There was a breath of silence in the grassland, and then Wu Guo's voice sounded: "I want to hear it."

Knowing that he was still dragging his feet, but in order to win the trust of the other party, Wei Shu still opened his lips and said, "This matter started a month ago......

She said everything she could say, except for the names of Zhou Shang and Ye Fei.

She can't fully trust the Song spy in front of her, and it's just two names, whether she says it or not, it has nothing to do with the overall situation.

Wu Guo thought the same thing as her, because in Wei Shu's obviously missing narrative, he was always silent, neither breaking nor questioning.

It seems that what she knows, he will know. On the contrary, this is not necessarily the case.

"I don't know what you're going to do, and I don't want to know. It is a little bit of my sincerity to return this drawing to my husband. Sir is incredibly smart, and he must know what I mean."

At the end of the sentence, the girl's cold voice finally brought a little warmth, and the speed of speech also sped up a lot:

"Sir doesn't believe me when he wants to, and if he doesn't tell him, I'm the same. But I still have the courage to say to Mr. Yu Gong, you and I are both Song people, and we should have the ambition to fight the enemy country together; Yu private, Mr. is Song Spy, I am a fugitive, they are all disgraceful masters in this White Frost City, and they can be regarded as half of the same way.

Whether in public or private, you have one thing in common with me, that is, our opponents are the same, that is, the golden men of Mangtai Bulush and the like. That being the case, it is better for you and me to act separately than together. What does the gentleman think?"

Wu Guo raised his eyes and swept his gaze forward.

Next to the dilapidated table, the girl's figure was mostly hidden in the dark, but her voice seemed to be hot, which made the cold and dark grass house a little warmer.

"I heard it all the time." Wu Guo said.

It was still the four words from before, and even the tone did not change, but Wei Shu noticed a brief pause between the other party's breathing.

I knew you would be tempted.

When thinking like this, Wei Shu felt a little more sure in his heart.

She had already analyzed the many forces in White Frost City, among which Song Spy was the most vulnerable.

Being in a foreign country and surrounded by wolves, it can be said that everyone in this White Frost City is the enemy of Song Spy, and for them, every bit of help is very precious.

Now, Wei Shu, a martial arts master, took the initiative to propose joining forces, even if this group of Song spies knew that she had other plans, they should know that relying on each other and borrowing from each other was the most cost-effective.

Wei Shu raised her eyes and stared at Wu Guo, her bright eyes penetrating the dark night, as if she could reach people's hearts:

"I want to do something, but I can't do it alone, and I want to ask you for your help and help me. Naturally, I will not take advantage of Mr. and you in vain. If there is anything that can help you, Sir can also say bluntly, whatever I can, I will fight bravely, and I will never dare to quit."

She paused here for a moment, then continued, "From my point of view, what the princes are plotting is by no means an inconsequential matter such as burning the underground grain depot, but something more important and can hurt the fundamental of the Jin people. However, the current situation in White Frost City is far more treacherous than before, and the gentleman may have noticed this.

I also tell the truth to my husband here, I faked my death and got out, and I had to do it as a last resort, because I was really involved in several forces, and if I delayed it, I would never get out.

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However, you are different from me. You are shouldering heavy responsibilities and shouldering your family and country, and you are alone and in danger, with no way back, and you are deeply trapped in this situation, and your future is ...... It's worrying. If you lose halfway, and you have the ambition to bear the trust of the Son of Heaven, to be ashamed of your hometown father, and to be a prisoner of the enemy, isn't it a pity, a pity, a pity, and a hate?"

At this point, Wei Shu's gaze towards Wu Guo became extremely deep.

However, the man sitting alone at the desk seemed to be white and clear, but in fact it was like a thick black that could not be reflected by a candle flame, even if his whole person was shrouded in light.

For a moment, Wei Shu even felt that Wu Guoqi did not exist at all, and the shadow reflected in the corner by the candle flame was the real him.

She hesitated.

Wei Shu has never been a believer. The gentleman re-promised, and she, a little woman, had never guarded it.

Perhaps because of this, she is suspicious, fickle, and often in a state of unease. Especially after sitting on that throne, she almost didn't believe anyone, and always felt that the hall was full of invisible swords, and her opponents were all over the court.

Now that he is still in a different world, and he has martial arts skills, Wei Shu's problem seems to be better, but tonight, when facing the silent man in front of him, Wei Shu's suspicion is committed again.

But at this time, I want to regret it, but it is too late.

As soon as the words came out, it was like an arrow had left the string, and it could not be recovered from it, so it could only be said head-on.

I want to see what kind of demons and monsters are contained under your skin.

The thoughts were mixed, but in fact, it was just a breath, Wei Shu quickly continued the preface, saying:

"Having said so much, I would like to join hands with you...... That's it, but it's too big to say that, and the gentleman is afraid that he won't believe it."

Wei Shu smiled in the dark, her voice suddenly softened, and if the wind blew down, she whispered in her ear: "Mr. Mustard, would you like to make a deal with me?"

The girl's voice was like fine silk, sliding into Wu Guo's ears with the night breeze, and he lowered his eyes to look at the face in front of him, which was so black that it was a little blurred, his expression was slightly condensed, and he didn't know what he was thinking......

………………

"The Great Lady is coming."

"Yes, yes, I heard that the eldest lady's carriage has arrived in Jinyang."

"The eldest lady also brought the little young master, and this time he will not leave."

Several slave girls walked through the large garden with their washed clothes, and the low, chaotic voices came one after another, like a flock of squeaky sparrows chirping for food, and the noise was disturbing.

Lian'er knelt on a road at the west end of the garden, scrubbing the large bluestone slabs back and forth with a wet cloth in her hand, the sweat on her forehead dripping from time to time, mixing with the water stains on the ground, and being wiped off by the wet cloth.

This bluestone road is very long, coming from the bamboo forest in the southern corner of the garden, breaking through the spring grass that grows in the distance, and finally disappearing into a large peony bush.

March is coming to an end, the peony has been opened a lot, red and white, shallow and deep, when the wind passes, he bends his waist and nods, as if he is cherishing the east wind.

Originally, these peonies were enclosed by bamboo fences, which were also considered a flower garden, and Hua Zhen had also ordered someone to make a small square bamboo plaque, on which the name of the flower was written. But now, the bamboo fence that imitates the wild fun of the countryside is gone, and these peonies are like a girl's house without discipline, so delicate that they are a little wanton.

Yao Jishan