Questions and Returns - Looking for him thousands of times in the crowd

Song Xiao did not speak, his face was ruthless, but his hands were curled up, and the right hand that was not caught was already tightly clutching his sleeve.

"Song Xiao..." Say something, okay...

Song Xiao was silent.

"I've helped you out. Have you been wronged? Who did it? I'll help you, okay?"

Song Xiao's curled hands were gently released, and then suddenly grasped, fully showing his inner entanglement and anxiety in a place that Ling Yibei could not see.

"Song..." Ling Yibei was interrupted by Song Xiao before he could finish speaking.

"No one wronged me! I'm a spy! Satisfied? Let me go!" As he spoke, he shook off Ling Yibei's hand, opened the distance between the two of them again, and prepared to break through the door.

Unexpectedly, the moment he was about to touch the door, he was grabbed again and pressed against the wall next to the door, his lips were wet and soft.

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On the battlefield, Su Xun quietly looked at the piles of corpses, his heart felt like a knife was twisted.

Liu Fan... is missing...

Liu Feng stood beside him with a serious expression on his face.

What no one wanted to see happened after all.It just proves the saying that if you want to get something, you have to pay a price.

If Qin Cang wants to admit defeat, he must fight.

To win, you need to exchange your life.

The price is life, including Liu Yan.

Last night, she was dazedly wantonly ravaging her own lips, but today it is gone.

I can no longer eat that person's tofu, and I can no longer tease him so that his eyes turn red with anxiety.

My heart throbbed in pain.

"The wind."

"Your Highness."

"Go to the battlefield."

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Liu Fan wandered around the palace, dismissed the little eunuch who was leading the way, and walked around strangely.

Suddenly, I saw an antique plaque with three vigorous characters written on it.

"...the meeting hall?"

Out of curiosity, Liu Fan gently opened the door and walked in.

Two or three porcelains were neatly placed on the bookshelf, and there was a side hall next to the bookshelf. The purple curtain was concealed and embroidered with gold trim. There were a few figures inside, faintly visible, and the voice came out intermittently.

Gently opened the curtain, a screen was in front of him, and the voice became much clearer.

"What did they say?" The voice was flat, it should be Ye Xin's.

"He wants to make Qin Cang... die without a whole body."

"I remember they already won."

"We talked to him, to no avail."

"Did you hurt his wife? Did you kill the person who killed the suspected woman?"

The old minister sighed, and said, "We have checked, and there is nothing, except..."

The voice behind slowly lowered, Ye Xin seemed to frowned, and said: "It's okay, let's talk, except for something."

"The informant found out that he seemed to care about one person in the barracks."

"Who?"

"The one you brought back."

Ye Xin didn't speak, and was silent for a while, before asking, "Is the envoy still there?"

"Yes, we have already entertained you."

Ye Xin seemed to wave her hand, and threw something out, "Take this back to him, make sure it will be delivered to him in its original form, and let him disassemble it himself." Then she got up and was about to go out.

Liu Fan hurriedly slipped away.

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Back in the bedroom, Liu Fan was still "obediently" poking the paper on the desk, while folded origami cranes were scattered all over the floor.

"What a skillful hand." Ye Xin bent down to pick up a white crane that seemed to be flying high, and asked, "What's wrong? You're listless."

"I'm boring."

"Then shall we chat?"

"kindness."

"Liu Fan, did I save you?"

"what?"

"You ran to the battlefield in a daze and almost died. My subordinates rescued you."

"Then how can I thank you? I can do whatever I can."

"Then how are you going to thank me?" Ye Xin smiled slightly.

When Liu Fan racked his brains and looked distressed, a voice came from beside him: "Why don't you promise me with your body?"

"Huh? But I'm a man."

"I don't care."

"But Ye Xin, you're at a loss."

"How did I lose money?"

"I don't like you," Liu Yan snapped his fingers, "The flesh belongs to you."

"What about the soul?"

Liu Yan just wanted to say that I didn't know, but the words that came out made him dumbfounded.

"My soul belongs to Su Xun."

Ye Xin paused, then smiled, "It's okay."

"fine?"

"It's okay, then..." Ye Xin said, "We'll do the ceremony in three days."

"Well, let's see." Originally, I planned to refuse, because Ye Xin could find someone better, besides, he would be embarrassed if he lost money, but his body went against his thoughts again, and he felt a sense of anger .

Ye Xin seemed a little surprised, then rubbed the top of Liu Fang's hair and smiled.

In the following time, Ye Xin took Liu Fang to organize a wedding. Qin Cang's people were beaming because they were about to welcome a queen.