left. Yang Xue had also come back from outside, made tea and waited for her.

As soon as she saw Song Ling's pale face, Yang Xue hurriedly stepped forward and asked with concern, "What's wrong with you?" ”

Song Ling sat down, his worried eyebrows were still difficult to stretch, but he still barely cheered up and said, "I'm fine." ”

She really didn't know how to tell Yang Xue about her agreement with Murong Hong, and she was even more afraid that if Murong Chong knew about this, their brothers might turn against her because of her.

"Murong Hong, are you so reluctant to save him?"

"He's your eighth brother!"

"Are you really fighting for power and profit, and you won't save him from death?"

"Aren't you afraid, he has gone and never returned!"

"You're not afraid, will you regret it!"

"Murong Hong, do you have to make me hate you!"

"But your face is ugly." Yang Xue still couldn't let go, and asked worriedly, "Is the injury recurring again?" ”

Looking at Song Ling's face, which was more ugly than white paper, although Yang Xue didn't know what kind of problem she was encountering, there was really a moment, and Yang Xue was the slightest waver.

At that moment, she couldn't help but ask herself, was it too cruel to treat Song Ling like this for revenge?

However, just when she hesitated, Song Ling had already fallen into her trap first.

"It's okay, I'll just have some tea." As he spoke, Song Ling picked up the cup full of tea on the table.

"Song Ling......" Before Yang Xue could react, Song Ling had already drunk all the tea.

"What's wrong?" Although he felt that today's Yang Xue was a little strange, Song Ling didn't think about it that much.

"No, it's fine." Yang Xue swallowed.

Suddenly, Song Ling's consciousness began to become chaotic, and even his vision began to blur.

She rubbed her temples vigorously and tried to stand up, but before she could stand firmly, she was eroded by the intense dizziness and finally collapsed.

"Yang Xue, you ......"

Song Ling, don't blame me!

I have to avenge my father's and brother's enmity!