Huang Beiyue looked at him and said: "Your identity has always been a secret. In fact, you hate this feeling more than anyone else. Because of this mysterious identity, you don't even dare to get close to the people you really like. Xiaoyao
Being banned may seem like an honor, but it is actually an irony for you. Not only are you not carefree, but you are more restricted than ordinary people. So you really hope that someone can see through your evil deeds. Not only will you not kill me, but you will also act like
I am a close friend."
"Hahahaha——" Secretary Song raised his head and laughed. His elegant and handsome appearance was like a layer of glass that could break at the touch of a touch. "Your intelligence reminds me of a person."
"who?"
"Huang Beiyue."
"Princess Beiyue?"
Secretary Song glanced at her, her unfathomable gaze was chilling, but Huang Beiyue met his gaze calmly, without any shock or fear.
"It's not Princess Beiyue, it's that assassin Yue Ye."
"It seems that you have an unusual relationship with her." Huang Beiyue said, but her heart trembled violently.
Song Mi, indeed Song Mi!
He must be closely related to Xuanyuan Wenqing!
In this era where everyone has forgotten her existence, she is the assassin Yue Ye, and except for Xuanyuan Wenqing, no one knows that she is Huang Beiyue!
After a lot of hard work, the secret of Song Dynasty was finally revealed.
Why you again? Why not let the former Xiaoyao King live in her memory for once?
Huang Beiyue felt sharp pains in her heart.
"My relationship with her has been severed." Secretary Song shook his head and looked at her with a smile: "Do you really think I won't kill you?"
"Do you know?"
"Did you drink tea just now? I poisoned it."
Huang Beiyue paused her hands and then said: "I can call you despicable and shameless, but..."
She placed the tea cup flat on the table, and it was still full of green tea, which was clear and pleasant.
Secretary Song will always be her enemy. She has long experienced his viciousness and evil. How could she drink the tea he poured?
Secretary Song shook his head and chuckled, then suddenly put down his teacup and stood up, extending his hand to her, "Let's go, I'll take you somewhere."
"Where?"
"You'll know when you get there." Secretary Song smiled, "Don't worry, since I don't kill you now, I won't kill you in the future."
Huang Beiyue thought to herself, that's not necessarily the case. When you know my identity, I'm afraid you'll be the first one to chop me down with a machete.
But she is indeed not afraid of Secretary Song killing her. No matter what, if she can't be beaten, can she still run away?
*****
Huang Beiyue never expected that Secretary Song would take her to Guangyao Palace and into the alchemy of Xiaoyao Prince's Mansion, and she would know his purpose very well.
As expected, Secretary Song waved his hand to open the barrier, walked in first, then turned back to look at her and smiled, "Come in."
She stepped in, and the darkness of the night before her eyes faded away, replaced by a shimmering golden temple. The light from countless candles burned everything, making everything appear divinely bright.
"This is the Temple of Light." Secretary Song said to her, leading her out from behind the curtain, slowly walking through the passage between the candles, and opening the door. The night of the Temple of Light was filled with stars and the moon was shining brightly.
Huang Beiyue raised her eyes and looked around. The wide square in front of the Guangming Temple, the fountain in the middle, and the Black Lotus Hall and the Red Lotus Hall standing in the distance were all so familiar.
"Why did you bring me here?" Huang Beiyue asked coldly, holding her hands.
