Song Yu smiled bitterly, does he still have the initiative in this war?

No!

He has lost everything he has lost after losing Lan'er, and he can only ask for it unabsolutely.

The night spread endlessly, and in the blink of an eye, the ten-day period had reached its last day. Every moment that time went forward, the fear in my heart actually increased by one point.

During this time, the happiest person should be Su Tongwen. Successfully raised the food and soldiers and horses, and let his henchmen escort the food and salary brigade to Yanmen Pass, successfully escaped from prison, and completed the task assigned to him by the emperor, making up for his mistakes. How smooth, all difficulties were solved.

Here we go!

Song Sheng, do you know that the real game starts now.

Fear may be hidden in my dreams, but who knows if it will spread into your daytime world.

Walking to the window, looking at the withered peach petals through the window, it seems that tonight is destined to be sleepless.

Song Yu raised his feet and turned back to his desk and began to continue his unfinished work during the day. The night is not long, and it may not be a good thing to uncover some mysteries as soon as possible.

………… Wang Ye and Lan'er are about to meet, let's look forward to it..........................................

The mountain road was winding, and along the way, Song Yu didn't see half a figure. Which one is this singing? It seems to have laid out an "empty city plan". In the distance, the pavilion located at the top of the hill can be faintly seen. The road is empty and unobstructed, and no one is visible. There was only one road to the top of the mountain, and it was empty, so an ambush seemed unlikely. Moreover, since Sun Xin had sent someone to check the terrain three days ago, the positions suitable for ambush had been occupied by his own people.

If Song Sheng had the idea of assassination, then he probably couldn't expect that he would really lose his mind and wait to be killed. If he wants to threaten negotiations, it depends on whether the terms he offers can satisfy him.

Every time the gazebo on the top of the mountain took a step closer, I was even more apprehensive in my heart. The wooden pillars with lacquered sleeves and the yellow mud tiles could be faintly seen. Two steps closer, Song Yu's feet were already fixed in place. On the stone platform on the left-hand side, there was a figure crooked against the railing, and the weak and stubborn back was the person he thought about day and night.

What does Song Sheng mean? The alarm bell sounded loudly in his heart, but the footsteps under his feet became faster and faster, and in the end, he was already running. The mountain breeze is warm in the ears, and the morning sun is fresh on the face. In the glow that gathered little by little, I watched the reclining figure turn his head.

Pale face, bright smile, misty eyes. Although he is not stubborn and stubborn in his memory, although he is not healthy and bright in his memory, but just at a glance, he already knows that the person in front of him is the person he has been thinking about for a long time.

"Lan'er......" he shouted hesitantly, his voice almost trembling.

"Yu ......" she replied with a soft smile and stretched out a hand. It was quickly grasped by Song Yu's warm heart, and a force had pulled the person into his arms. The hug came so quickly and so hard that even the ribs on my body ached. But the pain also made both of them know that this was not a dream.

"Lan'er, is it really you?"

"It's me!"

The four eyes are warmly intertwined, the warm fingers linger on each other's facial features, and the familiar breath finds the attachment to each other. Lowering his head, Song Yu kissed the lips that had lost his blood, passionate and passionate, venting all the separation and lovesickness of these days. And she just let him hug tightly, sucking and kissing fiercely. After a long time, I finally staggered my lips. Song Yu still pressed Wei Youlan's head tightly on his chest, and his heartbeat was violent.

"Yu, take me home......" Wei Youlan whispered softly in her long-lost embrace, still a little empty in her mind.

"Song Sheng, he ......" The rest of the words were pressed on her lips by Wei Youlan raised her hand and pressed back. She looked at him quietly, her eyes full of silent prayers: "The emperor's people won't come, don't ask if it's okay." ”

stared deeply into her eyes, and finally could only sigh silently. She didn't want him to ask, so he wouldn't. I looked around, but it was still empty, and I couldn't see anything else except the mountain wind, the glow, and the green grass. The doubts in his heart became heavier, Song Sheng took an unpredictable move, and so far Song Yu has not seen any clues. Wei Youlan should be the last trump card in his hand, and under the premise that no agreement was reached, he actually let Lan'er come back, which is really against common sense. If you just show favor to yourself, you won't give that kind of "gift" to yourself before.

Thinking of the tragic mass of flesh and blood, Song Yu's heart began to twitch again, and his palm couldn't help but touch Wei Youlan's abdomen. Before the fingers moved down to Wei Youlan's abdomen, they were entangled and locked by the soft white fingers, and the fingers were pinched so hard that the pain began to rise in the bottom of my heart again.

"Lan'er, I'm sorry......" that's what he said to her, his lips pressed tightly against her hair. The arm was slightly forced, and it had already hugged her weak body horizontally. I silently swore in my heart that I would never let the tragedy happen again, and never let Wei Youlan leave him one step further.

"I can walk......" Wei Youlan struggled slightly. Tightening her arms, Song Yu wiped her with the tip of her nose: "I know." The footsteps have been released, but the posture of the embrace has not changed.

Oh, yes!

This hug was hard-won, holding hands full of cherishment, Song Yu stepped on the glow and disappeared in the mountain ladder.

Song Sheng, although I don't understand why you let Lan'er come back so easily, but since you have made this move, you will no longer be able to take her away from me.

……… I'm a stepmother, I'm a stepmother, I'm a stepmother...............................................................

Song Sheng sat by the window in a daze, Chen Yu came in and out, went out and came in again, folded and reversed several times, but he didn't dare to say a word. Finally, when it was dark, Song Sheng called out to Chen Yu, who had a difficult face.

"Did he pick up someone?"

Chen Yu hung his head and replied sullenly.

"Well, you go down first!" Song Sheng said lightly.

Watch the door close. Song Sheng ordered his subordinates to come in to bathe and change clothes, he hadn't had a good night's sleep for several days, and he must be able to get his wish tonight.

Silence passed in the darkness, tossing and turning from pillow to pillow. But the consciousness is still clear.

Song Sheng thought that if this bureau was laid out, he would be able to sleep peacefully.

But after all, the body can't deceive itself.

What he thought about the most was never these, what he saw when he closed his eyes was always the pale Wei Youlan who fell in a pool of blood with hatred in his eyes.

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