Southerners

It was Meng Huan who came.

He was dressed elegantly and casually as usual, but his low and cold voice and his indifferent gaze revealed that he was in a very bad mood right now.

There was no blood on Meng Huan's body, presumably he was not directly involved in the battle.

"Chen Diaohua, you really surprised me, you can escape even like this."

"Who disclosed the information to you?"

Meng Huan asked softly, he deployed a huge force to lure and arrest Chen Diaohua's accomplice Liu Shisan, and the arrangement in the village was slightly relaxed.

But he was self-confident, the terrain in Zhuangzi was complex, and in such a tight time frame, it was impossible for someone to find where Chen Diaohua was and bring her out.

But now someone actually did it.

And one step away, Chen Diaohua will be rescued.

Meng Huan sized up Chen Diaohua and the lieutenant general, and suddenly noticed a slender figure standing in the darkness not far away.

Noticing that Meng Huan was looking at her, Song Zhi became nervous, and cold sweat came out of her forehead and flowed into the black face scarf.

But Meng Huan took a look and then looked away.The figure looked familiar, Meng Huan only thought that he had misread it, or it was just similar.After all, Song Zhi was fully armed, and idlers would not be able to tell who it was, not to mention that he was in the dark, with a knife in his hand, and his body was covered with blood.

Who would have thought that Mr. Song's hand holding a pen could also hold a bloody knife?

"Hazier, a hundred secrets will eventually be separated. If this general can get here, he will definitely be able to escape today."

Meng Huan was still thinking about the ghost, so naturally he didn't look good, and waved his hand: "Take them three down for me."

Once the person is caught, we will naturally know how the news was leaked.

Seeing that Meng Huan didn't recognize her, Song Zhi felt both fortunate and guilty, but at this point, Song Zhi knew that no matter what, Meng Huan would know it was him.

After all, he couldn't get out of his body, and returned to the Meng Mansion as if nothing had happened.

Thinking of this, Song Zhi made up her mind, and at the beginning of the battle, she held a knife and rushed directly to Meng Huan.

If Meng Huan kills him now, then his merits and virtues will be considered complete, and there will be no debt to Meng Huan, Song Zhi thought.

As for whether Chen Diaohua can escape, Song Zhi doesn't know... I only hope that she can escape, and all my painstaking efforts are not in vain.

Song Zhi's actions surprised everyone.

Who doesn't know that although Hazier is young, he has been on the battlefield for five years, and his subordinates have killed thousands of people. He is very skilled. Song Zhi rushed up to attack him, didn't he find his own way?

The guards looked sideways, then they left Song Zhi alone and besieged Chen Diaohua and the lieutenant together.

They still don't believe that such a kid can hurt Hazier?

Meng Huan was also very surprised, looking at the person approaching him, he couldn't figure out what this person was thinking.

However, when the distance got closer, Meng Huan could see the eyes of the visitor clearly through the moonlight.

Those were a pair of extremely beautiful eyes, but they were full of determination, staring at him with complex and unspeakable expressions.

Meng Huan's heart skipped a beat.

Song Zilan?

Song Zhi was already close to him, she raised her saber and slashed.

Of course, Song Zhi couldn't hurt Meng Huan, and Meng Huan pinched his hand with just one touch. As soon as he exerted force, the knife in Song Zhi's hand fell to the ground with a clang.

The pain caused Song Zhi to groan, and it was this sound that made Meng Huan sure who he had caught.

Anger, disappointment, fear, sadness, disbelief, all kinds of emotions rushed into his heart at the same time, and Meng Huan couldn't tell for a while, what kind of expression he should face the person in front of him.

And Song Zhi still closed her eyes, looking like she was about to kill herself.

Meng Huan's temples twitched.

"You..." He squeezed out a syllable from his throat.

The sound exploded in his ears, making Song Zhi's heart twitch slightly.

He recognized it.

Taking advantage of Meng Huan's inattentiveness, Song Zhi picked up a knife from the ground and was about to kill herself when Meng Huan slashed on her wrist. The wrist hurt and swelled immediately, and the knife fell weakly.

Just at this time, the lieutenant broke out with Chen Diaohua.

Meng Huan was startled, and ordered: "Catch me, and she must not be allowed to escape. If you can't catch her alive, kill her on the spot!"

"Yes!" The guards filed out.

In a blink of an eye, only Meng Huan and Song Zhi were left in the study.

Meng Huan turned his head, stared at Song Zhi with cold eyes, and sneered:

"Okay, very good, Song Zilan...you really surprised me."

Song Zhi's body trembled slightly because of tension and fear, he didn't dare to look into Meng Huan's eyes, and with a "plop", he knelt down on the ground with his head buried very low.

"Master, I..."

Meng Huan stared at Song Zhi coldly, but suddenly smiled, the laughter made Song Zhi terrified, and wanted to pick up a knife to kill him, but found that Meng Huan's wrist was beaten so badly that he couldn't even lift the knife up.

"Want to die?" Meng Huan looked at him coldly, with a piercing smile on his lips, "In front of me, you have no chance of seeking death."

Meng Huan pinched his chin, forcing Song Zhi to raise her head.

Song Zhi didn't dare to look at him.

"Look at me!" Meng Huan growled.

Song Zhi trembled, raised her eyes timidly, and met Meng Huan's gaze.

There are many emotions in Meng Huan's eyes, as deep as a cold pool, so cold and rich that people dare not look directly at them.

"Tell me, how did you connect with them? When did you become one of them? I didn't realize it at all?" Meng Huan's tone was low and cold, like a snake spitting out a letter.

Song Zhi burst into tears and said, "I'm not one of them."

"Not from them?" Meng Huan seemed to have heard some ridiculous joke, "Do you think I will believe you? Not from them, you fought with them with a knife, used my trust to gather information, and turned around and told lost them?"

"I'm sorry...Master."

Meng Huan's hand was so strong that he almost crushed Song Zhi's jaw, "I'm sorry? You also know that you are sorry for me?"

Song Zhi blinked, and tears fell unconsciously.

"Now you know how to cry to win sympathy?" Meng Huan sneered, "Song Zilan, you are very courageous... I really misread you."

Meng Huan whispered, and the tone made Song Zhi shudder: "What did you want to do by rushing here just now? Kill me?"

Song Zhi's face was full of tears, she shook her head and denied:

"no……"

"No?" Meng Huan asked, "What do you want to do?"

Song Zhi didn't speak, she couldn't speak, so she rushed forward and asked Meng Huan to kill him.

"Stop talking?" Meng Huan said again, "If I hadn't come, would you have followed Chen Diaohua, huh?"

Song Zhi bit her lip, of course not.

He never thought about leaving with Chen Diaohua, never thought about leaving the Meng Mansion, but he never thought about how to face Meng Huan again.

"Master," Song Zhi closed her eyes, "If you are angry, kill me, I have no complaints."

"You think I dare not?" Meng Huan was suddenly irritated by him, and pinched Song Zhi's neck, "Or do you think I will be reluctant, so you have nothing to fear?"

Song Zhi's face quickly turned red due to lack of oxygen, and the veins on her forehead burst out, but she didn't resist at all. It seemed that she really planned to die in Meng Huan's hands.

Song Zhi was basically covered in blood, which made Meng Huan unable to distinguish what belonged to him and what was not his. Seeing that Song Zhi was on the verge of suffocation and her pupils were a little out of focus, Meng Huan let go of her hand suddenly.

Song Zhi fell powerlessly to the ground and coughed violently.

Meng Huan took off a suit of clothes from the body of a small soldier beside him, threw it to Song Zhi's side, and said coldly, "Put it on."

Song Zhi didn't understand what he meant, and didn't dare to disobey, so she obediently took off her coat and put on the armor.

It was only then that Meng Huan discovered that Song Zhi was indeed injured, and there was blood on the inner garment, which seemed to be seeping from inside, but he didn't know how serious the injury was, so he sarcastically said:

"It's really moving. You are a frail scholar, and you dare to fight people with a knife. I am really touched by your patriotic heart for Song."

The armor was heavy, and Song Zhi's injury was unbearable, but after being stained with blood, he couldn't see his pale face clearly. Song Zhi's eyelashes trembled when she heard the words, but she didn't answer, she still knelt down in front of Meng Huan, fell on the ground, and whispered Said: "Please punish the young master."

"Punishment?" Meng Huan asked softly, "Can punishment bring Chen Diaohua back?"

Chen Diaohua has not been captured for so long, she must have fled away.

"Master..."

"Shut up! Don't call me young master!" Meng Huan said, "The person I hate the most in my life is the person who betrays me."

"I..." Song Zhi's voice was choked with sobs, and she lowered her eyes, "...You hand me over, I am willing to bear what I do by myself."

Chen Diaohua escaped, Meng Huan was the first to bear the brunt, and he would definitely be punished.

"You bear it?" Meng Huan sarcastically said, "Why do you bear it? Who do you think you are? If I hand you over, I'll have to add a charge of lax control."

Song Zhi bit her lip: "I'm sorry."

Meng Huan sneered, and said, "Get out of here, and follow me out to solve the rest of the matter."

"From now on, if you dare to leave my sight again, I will kill you immediately. You can see whether I am willing or not."

Song Zhi struggled to get up from the ground, the armor pressed against his wound, allowing the blood to seep out continuously.

"Yes."

In fact, there was not much to do afterwards. Chen Diaohua's accomplice Liu Shisan was caught, and the rest of the party was not afraid. Chen Diaohua's cronies were also killed and injured, and a few were captured. Only the deputy general escaped with Chen Diaohua.

Meng Huan only showed up to accompany Ye's Lost, and after a little improvement, he ordered the entire city to search for Chen Diaohua, and brought his cronies back to the Meng Mansion.

Meng Huan was sitting in the carriage, and Song Zhi walked behind the carriage with Meng Huan's other personal guards.

Someone who didn't know Song Zhi came up to talk to her, but Song Zhi ignored her.

It was already ugly time to return to Meng Mansion.

Meng Huan had no time to deal with Song Zhi for the time being, so he ordered He Lang Sa to send him back, ordered two guards to guard the door, and went to work on his own.

Song Zhi had several wounds on her body, and they were all deep, so they were not treated. Lian Er was also blocked by the guards, unable to go in, so she could only worry.

Song Zhi took off her armor, washed the blood on her body with clean water, put on clean clothes, and lay down on the bed.

pain.

Not only the wound on the body hurts, but also the pain in the heart.

Song Zhi hardly dared to think about Meng Huan, but the look in Meng Huan's eyes when he recognized him kept reappearing in his mind.

Meng Huan must be very angry and disappointed with him.I not only deceived him, but also used him.

What will he do with him?

He let Chen Diaohua go, how would Meng Huan be punished? ...In his capacity, at most he would reprimand him and punish him a little, wouldn't it be too serious?

Song Zhi thought about these things in her mind, and the more she thought about it, the more she became sober, and she didn't sleep all night.

After dawn, a doctor he didn't know came to treat Song Zhi's wound. Most of the marks left by Meng Huan on his body during the sixteenth day and night had disappeared, but there were still a few, which had not completely disappeared.

Song Zhi didn't know if Meng Huan meant to humiliate him by this, but whether Meng Huan did or not, Song Zhi had no choice but to bear it, untied her clothes, and under the doctor's strange and surprised gaze, said in a low voice: "Please trouble the doctor." .”

The doctor didn't say anything, and concentrated on treating Song Zhi's wound.The doctor's technique was rough, and Song Zhi was sweating from the pain. After treating the wound with great difficulty, the doctor threw down some medicine and said, "Change it yourself in the future." Then he left.

Today is the twenty-second day, and tomorrow is Tianshou Festival.

Shizu arrived at Jiandemen on the [-]rd, and Meng Huan, as the left-behind minister, also went to Jiandemen to meet him.

On the twenty-fourth day, most of the city was full of excitement. His Majesty held a deceitful horse banquet in the palace, and entertained all the officials. All the officials were dressed in grandson uniforms.

But Song Zhi was kept under house arrest. The guards at the door were ordered by Meng Huan not to allow him to take half a step. Three meals a day were brought in by special personnel, and Lian Er was also transferred away.

After the doctor came once on the [-]nd, he really didn't come again.

Except for three meals a day, Song Zhi seemed to be forgotten.

Another day later, on the twenty-sixth day, Meng Huan found time to come to Song Zhi's door for the first time after a few days.