Song Chenyi went back to his room and sat down on the ground. Zuo Xiran's words were still in his mind like echoes.

Until now, he realized that in the past two years, he had misunderstood all the time, and those he missed with Zuo Xiran were just the design of condensation. He trusted her at the beginning, and he heard a lot about her in the past two years, so he was always in the dark. Until just now, Zuo Xiran's sad eyes answered all his doubts.

What Tiki said, what Yuanlai said, including what Zuo Xiran said, is actually the same meaning. The past is no longer important, just like the wrong flower bears the wrong fruit. Even if there is no dew to obstruct, the two people will be separated, but through her, the separation is more determined.

Song Chenyi clenched his fist. On the one hand, he didn't know why Ninglu wanted to harm Zuo Xiran like this. On the other hand, he didn't know why she was so understanding and gentle when she was a child. Now she is such a sharp and mean girl.

But he can't say.

Song Chenyi thinks that there must be a bigger secret hidden in Ninglu's body. The only way to know this secret is to wait for her fox tail to come out. So now he can only pretend to be a fool. Only when she has no heart to guard against, he can force out the secret she has been hiding.

At the same time, he didn't want to hurt Wei Xiangxi's heart.

Think about it, the two mutual feelings or their own match, now look really ironic, song Chenyi put down his fist, repeatedly warned himself, to be patient.

At this time, suddenly someone knocked on the door. It was not others who came in, it was Ninglu.

Song Chenyi's face changed, but he asked as if nothing had happened: "what's the matter?"

"I guess you haven't slept yet, so I brought you Anshen tea. It's hard to live in this place acclimatized. You can sleep better at night with it."

She is still the same as before, very gentle.

Song Chenyi nodded his thanks. Unexpectedly, Ninglu did not leave. Instead, she sat opposite song Chenyi and asked, "that murderer, why did he kill?"

Only then did he know that the purpose of her coming was to know the truth of the murderer.

Ning Lu hasn't heard anything these days. She is very worried. Although she doesn't know what happened, her intuition tells her that it must have something to do with the duzun hall, and the killer who was arrested is still her direct subordinate.

None of this is simple.

Song Chenyi put down his tea cup and decided to tell her the truth, or a little truth.

"That man is dead. He said that he was ordered by others. No matter how I asked, I would not say a word."

Song Chenyi said frankly, and Ninglu immediately asked anxiously, "yes? On whose orders? "

"He's your direct subordinate, don't you know?"

In baiyutang, although song Chenyi is the leader of the hall, the people of baiyutang are divided into three camps: Wei Xiangxi, Ninglu and song Chenyi. The people led by song Chenyi are more capable.

Ning Lu immediately waved her hand and explained, "this has nothing to do with me! I don't know! "

Song Chenyi nodded, deliberately said: "I know, this has nothing to do with you." His smile relaxed Ning Lu's heart. Immediately, she said tentatively, "have you ever asked Zuo Xiran why she left at that time..."

Song Chenyi's expression changed. Both of them looked at each other with different thoughts. He thought about it and pretended to be very sad and said, "I want to ask, but her attitude towards me has always been hot and cold, and she doesn't tell me anything."

Song Chenyi looked at Ninglu and continued: "don't worry. I'll help you get the antidote if you have a chance."

Dew nodded, felt that things could not help but, after a few words of greetings, left.

Back in her room, she immediately realized that something was wrong. Song Chenyi's attitude to herself today is too good. She has not lost a single moth in baiyutang these days. Wei Xiangxi is not willing to take care of herself now. Why is song Chenyi still so friendly?

There is only one reason for this abnormality, that is, he has already noticed something, and now he wants to stabilize himself and find a flaw.

When she thought of this, her hatred spread again. At the beginning, she really shouldn't be soft hearted and let Zuo Xiran go. Such a disaster can't be left.

Now Zuo Xiran is surrounded by experts, and her ability is not the little girl who was slaughtered at the beginning. She certainly has no chance to win, nor can she poison her. And now Song Chenyi and Zuo Xiran have the heart to guard themselves, and the only way is to find a chance to turn song Chenyi against Zuo Xiran.

But how to do it? She thought hard and didn't think of any good way until she saw

"Zuo Xiran, wait and see tomorrow!"

She said with a sneer.

On the other side, in Nangong Ling's room, Zuo Xiran tells Nangong Ling all the things she found today. After hearing this, she looks numb and doesn't respond for a while.

"It's just a myth. Don't worry about it." Nangongling said anxiously, as if she didn't want to hear any more news about this matter. She directly changed the topic and said, "do you have any communication with song Chenyi these days?"Zuo Xiran was surprised that Nangong Ling turned the topic so fast, but she could only follow Nangong Ling's words, "nothing, just solve the case together."

"That's good. I'm afraid of you. I'm soft hearted when I remember my old love."

Nangong Ling said solemnly that she had always been very demanding of Zuo Xiran. Zuo Xiran immediately said, "aunt, don't worry, I won't have any old feelings for him. I haven't forgotten anything I want to do."

"Good, let's do it!"

Nangong Ling said, looking at Zuo Xiran.

"What hand?" She asked anxiously, a little bit did not keep up with the rhythm, Nangong Ling said coldly: "baiyutang people have been sent to your hands, you do not start, what are you waiting for, kill them here, I do not know."

Nangong Ling had such an idea. Zuo Xiran was surprised and immediately said, "aunt, it's impossible. They're here to compete with us. If we kill them secretly, it's going to spread out..."

"No one will talk about us. The world is the winner."

Nangong Ling said sternly. She turned her head and looked at Zuo Xiran

"Of course not! I just don't think it's reasonable! "

Zuo Xiran quickly explained, but Nangong Ling obviously didn't believe it. She said to herself, "Xiaofeng, are you afraid of outsiders' gossiping, or do you don't want to kill song Chenyi at all? You know it in your heart."

Zuo Xiran looks at her nervously and doesn't know how to explain.

"I tell you, I can't watch my enemy go back undamaged. Tomorrow is the third game. If you have to bear it, we will do it for you!"

"Auntie, they..."

Zuo Xiran said anxiously, but Nangong Ling held out a hand: "enough, I'm tired, I want to rest, you step back!"

She had no choice but to leave, but she was very worried. Nangong Ling hates song Chenyi and her party to the bone. She didn't do it for Zuo Xiran at her wedding last time. She has given enough respect in the past two years. Zuo Xiran didn't touch baiyutang and she didn't either. But now, baiyutang people come to her door. Nangong Ling has no reason to let them go.

Zuo Xiran knows all these reasons, and she knows the truth, but she must not let her aunt kill the people in baiyutang!

She didn't know whether she was reluctant to part with song Chenyi, but she didn't want to be involved with each other. She went back to her room with a sad face and saw titch face to face. She asked, "what are you doing? The wrinkles on your face can kill flies."

Zuo Xiran told Dicky about Nangong Ling's idea, but she was not surprised at all. Instead, she replied, "in fact, I already know."

"What? Then why didn't you tell me? "

Zuo Xiran looks at Dicky reproachfully. She explains helplessly: "I told you what's the use. You can only go to persuade sister Ling foolishly, but you know her temper. If you can't talk about it, it will make the relationship between you two worse."

"Well, Dickie, what should I do?"

She asked helplessly. Of course, Dicky knew Zuo Xiran's thoughts. She certainly couldn't bear song Chenyi's death. No matter how indifferent she looked, she patted Zuo Xiran on the shoulder and said, "don't think about it. Let's control the situation when we compete tomorrow."

Zuo Xiran nodded and went back to her room wearily. But she didn't know that all this was heard by the dew hidden in the corner. She had a way with a smile in the shadow.

At night, Nangong Ling still tossed and turned, unable to sleep.

When she thought of what nangongfeng told her about sacrifice, she got goose bumps. Nangongling thought of something that happened when she was a child.

At that time, she was still 12 years old. She was curious about everything. She went to her father's room to play. At that time, he was the elder brother of the patriarch. She looked for things casually. In the cupboard of the library, she saw a book called "Ancient Mind". The book had illustrations. She thought it was funny and read it. She just saw a fairy tale, which told the story Sacrifice.

is as like as two peas Zuo Xiran said.

However, she didn't finish reading it. After seeing the gesture, her father came back. He was very angry and beat Nangong Ling. He also asked her to keep her mouth shut and not to tell her what she saw. Nangong Ling was very young at that time. Her father, who was very gentle at ordinary times, was so fierce that she was naturally afraid, so she took care of herself My mouth, always dare not tell others.

Later, she couldn't get a book at home until she was 18 years old

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