win the hairpin

Chapter 270 Two places
There was no fear in Zhang Xutang's mind, only inconvenience. Song Huiyue seized his inconvenience and restrained him with the imperial army.

However, even knowing that Zhang Xutang could not attack Song Huiyue in public, King Jin was still worried. Thinking that Song Huiyue had been exposed to the sun for a day, he asked Xie Zhou to quickly replace Song Huiyue and bring a few more people there. rotation.

Xie Zhou's face was full of pain and resentment: "My lord, you like the new and dislike the old."

"roll."

Xie Zhou raised his leg and rolled away. Before he could reach the door, King Jin called him: "Wait, is there any clue about Yin Xiao's matter?"

As soon as this matter was mentioned, Xie Zhou walked back seriously, and said with a frown: "It is true that there was a fight in the Daxiangguo Temple. The Zhang family cleaned it up very well, but the meditation room was damaged so badly that it could not be repaired on the spot. I didn’t report to the official, and I found a craftsman to repair it. We searched around the Daxiangguo Temple, but found no traces, and went in to see the abandoned empty house.”

Then his brows tightened a bit: "It's probably because we alerted the other party, the person has already left, but we haven't found it—maybe it's good news, at least we haven't seen the body."

King Jin lowered his head and thought for a moment, then said in a low voice: "Since people have left, Yin Xiao is still alive. If they were dead, they wouldn't run away, as long as they're not dead."

It's not that he loves Yin Xiao so much, but that Song Huiyue was obviously very sad when Yin Xiao disappeared, and even entangled Zhang Xutang directly. If Yin Xiao died, he was afraid that Song Huiyue would not be able to bear the blow and would carry him With a knife, the crowd and Zhang Xu were in a firefight.

Xie Zhou thought the same way. If a person is not dead, there is still a way to think about. He smiled at King Jin: "Sister Kuiyue can come up with such a narrow way to keep Zhang Xuzhang on her toes. If Zhang Xuzhang wants to go Torturing people, just to lead us the way."

King Jin nodded: "I'm afraid Zhang Xutang would never have thought of her ghostly idea."

Xie Zhou suddenly remembered the matter of the king of Jin facing the saint, and asked why the king of Jin kept him for so long.

King Jin smiled wryly: "I just wanted me to uncover the Zhang family's cover. I'm afraid Li Lin didn't expect that the evidence he left behind was given to him, and he gave it to us."

Then he urged Xie Zhou to leave quickly - Song Huiyue was still feeding the mosquitoes outside, so it was important to replace him quickly.

As Xie Zhou walked, he thought about everything he had planned today, and finally felt aggrieved for King Jin—what kind of father is this, who uses his own son as a gunman? Are you the emperor or is he the emperor? All the evidence has been sent to you, but you dare not show your power. Tomorrow your son will be torn alive by Zhang's troops, old coward.

The more he thought about it, the angrier he became, he rushed out angrily, walked to the sidewalk and met Xie Chuan who had come to discuss matters with the King of Jin, thinking of how stupid he was today, in contrast, his father was very kind, and immediately called out loudly Say daddy.

Xie Chuan saw that he was furious, but his voice seemed to be full of love. He was confused and dared not answer, for fear that his son would be stimulated and would fight against us. Lose a pass.

Xie Zhou failed to get the same affectionate answer from Xie Chuan, so he snorted and said in his heart: "Raise Rong Rong sooner or later."

King Jin and Xie Chuan discussed the business for more than half an hour. After leaving the study, they saw that Song Huiyue had already returned, but she didn't come in to disturb her, but was sitting outside in the garden covered in dust.

He hurriedly walked into the garden outside the study, and when he went in to take a look, he saw Song Huiyue lying on the stone table with his hands folded together, his head buried in his arms, just sleeping in a daze.

Paper incense sticks were lit on the ground, and a servant stood by, fanning the wind without saying a word.

King Jin asked Huang Ting to bring the ice basin here in a low voice, and walked forward without making a sound, and the mansion came down and squeezed Song Huiyue's hand.

It was hot, and Song Huiyue's hands were sweating profusely. He didn't dislike it, but just held them blindly. Song Huiyue's head had already numb the arm pillow. At this time, when King Jin touched it, it hurt like a needle prick. .

"Ouch", Song Huiyue suddenly grabbed her hand and raised her head, "My lord, I'm numb."

King Jin quickly pinched her arm and rubbed it with a little strength. Song Huiyue was exhausted after a long day's work, and put her face on the stone table again, letting King Jin handle it.

"Don't sleep here, there are too many mosquitoes, talk to me for a while, eat some supper, and then send you home to sleep." King Jin turned to Huang Ting and said, "Bring the medicinal oil."

Huang Ting hurriedly ordered the servant to fetch it.

When Song Huiyue was in front of the gate of the Zhang Mansion, she was still full of energy and holding her breath, but as soon as she arrived at the Wang Mansion, she felt physically and mentally exhausted, and a sense of powerlessness came to her heart again.

For a whole day, without any news from Yin Xiao, she didn't know how much Yin Xiao would suffer.

She refused to raise her head, and still silently placed her head on the stone table. The table was icy cold, radiating coolness from the inside to the outside, without the slightest warmth, so that she could stop thinking about Zhang Xutang's palpitating methods for the time being.

Seeing this, King Jin no longer forced her, took the medicated oil from Huang Ting, and rubbed it on her forehead, face, and arms.

Mosquitoes in Kyoto are smaller than those in Tanzhou, but they are very tricky. Song Huiyue is particularly vulnerable to mosquitoes, and her body is covered with bites.

Song Huiyue said in a low voice, "Did I dig the mosquito's ancestral grave in my previous life?"

King Jin stroked her five fingers carefully in the palm of his hand: "If you were so naughty in your previous life, it is quite possible. You don't know how many ant holes in the palace you have dug out."

Song Huiyue smiled, and then heard a loud noise from the clouds, the thunder was rolling, and it looked like it was going to rain.

The weather in June was capricious, King Jin hurriedly took Song Huiyue back to the study, Song Huiyue turned her head to look at the sky after entering the door, her eyes were gloomy.

I don't know where Yin Xiao is at this time.

Yin Xiao didn't know where he was either.

He felt that he was in an endless hell, with darkness everywhere, and the blood on his body had solidified and no longer flowed.

He was also surprised that he was not dead yet.

There was no living person around, he didn't know how badly he was injured, he only knew that more than half of the blood in his body seemed to flow like a rushing river, and the cold wind and pain poured into his limbs and bones again, Can't lift a single finger.

Because he didn't know how long he had been in a coma, and he couldn't see any light in front of him, so he couldn't count the time. He only knew that there was a smell of wet weeds on the tip of his nose, like after a heavy rain.

The humid air seemed lingering and heavy, as if it was a tangible thing, turning into silk thread, invading into his body from the cracks in his bones, and wreaking havoc in his body.

After waking up, he lay in this damp atmosphere for two hours, waiting for himself to die, rot, and turn into a pile of mud.

However, after waiting for a long time, he didn't die, instead he was able to open a gap in his swollen eyes.

After opening his eyes, his mind became clear, and a faint heat radiated from his heart, which kept him breathing, and made him slowly feel the pain in his body.

(End of this chapter)