Late at night. Several dark shadows leap out of the Song family’s mansion, heading straight for the Wei Yuan Dart Station. Inside the dartboard, silence reigns. In the spirit hall, Qi Ying is silently burning paper. Song San Xiao had already persuaded her several times to go back and rest, but Qi Ying kept shaking … Read more
With the charred skeletons of the Gu family still fresh in her mind, Grandma Song couldn’t help but shiver. Song Wangyue saw it in her eyes and knew that her purpose had been achieved, so she lightened her voice, “Not afraid of a million things, but just in case, it’s better for Grandma to ask.” … Read more
Without thinking, Song Shen asked, “What place?” “Gu’s house.” “Gu ……” Song Shen almost bit his tongue again, the Gu family was already in ruins, how could they build a workshop? But looking at Song Wangyue’s expression did not look like a joke, Song Shen swallowed back the words of doubt that were welling up … Read more
After hearing Song Ming’s words, Song Wangyue narrowed her eyes. Seeing him like this, Song Ming took another step back, somewhat regretting that he had come over to tell her, this girl should not think that he had other intentions. “What’s wrong, girl Yue?” Xiao Zheng raised his voice and asked coming this way. Song … Read more
With three puffs, the men in black fell three times. The situation was reversed at once, and Xiao Zheng and his men quickly finished off the remaining men in black. Not caring about the injury on his arm, he ran to Song Wangyue and sized her up, “Girl Yue, are you alright.” “Fine.” Xiao Zheng … Read more
Song Wangyue grabbed a half-burned dry firewood and threw it over, the black-clothed man’s movement was blocked, Xiao Zheng and others also reacted and quickly got up, protecting Song Wangyue in a group behind her. The man in black approached, the sharp weapons in his hands glittering with cold light. The opponents far outnumbered them, … Read more
The group left the capital. Considering that Song Wan Yue was still young, Xiao Zheng did not travel fast. After walking unhurriedly for four or five miles, Song Wan Yue lifted the curtain of the carriage and called out to him, “Uncle Xiao.” Xiao Zheng urged his horse forward. Song Wangyue said, “Let’s go faster, … Read more
“That’s a good idea.” Xu Yan agreed, he also knew that Song Wangyue was eager to go home, besides that carriage of skeletons was placed in the southern city, and it was hard for Yue to face it daily. The old gentleman also nodded, “If the Duke of Ding is willing to send someone to … Read more
It is true, as Mr Xu Er said, that the Minister of Household is an old fox, and even though he has much resentment against the old man in his heart, he has done a good job on the surface. After welcoming the two men into the parlour, he ordered his servants to serve tea … Read more
The old gentleman sensed what he had said and wanted to bite his tongue in remorse. Song Wangyue looked gloomy for a moment, then quickly lifted up again, “Big brother is also very good at chess, let him accompany you.” “Good, good, good.” The old gentleman was busy responding in a flurry of voices, remorseful. … Read more