Qingjiao School Palace, the upper corner of the moon.

The reason why this place has such a strange name is because the owner of this building is not only as white as the moon, but her name happens to be Sikong Xinxue.

Sikong Xinxue sat alone in front of the dresser.

There are a large number of precious jewelry on the dressing table, there are necklaces of various names, there are large gems that cannot be named, and the most precious thing is of course the diamond necklace that looks like a crown..... Song Hanchuan.

Sikong Xinxue is so beautiful, the moment Song Hanchuan saw her, the whole heart was completely occupied, and he dreamed of getting it, but it was only ten days of hard work to get along, and all kinds of treasures were given a basket.

This kind of effort can be regarded as a reward.

No, today this top beauty is going to pass through the Song family, become Song Hanchuan's maidservant, and make a bed for him.

Ginger is old and spicy in the end.

Yesterday, as soon as Sikong Xinxue returned to the corner tower on the moon, this Shangshu Lord secretly visited.

Song Shanhe went straight to the point, not subtle at all, to be exact, a little shameless, and said directly: "My son Hanchuan is also so old, there has never been a waiter on the bed, people like us, this is too unusual, you Sikong Xinxue's lowly status is a prisoner of the enemy country, even if such a humble identity is slept on my son Hanchuan's bed, I Song Shanhe will also feel that you have soiled the lintel, who told me that my son likes you, this room full of jewelry is also his sincerity, so let's find a girl in the same room and don't need to pick any days, Tomorrow, you clean up, wash yourself, change your clothes, and go to my Song Mansion to make a bed for Hanchuan and warm the quilt. ”

It's blunt and biting.

Sikong Xinxue came from a big family, and she was naturally pampered since she was a child, how could she have heard such shameless words, her ears were red with shame, but she didn't lose her mind, and said: "Lord Xie Song is kind, please go back." ”

Song Shanhe undoubtedly came prepared.

A smile floated on his face, and he didn't dislike the lowliness of this place, stained his identity as a big official, sat down on the chair, and said: "The little girl has some self-cultivation, it's not wrong to be a roommate, your little trick can deceive Hanchuan, but you can't deceive the old man, Sikong Ce is imprisoned in the prison, do you want to save them through Hanchuan?"

Sikong Xinxue's face was solemn.

This is exactly what Song Shanhe wanted, and said: "This matter is simple, the old man can easily solve it, as long as you go to make a bed and warm quilt for my son, the owner of the Sikong Mansion can come out of the prison, find a small building to raise at random, grow some vegetables and raise some chickens, and live a few years in peace." ”

Sikong Xinxue Tieqing was indifferent on this side.

Song Shanhe didn't panic either, and continued: "Xinxue doesn't know yet, that guy Sikong Qi has entered Beijing, and the old man suspects that he is plotting against the emperor by his brother Sikong Ce. ”

Sikong Xinxue and Song Hanchuan are not involved, just want to rescue their parents, at this moment Song Shanhe's words are invisibly trying to trap Sikong in an inappropriate place, where can he still hold back, and shouted: "Impossible, how can my father conspire with Uncle Sikong Qi in the prison, you are framed." ”

Song Shanhe nodded shamelessly and admitted, affirming Sikong Xinxue's cleverness.

Stretched out his hand to wipe away the tears on Chu Chu's poor new snow's face, this old thing really envied his son's eyes, such a stunner, crying pear blossoms with rain Even if his mind is as firm as him, he can't help but be light.

Sikong Xinxue took two steps back and distanced himself.

"Hey, hey... Song Shanhe wanted to laugh dryly, but in the end he sneered and said: "The old man said that it may be possible, the girl doesn't want your father to die in prison, so this is what happened." ”

This smart girl had nothing to do at the moment, and was easily defeated by the old fox Song Shanhe, and her feet fell to the ground weakly.

Song Shanhe smiled and turned to leave.

This matter is solved, and Hanchuan can also prepare for Jing Ming's fight with peace of mind.

Turning around, he instructed the next person: "Spread the news, Hanchuan will accept Jing Ming's challenge." ”

As for whether Jing Ming had the intention of challenging Song Hanchuan, Song Shanhe didn't care, he wanted to take advantage of Song Hanchuan's military strength and Jing Ming's wings had not yet taken shape, and beat him to death, so as not to make it difficult for Jing Ming to attack after entering the sect.

Sikong Xinxue sat in front of the dresser all night.

The smart girl couldn't think of any way, when it was dawn, she opened the wardrobe and picked out the not very good 'dark flower filament pleated satin skirt from the many expensive clothes sent by Song Hanchuan,' This dress was given by Jing Ming, and it was really not in the clothes that looked good, the focus was on the people, and she was as alive as a fairy in the sky when the clothes hung down.

Sikong Xinxue put on the jewelry by herself.

"Knock knock...."

There was a knock on the door, only to hear the man say: "Miss Sikong, the carriage of Shangshufu is already waiting at the school gate, please let the girl get on the bus with the old student." ”

What should have come is still coming.

With such fate, Sikong Xinxue did not escape, chose to deal with it head-on, stood up, returned to its former purity, and said, "Please wait a moment." ”

The man seemed to have very poor patience, and said, "Girl, please don't embarrass the old student, this journey is very long, and you can't make your son wait for a long time." ”

No matter how big the Song family is, naturally they will not be able to marry Sikong Xinxue, so they must be looking for a small building to raise.

Sikong Xinxue looked back at the familiar and unfamiliar room and said, "I'll go with you." ”

In the early morning, most of the students did not get up, and the road was quiet and quiet.

Sikong Xinxue stepped on the wet streets in the morning and boarded the gorgeous carriage prepared for her by the Song family.

The coachman drove the horses and drove the cart all the way out of the city.

Theoretically speaking, the vehicles entering and leaving the Fengtian City guards need to be carefully checked, but this car is very luxurious, at first glance it is owned by a large family, the guards have a bright eye, and when they see the carriage coming from a distance, they drag the barricade aside very doggedly, let go of the avenue and give way.

The place where the Song family prepared for Sikong Xinxue seemed to be quite far away.

The road was very bumpy, the carriage swayed, and there were a few times when Sikong Xinxue clearly heard the body touch something hard, but the coachman never stopped, but drove the horse fast.

The road ahead is this Yellow Spring, and who cares about entering several layers of hell.

Sikong Xinxue has secretly made up her mind that as long as she confirms that her parents are safe, she will commit suicide to relieve her humiliation.

After about two hours, the speed of the car finally slowed down.

The car slowly stopped, and the driver opened the curtain and said, "Miss Sikong, we have arrived, please get out of the car." ”

Along the way, Sikong Xinxue kept his eyes closed, and when his eyes opened at this moment, what he saw through the portal was a magnificent mountain and river, and he didn't know what Song Hanchuan was doing.

Since you have decided to die, you are naturally not afraid of anything.

Sikong Xinxue got out of the car.

What I saw was a clearing, and in front of it stood this stockade made of wooden piles, which looked like a bandit's den in a martial arts novel.

The sound of the carriage behind him sounded, and it was indeed the coachman who got into the carriage and left.

Sikong Xinxue became more and more confused.

At this time, the door of the closed stockade, the door opened, and out of it came out of the handsome and resolute son, this person with a sword, walked to the door, looked Sikong Xinxue up and down, but looking at his eyes better as if he was looking at her clothes, as soon as he opened his mouth, it was indeed like this, and said: "Sikong girl, such beautiful clothes, with this dress on your body, it makes your beauty several grades." ”

Sikong Xinxue's face was like a flower, and her smile was very sweet and comfortable this time.

"Why are you here?"

The young man opened his arms, spun around, and said, "Is there anything wrong with me here?"

Sikong Xinxue said: "With your uncle's identity, is it a loss of identity to come to this barren mountain and wilderness?"

The young man grinned, hooked his finger at Xinxue, and said: "Girl, you are wrong, a son with an identity like me, isn't it normal for a beautiful woman to accompany him to travel in the mountains and rivers, come and come..... , don't stand so far, come to Uncle Ben to serve. ”

Sikong Xinxue really walked forward.

But when he was only three steps away from the young man, he raised his palm to stop Xinxue, slowly pulled out the knife in his waist, and said: "I found out that this is someone else's place, and if you don't take care of these miscellaneous dishes, I'm afraid it will affect Yaxing who is in love between the two of us." ”

"Who?"

The man in the stockade finally found out about this uninvited guest.

This place was originally used by dignitaries and nobles to enjoy themselves, but after the entertainment facilities in Fengtian City became popular, it was also idle and generally used to imprison special prisoners.

This is the stronghold arranged by the Song family.

There were twelve men in this group, all of whom had big shoulders and round waists, all of them were like iron towers, and they were called the Twelve King Kongs, and they couldn't figure out how the young man got in, and they opened the door.

This young man is naturally Jing Ming.

After getting the news of Yongmenglou, Jing Ming tossed and turned and couldn't sleep, in the words of Old Man Zhang, this is called Sichun, this disease cannot be delayed and must be treated.

The young man went out with an iron face, thinking that it was absolutely impossible for Sikong Xinxue's character to voluntarily become Song Hanchuan's plaything, and he used Yongmenglou to inquire a little, and sure enough, Song Shanhe's old puppet threatened her parents Sikong Ce, forcing her to give in, and when he learned that the carriage in which the Song family went to meet Sikong Xinxue was exactly the same as the one that Sun Guo lost to him, a playful smile appeared on his face.

I went back to the general's mansion in the corners, and had a meal with the bad old man Zhang.

Jing Ming deceived Sikong Xinxue to come here on the one hand, and handed it over to Lao Zhangtou to play on the other side.

As for why he appeared in this village for no reason, the young man had practiced martial arts in these 100,000 mountains, and he had found an underground secret passage that could be touched quietly.

He entered the venue in advance through the dark passage and waited.

As for why he chose this place, he had to come in through a secret passage, so he naturally had the intention of a teenager.

Jing Ming turned his head, smiled, and said, "Miss Sikong, you have to follow me in a minute." ”