Four hundred and thirty seventh chapter chicken flying dog jumping
Yin Xiao returned to the east wing and closed the door. After hearing Song Huiyue close the window, she suddenly squatted down.
He held his left hand on the ground to prevent himself from falling. His chest and waist were in sharp pain, cold sweat flowed down, and his eyes were blurred.
He gritted his teeth to hold back the scream of pain, stretched out his right hand, unbuttoned his clothes, took out the dented bronze heart-protecting mirror, and carefully touched the bones on the left and right sides one by one. After confirming that they were not broken, he went to check his waist again.
He clenched his right hand into a fist and beat it twice on the back of his waist. He cried in pain and breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.
Tonghe didn't kick his internal organs, and he couldn't smash Tonghe's head. In the dark time, they both trained their mortal bodies into copper skin and iron bones.
He looked at his hands one last time.
A layer of skin was peeled off from the finger joints of his right hand, revealing red soft flesh. The blood had solidified, and it looked horrifying.
The internal organs were not damaged and the bones were not broken, which was considered very good. As for the severe pain on his body, it was just a skin injury to him. As long as he took some time, it could be relieved.
At this time, he heard the noise coming from outside. It was Song Huiyue's house door opening, and footsteps heading to the kitchen.
Are you hungry?
It's almost the fourth watch, and I'm afraid the cook won't be able to wake her up.
He stood up with his legs up, moved his hands and feet, and wanted to go to the kitchen to work for Song Huiyue, but stopped again after looking at his own embarrassment.
He stood in the ice cellar-like room for a moment. He heard Song Huiyue's footsteps coming out of the kitchen, and then getting closer. He quickly opened the door and walked in.
There was a pot of mutton chop soup simmering on the small stove in the kitchen. She filled a bowl with it, brought it over steaming hot, and handed it to Yin Xiao.
"Eat first."
Yin Xiao picked up the soup and took a few sips first. The hot soup warmed his body in an instant, and his body absorbed this little bit of heat - it was not enough.
He sat down in the chair and began to drink soup.
Above his head, Song Huiyue's not very warm hands were removing the dead branches from his hair.
"Su Ting," he put down the bowl, "he is helping Zhang Xutang and letting Tonghe go."
"The closer we get to the end, the more dangerous it becomes," Song Huiyue's eyes shone with a ruthless cold light, "More and more people will become our enemies, don't be afraid, we will win in the end."
"Should we kill Su Ting?"
"No, I will be suspicious now, and I will do it again when I get the chance."
"yes."
"When you are imprisoned in the palace, pull out all the nails near Jinshang, no matter who they belong to, including King Jin's. Do you understand?"
"clear."
They want Jin Shang to become a true widower, with only Yin Xiao left to rely on.
At this moment, their eyes were similar - the same cold and ruthless, even their souls were wrapped in ice and snow.
Song Huiyue took her hand away from Yinxiao's head and walked out without any hesitation.
The next day, Li Jun did not make a fuss about the hole in the wall. He just shouted: "Old Zhang, call two craftsmen!"
Lao Zhang walked out drowsily and answered in a loud voice: "Two jars of sauce, which one is better, salty or sweet?"
"Craftsman! Build the wall!"
"Qi?"
The two ladies were holding back their laughter on the kitchen porch, while Song Huiyue laughed unceremoniously in the room.
Li Jun took a deep breath, angrily went to hire a craftsman, and went to the barracks with Yin Xiao to pick up his colleagues for an outing. At the same time, he was afraid that Song Huiyue would be bored staying at home alone, so he asked Song Huiyue to go to the Wan surname trade in Daxiangguo Temple.
I want to buy him a cat. There are mice in the house, so I need to get a cat.
Song Huiyue followed the order and walked all the way to the outside of Daxiangguo Temple. Outside was a place selling rare and exotic animals, including not only cats and dogs, but also turtles, birds, fish, rabbits, wolf cubs, etc.
Song Huiyue only heard bursts of noise in her ears. People and animals were singing at the same time. Countless men and women were coming and going, noisy and noisy. Sometimes they were looking after cats, sometimes they were buying dogs. She found every opportunity to squeeze herself in.
As soon as she entered, there was a monkey king in front of her. Everyone gathered around and watched the monkey king holding the big top.
There was a thin dog tied to the right side of the monkey king. Someone stepped on the dog's tail. The thin dog immediately screamed, startling the monkey king. He screamed strangely and jumped around like flying. One of his paws scratched a snow-white dog on the left.
On the cat.
The cat lost its fur and screamed loudly, causing a great commotion. The vendors also kept quarreling, and the monkey king slumped his head and let the iron chain tie him up.
When the onlookers saw the iron chain as thick as a baby's wrist, they all joked that it was indeed the Monkey King, otherwise such a thick chain would not be used.
Amidst the noise, Song Huiyue squeezed out her hair and bent down to look at a black cat. Suddenly a carriage rushed over, accompanied by a burst of shouts of "get out of the way", and the crowd screamed, chicken coop.
, the rabbit cage fell to the ground, and the already huddled crowd became even more chaotic.
There were constant exclamations, running, falling, stamping of feet, and wailing. The carriage moved forward vigorously, hitting a broad road, and stopped in front of the gate of Daxiangguo Temple.
The horse neighed and raised its hoofs high, facing the two princes Tongyi and Dongyang.
The two princes left the palace together and came to the Wan surname trading place to join in the fun. They bought a unique copy that sold hundreds of copies a year. Just when they were feeling proud, they were stunned by the collision of the carriage.
Four feet stepped back in succession, and then they stumbled neatly on the threshold of the gate of Daxiangguo Temple. Only two loud "bang bang" sounds were heard, and the two princes had already screamed and fled behind them into Daxiangguo Temple.
Everyone fell to pieces together.
The horse lowered his hoofs and snorted twice before becoming quiet.
The two princes subconsciously hugged each other and squirmed on the ground with their hands and feet. At the same time, they found that there was an unlucky man underneath them.
Song Huiyue is this unlucky ghost.
She turned her back to the sky and her face to the ground, her nose almost hit her face, two tubes of nosebleeds flew down, she subconsciously raised her head, and saw that her hat was missing and her hair fell on her face.
She blew a breath, blew away the hair covering her face, shook off the two princes from her body, covered her nose, and stood up with pain all over her body.
The "lone copies" of the two county princes were also thrown out during the collision, flying all the way to a pile of dog shit.
That’s okay!
Prince Tongyi rubbed his buttocks, pulled Prince Dongyang, stood up angrily, and yelled at the driver on the carriage: "How dare you run rampant in front of the royal temple! Who are you?"
The noisy crowd turned their attention to the carriage. No one in the carriage showed up, but the coachman came down, opened the seat, took out a basket of golden copper coins, put the coins on the ground with a bang, and grabbed them out.
A large handful was thrown into the crowd with a "crash".
Like water splashing into an oil pan, the crowd boiled with a "boom", and money rained down one after another. The crowd was even more chaotic than when the carriage broke in, tearing apart the polite appearance, and fighting for the copper coins.
The two princes looked at each other with their mouths open, and after a long while, they chose to remain silent.
Besides Zhang Xutang, who else could be the money-splitting boy in Kyoto?
This former playboy no longer hangs out in the land of fireworks. Instead, he goes to Prince Yan's palace to make a long history. However, his habits have not changed and he is still arrogant.
The two of them were unpopular princes, and there was no one behind them to support them, so they got out of the way, one on the left and the other on the right.
Only Song Huiyue was still standing there, using a handkerchief to block her nosebleeds.