Ugly girl turns over, mercenary mad concubine

A flattered expression, and even a voice of disbelief.

The phoenix eyes lightly glanced at the black eyes, and directly changed the subject, "I should have told you what you said last time, I don't know what you are talking about."

She already understood Song Meiling's purpose, but she was a bit too attentive.

In the past two days, he came to Xiruo Courtyard frequently, and what Song Yunxi could think of was Song Meiling's determination to win this matter.

But it made her even more puzzled, why, if she didn't choose, it would be easier and more convenient to implement such a plan by herself.

"I thought that you would be somewhat irritable and anxious when you were trapped in such an environment, but you are much calmer than I imagined."

Under such circumstances, she can still maintain such a clear mind, maintain such a calm expression, and she can only see Song Yunxi so far.

Naturally, she found Song Yunxi because she knew Song Yunxi was different.

Song Meiling's chuckle made Song Yunxi's phoenix eyes tinge with a tinge of coldness, she looked at Song Meiling unceremoniously and said, "Now that you have seen that I am fine, then you can go away in peace, right?"

Song Meiling smiled, and the expression on her face looked more gentle, "Is the third sister a little too unkind?"

Song Yunxi didn't speak, not because he was unkind, but because he didn't find anyone close to him.

Looking at Song Yunxi's silent refusal to answer, he naturally knew that Song Yunxi was bored, "I came to see you for no other purpose, just to see if you need help, it's as simple as that."

Song Meiling's words caused a surprised look on Song Yunxi's face, help?

By her?

The second lady of a mere prime minister's mansion?

In the end why, Song Meiling can say such a thing, her identity, her situation, Song Yunxi is very clear.

But since she can say such things, she must have the ability, so who does her ability come from?

For a moment, she felt that the person in front of her had more doubts, but what Song Meiling didn't expect was that Song Yunxi could sort out so many thoughts in her mind just because of one sentence.

"Okay, since you're fine, I'm relieved. It's better to make yourself clean if you stay here and annoy you with your tone of voice."

"It's just that what I told you before has not changed. Until the day before the selection of concubines, what we said between us still counts."

Without waiting for Song Yunxi's refusal, Song Meiling walked out, her phoenix eyes staring at the soft pink back, getting further and further away until it disappeared.

Time passed faster and faster as he was thinking, and he felt that it hadn't been long since he sat in the courtyard, and the sky had completely darkened.

The generals on the outside of Xiruo courtyard are still guarding. Naturally, nothing will happen tonight. Everything will be tomorrow, regardless of success or failure.

Picked out the wick, and lay down on the bed with clothes on, but heard a very thin creaking sound, the phoenix eyes opened, and the whole person suddenly stood up, "Who?"

Visibly vigilant, the visitor gave a chuckle, and the blown torches illuminated the visitor's face.

"So it's you." Under the light of the fire, those cold eagle eyes were also dyed warm. Looking at Qin Zetian's familiar face, Song Yunxi was relieved.

"Otherwise, who are you?" With a teasing laugh, Qin Zetian sat casually beside Song Yunxi.

At such a close distance, Song Yunxi raised his eyebrows and looked at Qin Zetian in the dark night, not knowing which nerve in him was wrong.

Without answering this sentence, Song Yunxi looked at the visitor with searching eyes, "What are you doing here?"

In the middle of the night, lonely men and widows, shouldn't people of this age pay more attention to fame?

Fortunately, he came to her room openly and aboveboard, and it was still night.

What didn't pay attention was that Song Yunxi deliberately ignored the past problems. He looked at the handsome face in front of him seriously with eagle eyes, "I just heard some anecdotes occasionally, and I want to come here to prove that what I didn't expect is seeing is believing."

There is a hint of teasing in the eyes, how much temptation is in this sentence?How serious are you?

Presumably what Qin Zetian said to prove was that she was imprisoned by Prime Minister Song?

See it now.

"That's right, it's true. I was imprisoned. Although my freedom wasn't restricted too much, the scope of my activities was only this small courtyard."

Shrugging his shoulders, he pursed his lips and looked at the man beside him with an expression of indifference.

A self-deprecating remark caused a little surprise to flash across those warm-colored eagle eyes.

It is also surprising that people in such an environment can still maintain such a calm state of mind.

Not disturbed, but still in the mood to make fun of himself, this Song Yunxi is really a wonderful person.

"In my opinion, even if you are confined to such a small courtyard, you are living quite comfortably, right?" Questioning sentences, firm words.

The corners of his lips curled up without answering.

Qin Zetian got up, it seemed that he was a little worried, how could he forget the ability of the person in front of him.

Fighting against the top ten masters, the people in the encirclement, just rely on their own ability to turn the situation around.

So what I believe is that this little predicament is not difficult for her.

"It's late at night, go to bed earlier."

After confirming such a thing, there is no need to worry about it anymore.

After quietly opening the door, Xin's long black shadow was already in the night.

Did he come here just to ask and say these two sentences?

The unclosed door was blown open by the wind, and a gust of cold wind swept across Song Yunxi's whole body.

The person sitting on the bed in his unclothed clothes couldn't help shivering, and the scent that was carried in the wind was as familiar as the previous few times.

Stretching her slender hand into her chest, she spread her palm again, and the purple jade pendant had already appeared in Song Yunxi's palm.

Thinking back, on the night of the poisoning, the same smell came into the breath. When did you smell this smell?Song Yunxi asked himself.

As Song Yunxi expected, the day and night passed quietly, and the next day the whole situation became tense.

The guards who were originally just waiting in front of the door, now they would immediately look into the courtyard in shock as soon as they heard any disturbance.

Fearing that Song Yunxi would disappear at this juncture, noticing the abnormal behavior of the guards, Song Yunxi just sneered.

Song Yunxi knew about the guards coming to watch, but what she didn't know was that if she didn't hear from the Prime Minister at sunset the next day, Song Yunxi would be killed.

The people in the courtyard were still at ease, their phoenix eyes looking at the distant sky with coolness.

Dusk came so quickly, and another large piece of red cloud filled the whole sky.

Standing in the desolate Xiruo courtyard, the orderly footsteps of the guards had already reached Song Yunxi's ears.

Without turning around, he just faced the picturesque sky, listening to the sound of the guards approaching step by step, the smile on his face became more and more mocking.

Finally, the sound of footsteps stopped, the bright blade was drawn out "swish, swish", and turned around, Song Yunxi's face was already expressionless.

With his back facing the fiery red sky, those phoenix eyes were as black as black jade, and his whole face looked like ice.

The cool wind kept passing by, and the footsteps seemed to be like a whirlwind, and Song Yunxi's figure had already wandered among the guards.

Wherever he passed, there must be bright red blood splattered everywhere, his clean face was covered with warm and bloody bloodstains, and his body was inevitably pierced with dazzling scars.

What made it unclear for a moment was whether the blood in front of him belonged to Song Yunxi or to the guards.

It's just the shadow of the sword, and it's hard to kill.

Inside Liuyin Pavilion, Song Meishan was sitting on the bed, the eldest lady was sitting and waiting, Master Xiang was sitting and waiting, and Imperial Physician Gong was waiting quietly.

The sky has gradually darkened, and it has been two days, and the only doubts in Xiangye's heart have disappeared at this moment.

What a beast, to tell such a big lie before dying.

Allowing him to extend the life of this little beast for another two days in vain, Xiang Ye clenched his fists and pressed tightly against the edge of the table.

Song Meishan's complexion on the bed was as usual, and her pulse every half an hour showed nothing unusual, this time was enough to prove that Shan'er was not poisoned at all.

That being the case, Prime Minister Song looked at Imperial Physician Gong with a relieved expression on his face, and cupped his hands, "Physician Gong..."

"Ah...ah..." Prime Minister Song got up and was about to thank the imperial physician, when Song Meishan, who was originally on the bed, suddenly changed her expression.

The rosy color flashed by in an instant, and her face turned pale for a while. The inexplicable pain made Song Meishan clutch her clothes with both hands and lay on the bed in agony.

what is the problem!

Prime Minister Song was shocked. Seeing Song Meishan's sudden action, the gesture of thanking him changed and he hurriedly invited Imperial Physician Gong to Song Meishan's bedside.

The pain became more and more severe. Beads of sweat appeared on Song Meishan's forehead, and even her lower lip was bitten by her. She kept struggling. Obviously, the pain in her body made Song Meishan a little unbearable.

"Dad...Dad...Dad, save me!" Because of the pain, her whole body was trembling uncontrollably, her face was covered with sweat, and her face was as pale as paper and frightening. ;

Doctor Gong put one hand on Song Meishan's wrist, her pulse fluctuated from time to time, and even such a skilled medical person had a thin layer of sweat on his forehead.

Seeing the eldest daughter dying in pain, but the doctor Gong did not tell the reason for the pulse for a long time, no amount of patience has been exhausted.

Prime Minister Song looked at Imperial Physician Gong and said, "Emperor Physician, what's going on, little girl?"

Hearing Song Xiang's obviously irritable inquiry, Imperial Physician Gong raised his hand to wipe the sweat from his forehead.

Looking at Song Xiang with shame in his eyes, he replied, "The pulse condition is fast and slow...but there is no sign of poisoning... Forgive me for being incompetent, I really can't see what kind of disease Ling Qianjin has."