It was night, the moon was on the willow tops, Song Ling looked at the moon outside the window was extraordinarily round, and the autumn wind blew gently, blowing a few strands of long hair next to Song Ling's ears.

At this moment, the General's Mansion is still desolate, white flags are floating everywhere, and the atmosphere of grief envelops the General's Mansion.

Listening to the sound of gongs beating and drumming suona outside, mixed with the sound of crying day and night, Song Ling seemed to have returned to his previous life.

Every time someone left in the barracks, Song Ling would take the soldiers to see off the dead.

Life and death, Song Ling has experienced too much, the people around him come and go, go and stay, Song Ling has long been numb, and his heart has long been like stone iron, and he has no feeling.

"Sister. Song Jing suddenly poked his head out of the eaves, wanting to scare Song Ling, but seeing that Song Ling was still expressionless, Song Jing couldn't cry or laugh, and turned over and entered the room:

"Don't you even feel anything now? Actually, Daddy just can't hold his face, you shouldn't Buddha his face. ”

"Big brother, this is not the reason for losing face, it is because we are easy to talk and we don't fight or grab, so we have everything in Pogang Village, don't you understand this?"

Song Ling said this, sighed deeply, and then said with a solemn expression:

"In this world, it's not that if you don't provoke others, others won't provoke you, people are good at being bullied, horses are good at being ridden, you should know. ”

"Big brother knows it, but in this special situation......" Before Song Ling finished speaking, Song Ling directly interrupted:

"It's because of the special situation that we have to show them, we are not so easy to bully!"

Song Ling's eyes were firm, and the strength in his tone made Song Ling breathtaking, looking at Song Ling in front of him, Song Ling suddenly had a feeling that he was not as good as himself.

Song Ling seems to be very measured in everything, as if everything has his own opinions, stubborn and persistent.

"It's okay, it's just confinement anyway, it's okay to be in the past, what's the panic?" Song Ling grinned, Song Ling had long been used to being confined, whether it was in the past life or in the present life, Song Ling didn't feel it.

As long as you are alive, what is all the pain and suffering you have endured?

"That's what you think. Song Guo smiled bitterly, looked at the full moon outside, and didn't say much.

Suddenly, Song Guo thought of something and said, "By the way, this time His Majesty's holy decree was taken by Daddy, what do you think?"

Holy Decree?

Song Ling's eyes narrowed slightly, he played with the porcelain cup in his hand, looked out the window, and said in a muffled voice: "Actually, there is nothing to think about, there are still three years, what will happen in these three years, who knows?"

In three years, everything will change invisibly, not to mention that this is just a trick for Chu Ba, showing the emperor's grace and maintaining the dignity of the royal family.

Whether it can be done in the end or not is a question, not to mention that Song Ling will not let this matter be done, the methods are all thought up by people, and this time it is the same.

"Mother's meaning is to let you not have too much contact with the Night King, royal people, alas, you also know. Song Guo said that there is not much to say here.

What kind of person is Song Ling, Song Ling is as clear as a mirror in his heart, it seems that Song Ling is not very old, and there are a lot of things in his mind.

"You can rest assured. Song Ling's eyes narrowed slightly, and he played with the teacup in his hand.

After the two of them chatted for a while, Song Guan slipped out of the window because he wanted to continue the vigil, as if nothing had happened.

...............

At this moment, the back door of the Han King's Mansion.

There was a knock on the door, and the servant of the Han prince walked to the door with a sleepy face, and said, "Who is outside?"

"It's me, Song Zhirou, the second lady of the General's Mansion, I have something to find Lord Han. Song Zhirou was dressed in black, wearing a felt hat, and a veil around her, completely wrapping herself, revealing only a pair of round eyes, looking around vigilantly.

As soon as the slave heard this, he immediately sobered up a lot, hurriedly opened the door, looked at the person in front of him, and sure enough, it was really Song Zhirou, and immediately greeted him respectfully, and then closed the door.

"Second Miss, please come here, our prince has been waiting for you for a long time. The servant said respectfully, and then brought Song Zhirou into Chu Linyuan's bedroom.

Once born and twice cooked, Song Zhirou came to the Hanwang Mansion more than once or twice, and soon followed the slave to Chu Linhan's bedroom.

The guards guarding the door saw the slave coming over with Song Zhirou, and went in directly to say goodbye without saying a word, and quickly walked out: "Second Miss Song, the prince asked you to go in." ”

"Good. Song Zhirou looked delighted, and walked in proudly, completely treating herself as the master of the Han Wangfu.

When Song Zhirou walked in, and after the door was closed with a bang, several soldiers at the door whispered:

"You say, how long will the second lady of the General's Mansion be pampered this time? Can there be that young lady from the Prime Minister's Mansion for a long time?"

"Can this be compared? Miss Prime Minister's Mansion is angry with the prince, and not parting ways with the prince, if you want me to say, in fact, what the prince cares about most is the young lady of the Prime Minister's Mansion, and the young lady of the General's Mansion is just playing. ”

"I also think that the prince is still chic and free, and the two beauties of Xijing are all in the pocket of the prince and enjoy the blessings of all people. ”

"No, he has won the favor of the emperor and has a beauty in his arms, the prince is simply a big winner in life, and he may not be able to predict it in the future...... Hey hey ......"

............

The soldiers discussed at this point, laughing one by one, and did not continue the discussion.

Chu Linhan's bedroom was hung with a curtain, which made people look quite ethereal, Song Zhirou walked in slowly, looking at the vague Chu Linhan in front of her, her heart was excited, as if a deer was colliding.

And Chu Linhan also watched Song Zhirou open the curtain step by step and walk towards him, and his heart was about to move.

This sensory effect is really not too good.

Finally, when he saw the dawn through the clouds and mist, and seeing Song Zhirou appear in front of him, Chu Linhan's heart was even more pounding.

The clothes Song Zhirou is wearing today are very slim, and at the same time, there is a hint of charm/charm, showing Song Zhirou's graceful appearance.

The gauze on his face adds a lot of mystery and makes people have the urge to uncover it impatiently.

Chu Linhan changed his lazy posture and sat up again, with tenderness in his eyes: "Zhirou, today's dress makes this king particularly pleasing to the eye, why?