Niu Niu was only one and a half years old. When she saw Song Huiyue's ferocious face, she was so frightened that she didn't dare to say anything. She also saw Song Huiyue pinching herself, and she even shed a little more tears. When Li Jun threatened her, she seemed to understand.
As if crying, tears rolled out of his eyes, and he started to cry.
She was a shy child, she didn't even cry loudly, she just pursed her lips and shed tears.
Song Huiyue had the courage to disembowel the child, but she did not have the skills to coax the child. Niuniu cried so much that she became timid and did not dare to pretend to be a loving mother. She gave Tian Jiguang a few words and left in a hurry.
When the three of them went out of Beiwa, it was snowing outside, and the ground was covered with a thin layer. The cold air invaded people, and the whole world felt desolate.
Even breathing is cold.
The three of them walked quickly and stomped back home. Two lanterns were lit in front of the door, swinging left and right. Li Jun opened the door directly because he asked Lao Zhang to stay.
After entering the door, Li Jun turned around and bolted the door. Before the door bolt could be lowered, Yin Xiao suddenly looked towards the hall of the outer courtyard, threw out the sharp knife hidden in his sleeve, stepped forward, and rushed in with the knife, approaching the people sitting in the hall.
"Myself..." The person sitting suddenly turned back and narrowly avoided Yinxiao's knife, "Big lady! One of my own!"
Song Huiyue ran over and immediately said: "Yinxiao."
The sharp knife stopped, only a finger away from the visitor's neck. A layer of sweat broke out on the visitor's back, and he took three or four steps back before stopping.
Along with the cold sweat came blood.
It was not Yin Xiao who was injured. When they entered the door, the person who came was already injured. He could not stop it, but it burst because of Yin Xiao's knife.
Li Jun arrived shortly afterwards. He smelled the smell of blood, felt a bit in his heart, and hurriedly lit the oil lamp.
In the light of the fire, he looked down and saw a trail of blood spilling from the door into the room. The table had not moved, but a chair had just been overturned.
"Madam," the visitor covered the knife wound on his shoulder and bowed, "I am Cheng Jun, a visitor from Prince Jin's residence. There is a 'ghost' in your residence."
They call dead soldiers ghosts, and they are even scarier than ghosts.
He originally wanted to catch the ghost, but was unable to resist. Fortunately, the imperial guards passed by outside and the ghost left, and he was able to survive.
The wound on the shoulder was not deep, but if it had been on the neck, it would have been enough to kill him cleanly.
Yin Xiao immediately thought of Tonghe.
The punishment is endless, and the bronze crane will haunt him like a ghost until one of them dies.
He whispered to Song Huiyue: "It's Tonghe. It's not easy for this person to avoid this knife."
Song Huiyue knew that all the visitors to the Jin Palace had their merits, so she was not surprised by this. On the contrary, it was the dead men around Zhang Xutang who made her ponder for a long time.
A guy similar to Yin Xiao would be a waste.
She thought for a moment and took Tonghe into account, then turned to look at Cheng Jun: "Is there something wrong, Your Majesty?"
"Yes," Cheng Jun nodded and looked at Li Jun and Yin Xiao.
"That's it."
Cheng Jun said quickly: "Your Majesty, please go to the palace to see your brother."
"Qinghui?" Song Huiyue was stunned for a moment.
Her voice trembled slightly, but she tried her best to restrain it: "What's wrong with Qinghui?"
After asking, she seemed to be ready to hear bad news at any time, bracing her body and soul to avoid losing her composure.
Yin Xiao stretched out an arm and supported her silently.
Cheng Jun responded neatly: "He woke up."
The news came so suddenly and without warning that Song Huiyue was still a little unsteady and had to hold on to Yin Xiao's hand to steady herself.
"Qinghui...are you awake?"
It was as if a hole was suddenly drilled into her chaotic mind, and a beam of bright light came in from the hole, making her suddenly enlightened.
She squeezed out one word from between her lips and teeth: "Let's go."
After saying that, she walked out with hands and feet, and at the same time she held onto Yin Xiao's sleeves tightly - huge surprises continued to sweep through her, her heart beat wildly in her chest, and all the blood in her body flowed to
She was so obsessed with this that she could barely lift her legs and was almost unable to cross the threshold.
Cheng Jun covered his wound and whispered: "Madam, later on, the prince said that you will only be invited to go alone."
Song Huiyue's anxiety was palpable: "Okay, Li Jun, don't go, just wait at home."
Li Jun stood aside and didn't even raise his feet.
Hearing Song Huiyue's confusion, he rolled his eyes and felt suspicious that King Jin had evil intentions. He stepped forward to stop Song Huiyue: "He said he wouldn't let you take Xiao with you."
Then he looked at Cheng Jun: "Since the eldest lady's brother is awake, why don't I bother you to send him back. The eldest lady is a guilty person, and openly entering and exiting the palace will only bring trouble to your prince."
Song Huiyue retracted her foot that was outside the door.
The light that penetrated the clouds and mist was still there, but the hot blood rushing to her head receded. She quickly suppressed her turbulent emotions, and her expression became solemn.
Order returned to her mind, throwing away all emotions - she knew that Prince Jin was the figure in her plan, and now this figure acted according to her thoughts.
She turned to look at Cheng Jun: "Qinghui is really awake?"
Cheng Jun considered and answered carefully: "Yes, Master Ba invited an old doctor from Zezhou. The doctor is good at acupuncture and can also cure coma.
The doctor’s disciple was found at first, but his disciple was not completely sure. Master Ba used some means to get the old man out of the mountain. The old man got acupuncture three times and he got better.”
Song Huiyue lowered her head and thought for a moment, and finally said to Yinxiao: "I'll go to Prince Jin's Mansion, and you can do your best."
She raised her feet again and walked out, going all the way to the palace
Yin Xiao silently sent her out the door. As he was going out, Song Huiyue whispered something in his ear. She said it so fast and vaguely that Cheng Jun didn't hear a word clearly.
After saying that, Song Huiyue followed Cheng Jun to the palace.
The layout of Prince Jin's Mansion is still the same as before, but after living there for a long time, it has gained a lot of popularity and an old-fashioned atmosphere. The white walls and whitewashed walls have gone through wind and rain and have lost their old look.
No matter what happened to Prince Jin's palace, she would still walk the same way - she hid her love and hate and walked steadily.
King Jin had been locked up in the palace and had been waiting for Song Huiyue in the corridor early. When he saw Song Huiyue coming, he immediately came forward and squeezed Song Huiyue's hand: "Why are you wearing so little? Drinking.
Gone? Where have you gone?"
Song Huiyue smiled absently: "I went to see a play in Beiwa, where is Qinghui?"
"In Zhuxi Zhai." King Jin looked at Song Huiyue's hurried footsteps and felt a little happy in his heart.
Song Qinghui, this kid, was like a hook that finally hooked Song Huiyue.
He knew that she couldn't be trapped, he could only stay and watch her for a while longer.
But he must keep this hook.
Hook Song Qinghui was sitting in the main hall of Zhuxi Zhai, facing a table of refreshments, silent.
He was not lying in bed ignorantly. He could hear the sounds outside. Now when he woke up, these sounds suddenly poured into his mind, almost squeezing his empty soul.
The more things in his mind, the less he knows what to do, and he can only sit there like a puppet until the end.