Dressed as the mistress of the Hou family, I became the white moonlight in the Beijing circle

Yongcheng Houfu
Xie Li was leaning on the railing of the corridor, wearing only a thin shirt. His face was cold and bookish, and his lowered eyebrows could not reveal his emotions.

"Your Majesty, Master Shen is here."

Changfan's voice broke his train of thought. Xie Li moved his eyes and looked sideways at the entrance of Jingyuan.

Last night, he informed Chang Fan that if Shen Ji entered the mansion, he would directly bring him to Jingyuan without having to send a message.

Under the sun, Shen Ji Qingjun's figure came into view, followed by an unfamiliar servant, holding a sandalwood box in his arms.

When Xie Li saw him, his heart suddenly dropped. He hurried forward and asked in a low voice, "But what did you find?"

Shen Ji stopped talking, paused for a moment, and said calmly, "Go to the study, I have something to tell you."

Xie Li was slightly startled, then calmed down his slightly flustered mood and led the two of them into the study.

"Say it." Xie Li stood in front of the case, his eyes fixed on Shen Ji, for fear of missing the emotion in his eyes.

Shen Ji twitched the corners of his mouth, and the words he wanted to say were stuck in his mouth, neither swallowing nor spitting out.

Looking at his expression, Xie Li's heart suddenly tightened, and a trace of panic flashed in his eyes, "Brother Shen... why don't you speak?"

At the same time, Song Huixin returned to Jingyuan with the freshly stewed black chicken soup.

"Ouch! Madam, why did you come here in person to do this? Just leave it to the younger one!" Changfan saw her holding the tray and hurriedly went up to it, raising his hand to take it.

Song Huixin turned aside and avoided him, smiling brightly and saying, "I'll just come."

"...Yes." Changfan rubbed his hands and smiled awkwardly, "Young lady, are you looking for a heir apparent?"

Song Huixin nodded, his eyes sparkling with light, and his voice was cheerful, "I specially learned how to stew black-bone chicken soup from the master in the small kitchen. I wanted to give him a supplement. He has been going out early and coming back late recently, and he is very tired."

"My father always said that I won't love his good son-in-law." Song Huixin walked briskly and gracefully, "Where is Xie Li?"

Changfan looked at Song Huixin's happy face and felt happy from the bottom of his heart, "In reply to the young madam, Lord Shen is here. The prince is currently in the study discussing political affairs with the Lord."

Song Huixin hesitated and frowned, "Then I will just send him in and come out immediately."

"Sure!" Changfan also laughed and bent down to guide her.

"Brother Shen, if you have anything to say, just say it. I can hold on. What happened to my father-in-law?"

Song Huixin had just arrived at the door of the study room when he heard these words. He immediately stopped and stopped moving forward.

Shen Ji closed his eyes, felt cruel, and said in a deep voice, "General Song was ambushed and was killed before he even left the outskirts of Beijing... No one survived."

There was a crisp sound at the door. Shen Ji's eyes were sharp and he asked loudly, "Who is at the door!"

The man who followed Shen Jilai ran over quickly, raised his hand and opened the door, and Song Huixin's pale little face fell into the eyes of several people.

"Hui Xin..." Xie Li's face suddenly changed, and his eyes fell on her skirt. The porcelain bowl originally containing black-bone chicken soup hit the ground and broke into multiple pieces, staining the hem of her skirt.

When Shen Ji saw Song Huixin, his expression was a bit unnatural. He turned his head sideways and couldn't bear to look at her anymore.

"Xie Li." Song Huixin's eyes were full of confusion, and he tried his best to suppress the trembling of his body, "Who is the General Song you are talking about...?"

Xie Li's eyes averted and he remained silent.

"I'm asking you something, why don't you say anything?" Song Huixin raised his feet, stepped on the debris and walked into the study. His eyes wandered over the three of them, and his voice became a bit sharper, "Who were you talking about just now? !" Xie Li lowered his head slightly, his usually straight back slightly bent, and said solemnly, "Dayan... there is no second General Song."

As soon as the words fell to the ground, Song Huixin was a little unsteady, and big tears fell silently and hit the ground.

"Miss Song, please punish your subordinates!" The man held the sandalwood box, bent his knees, and knelt in front of her. "It's all my fault that my subordinates failed to rescue General Song and the Iron Armored Army!"

Chill surged from his feet to the top of his head. Song Huixin just stared at him without making any move.

This man looked unfamiliar, he was not from the Song family.

Since it was a spontaneous rescue, she had no reason to blame him.

"Miss Song..." the man cried out in pain, raised the box in his hand high, and said in a loud voice, "My subordinate has brought back General Song's head. You..."

Song Huixin lowered his head numbly and asked softly, "Why only the head?"

The man couldn't control his emotions, cried heartbreakingly, and shouted, "When my subordinates arrived, they only saw corpses everywhere. General Song's body was separated from his head, and the young general's head was trampled by horse hooves and was beyond recognition..."

When Song Huixin heard this, he pushed open the lid of the wooden box with trembling hands.

"Huixin!"

Xie Li tried to stop it, but it was too late.

The man who had loved him for more than ten years had his head disfigured, and the incision on his neck was particularly shocking. The blood in the box had long solidified and exuded a fishy stench.

A burst of rage struck his heart, and Song Huixin wanted to breathe a sigh of relief, but instead he spat out a large mouthful of blood, and his body gave out its strength and slid downwards.

"Hui Xin!" Xie Li exclaimed, rushing to her side and supporting her sliding body.

Song Huixin knelt on the ground in a state of utter embarrassment. The forbearance he had just endured exploded at this moment, and he cried hysterically, as if just like this, he could see the return of the man who regarded his daughter as a peerless treasure.

"Dad!" Song Huixin struggled to grab the box, and big tears fell on Song Fei's already bruised face. "You have never failed, haven't you? You haven't seen your grandson yet... You haven't bought me a hairpin yet... "

"Why... Xie Li, why is this!"

Song Huixin never expected that after the hasty farewell a few days ago, they would never see each other again.

"Huixin, give me some time, I will definitely be able to avenge my father-in-law!" Xie Li hugged her, controlled her body with force, endured the pain in his heart, and comforted her in a low voice.

Song Huixin collapsed in his arms, tears filling her eyes, making her unable to see the person in front of her.

"Beijing suburbs..." Song Huixin sat up straight suddenly, his eyes sharp, "Master Shen, did you just say that my father died in the suburbs of Beijing?"

Shen Ji turned around, his eyes fell on the two people embracing each other, trying his best to suppress the emotions in his eyes, and nodded gently.

"Then he's not from the northwest..." Song Huixin grabbed Xie Li's sleeves, looking crazy, "Xie Li, my father died in a strange way!"

"I beg you...please go check it out..." Song Huixin stroked her heart. Under the great pain, she was a little reluctant to speak, "I will cut them into pieces!"

Xie Li's eyes were sharp, he hugged her shoulders tightly and said solemnly, "I know that I will never let my father-in-law die in vain!"

Shen Ji clutched the cloth bag in his hand, with a flash of hesitation in his eyes, and said calmly, "Maybe... I know who is the murderer behind the scenes." (End of Chapter)