Jiang Jinhe was a little surprised.

The status of this crane-raising girl is so low. It seems that she is even lower than those prostitutes in brothels?

Speaking of this, Fang Zhong looked a little embarrassed.

"Of course, I don't mean to do whatever you want with her. Usually, we make her a concubine, where her life is quite comfortable!"

Can you live a good life as a concubine?

Follow these men?

Jiang Jinhe glanced at the scholars gathered there pointing and gesturing, then looked at the girl called Yuniao and sighed.

"What a shame, a flower is stuck in cow dung."

Fang Zhong glanced at Song Wenqin and gave him a sly smile.

"If Miss Song is interested, I can buy Yu Niao for you with the money my master pays for. You will inevitably be out and about in the future, so it would be nice to have a careful little maid to take care of you."

"A girl with a background like Yuniao is loyal and capable as a maid."

Jiang Jinhe was overwhelmed when he heard this.

She knew very well that all of Fang Ye's concubines were arranged by the eldest lady, Bai Cuiyun.

Unexpectedly, Fang Zhong also began to instill this concept in himself.

"Come on, come on, stop it. Does Shopkeeper Fang still want to say that this Yuniao can help me take care of my husband when I'm not available?"

Fang Zhong scratched his head in embarrassment.

"Given your situation, you will definitely take concubines in the future. It's actually quite good to have such a loyal person."

Jiang Jinhe snorted coldly and glanced at Song Wenqin.

"Do you plan to marry more people into your family in the future?"

Song Wenqin widened his eyes slightly and looked at Fang Zhong coldly.

"That's not the plan."

Jiang Jinhe believed this sentence.

In her opinion, this man's eyes had never left her from the beginning, and he was always closely watching her every move and expression. It was impossible for him to do anything to betray her.

After all, in this world full of uncertainty, it is truly rare to meet someone who treats you sincerely.

Moreover, Jiang Jinhe herself would not be so idle as to find such an eye-catching person to be by her side.

If she really did that, there must be something wrong with her brain.

She is a person with self-respect and will not easily get herself into trouble because of momentary interest or curiosity.

At this moment, the cranes on the field were strolling leisurely when they were suddenly disturbed by a group of murderous men in black.

The two people in the front were wearing gorgeous white clothes. From a distance, you could tell that their identities were definitely extraordinary. It was obviously not an outfit that ordinary people could afford.

Jiang Jinhe looked at these people and suddenly thought that if Song Wenqin wore such clothes, he would definitely look very elegant.

He has a tall and straight figure, and with this white outfit, he must be able to show an extraordinary charm.

But when he turned around, he found that Song Wenqin was looking at the group of people with disgust.

His eyes were full of dissatisfaction and disgust, which surprised Jiang Jinhe.

I couldn't help but ask: "Wen Qin, what's wrong?"

Song Wenqin quickly retracted his gaze, trying to appear calmer, and said calmly, "It's nothing, let's go after we finish looking at it."

Jiang Jinhe responded, but was still a little confused.

When Li Yue mentioned the government before, Aunt Song and Song Dadi's faces changed, and now Song Wenqin had the same reaction.

Are all the members of the Song family wanted?

She thought so, but quickly rejected the idea.

If the Song family was really wanted, Village Chief Li Congyi would have reported it to the police long ago.

At this time, the performance on the ice rink has begun.

The girls in white stood among the cranes and danced gracefully. The cranes seemed to be infected and began to flap their wings and dance.

Some are single cranes dancing alone, while others are two cranes embracing and singing. The clear and pleasant sounds are intoxicating and unique.

The scene where people and cranes dance together makes it difficult to tell which are the real cranes and which are the illusions created by the dancers. The two blend so naturally.

The audience was deeply attracted by this scene, as if they were in a fairyland.

However, suddenly one of the cranes let out a long cry and pounced on the other cranes.

This sudden action caused a slight commotion and people looked at each other, but the scene soon returned to calm.

Everyone realized that this was just part of the show and there was no need to panic.

Jiang Jinhe heard someone say next to him, "Don't worry, Yang Henv has a way to solve it."

The voice gave her a little comfort.

As soon as she finished speaking, Yu Niao calmly picked up the whistle hanging around her neck. It was a silver whistle carved with intricate patterns and looked quite exquisite.

She blew softly, and the sound of the whistle was like a gentle breeze blowing across the field.

Sure enough, the cranes suddenly became quiet and lowered their heads, as if listening to some call in the whistle.

However, the next second, something unexpected happened. They suddenly spread their wings and rushed towards the audience.

The scene instantly went from quiet to chaotic.

There were screams from the crowd, and emotions of panic and confusion spread in the air like waves.

The screams seemed to stimulate the cranes, making them even more excited and restless, and more cranes began to fly towards the spectators in the stands.

These cranes have light and flexible bodies and long, sharp beaks. If a person is pecked on the face by one of them, the face will be disfigured, which makes the crowd even more panicked.

Fortunately, Jiang Jinhe was in a relatively high position and was temporarily out of the crane's attack range, otherwise the consequences would be unimaginable.

Just when the scene was in chaos, Yu Niao's actions attracted everyone's attention.

A long whip suddenly flew out from her waist and swooped down towards the two people in white brocade robes as fast as a flying bird.

The whip gleams with a metallic luster and is extremely eye-catching in the sunlight.

"There's an attack!"

An audience member shouted, his voice trembling.

His warning immediately attracted more people's attention.

"Protect King Chen!"

Another man shouted immediately, and the guards around him quickly took action, drawing their swords and forming a barrier.

At the same time, more than a dozen cranes followed Yu Niao and pounced on the black-clad guards.

But the cranes were no match for the well-trained guards after all. They were quickly subdued and chopped to the ground in a few strokes, with blood splattering all over the ice rink, which was unbearable to watch.

The ice rink was in complete chaos, people were fleeing in all directions, and the entire scene was in extreme tension and chaos.

Song Wenqin grabbed her hand, and his firm and warm palm gave Jiang Jinhe a sense of security.

"Quiet, go."

His tone was urgent but firm.

At this moment, their lives are in danger.

At this time, the cranes also attacked them.

Two cranes flapped their wings and flew over, as if they were messengers sent by the god of death.

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