World Hopping: Avenge Our Love

The seventh prince was suddenly shivering, turning his head tremblingly, and then almost scared to pee.

It was no one else, but Song Yucheng. I don’t know if it’s because I have been in the military camp in the border town recently. Song Yucheng’s cold killing intention is much heavier than when he was married.

And most of the time, it is because the sharp long knife in his hand, although not contaminated with half a drop of blood, is still terrifying to the extreme, as if the other person's head will fall to the ground in the next second.

"Yu Qinian, you, you, don't come here! This is Shangjing. Wu Wenshan lost it and has nothing to do with me."

"No?" Song Yucheng raised his lips and smiled meaningfully. He then placed the long knife on the table next to it, and then approached the Seventh Prince, as if joking with him, he wanted to reach out and pat his shoulder. But then, he turned the direction of his hand and pinched the neck of the Seventh Prince fiercely.

"Old Seven, would you please say that to me just now?" Song Yucheng's somber voice sounded in the ears of the seventh prince: "You're not afraid of treating me as a fool. My daughter-in-law is going on The ancestral temple prays for blessings, even my dark guards can't enter. As for the loss of people, it was only half an hour ago. I'm afraid that I don't even know that my wife and daughter have been lost in the palace. How did the prince outside the palace know?"

Song Yucheng said, the tighter the hand. At the end, the seven princes were strangled to death almost alive.

"Let go! Let it go! King Rong Jun is crazy! Let go of my Highness!" The seven princes' attendants and guards were all scared.

No one knows that the Seventh Prince is the most favored prince in front of the emperor. If Song Yucheng killed him by surprise, he might still be alive, but these men will definitely be buried with the seven princes.

So all shouted, trying to pull Song Yucheng's hand away from the neck of the Seventh Prince.

However, the five hundred Yu Jiajun brought by Song Yucheng was not kidding. With his hands up and down, all those who dare to step forward will be stunned by the back of the knife and fall to the ground.

This time, the entire Seventh Prince's Mansion was in chaos. As for the Seventh Prince, there is almost no breath.

When the emperor rushed to the palace to hear the news, what he saw was the scene in front of which Song Yucheng could not help strangling the seven princes.

"Yu Qinian! How brave you are! Don't let go of your seventh brother!" His son's life is in Song Yucheng's hands, and now Song Yucheng is clearly mad because of Wu Wenshan's loss, and the emperor is not Dare to stimulate him too much, lest he take the chance to kill the Seventh Prince.

However, next, Song Yucheng's eyes looked back at him when he heard the sound, but it made the emperor feel like he was hurt by a needle in his heart.

"Uncle, Qinian's daughter-in-law is lost." The mute voice with a little cry, red eyes, sadness in his eyes, almost materialized.

The Dark Guard, who came with the emperor, saw Song Yucheng distracted, hurried forward to catch Song Yucheng, rescued the seven princes, and sent them to the outside doctor for treatment.

"Your Majesty, our county prince is exhausted, so we rushed over regardless. You see, for the sake of the lord prince just coming off the battlefield, forgive him." Song Yucheng's herald and Song Yucheng have cooperated for a long time. I don't know what attention he was holding in his heart. The joy of seeing Song Yucheng's performance naturally coincides with tacit understanding.

The other Yu Jiajun also reacted immediately, especially with a shameless performance.

Oops, acting or something, it's always fun to have everyone come together.

That's it, more than 500 of them all kneel down in a room and a courtyard. As for Song Yucheng, he was crushed by those dark guards. Although the red eyes did not shed tears, his trembling spine due to extreme humiliation and sadness refused to bend down, as if this was his last dignity. .

Even the two dark guards couldn't bear to let go.

They feel that the current Rongjun King is really too thin. Fortunately, it is a military commander, and this thin wrist can be held in one hand. Compared with when I first left Beijing, I don't know how much to cut. It can be seen how hard Rongcheng is and how tight the battle at sea is.

However, what they can see, the emperor naturally can also see. He was originally guilty of Song Yucheng's letter because of the Prince's letter. As a result, when he saw himself again, he felt that Kaner couldn't bear it anymore.

"Everyone gets up, I won't blame him." The soldiers of Yu Jiajun got up first, and the emperor walked in front of Song Yucheng in person, and gently touched his head. "Your child is overdone, so come back easily, don't say anything. Advanced Palace and I said?"

This emperor's sentence can be said to directly turn over the matter of Song Yucheng almost strangling the seven princes. This time, almost the whole house was stunned. Because the emperor did not take the initiative of eccentric the seven princes, which is rare in a century.

However, Song Yucheng just shook his head, then knelt down and gave the emperor a head: "Pray for your majesty."

"I don't even call my uncle, is this complaining to me? Complaining that uncle didn't show you a good wife?"

"No..." Song Yucheng opened his mouth, as if he wanted to say something, but also like he could not speak. Finally, he simply stood up and took out a piece of rice paper from the table case beside the Seventh Prince's house. Then he drew a dagger from his arms.

"Quickly stop him!" The emperor quickly ordered people to stop when he thought that Song Yucheng was going to do something stupid. However, the result is not.

Song Yucheng did not mean to kill himself halfway, but silently scratched his finger with a dagger. Then, with the blood at the fingertips, he wrote the words Hugh on the paper.

"Yu Qinian has a wife, Wu Wenshan. Because he has been fighting abroad for many years, he has no life or death. I would like to set up this book and let him remarry. May my wife reunite, recombine the cicadas, beautifully sweep the eyebrows, and show a beautiful look Select the leader of the senior officials. Resolve the complaints and release the knots, and don’t hate each other. The two are wide, and each student is happy.

Covenant: Yu Qinian

After he finished writing, he changed his hands, offered Hugh to the emperor, and knelt down again without saying a word.

The emperor took a look and almost did not let the tears fall. He looked at Song Yucheng's indifferent face and was speechless for a long while with a dumb throat.

This is definitely the most beautiful word written by Song Yucheng. I don't know how many times it looks better than the usual discounts he gave to him. In particular, the five words my wife and Wu Wenshan are extremely affectionate. You don’t need to think about how many times you have practiced in private.

That Wu Wenshan is known as a talented man, Song Yucheng practiced, mostly want to have the opportunity to please him. However, I never expected that it was eventually written in the book of Hugh.

The emperor hardly dared to think about what kind of mood Song Yucheng used to write these words.

His nephew, the son of the princess, clearly knew that he should be spoiled and grown up, but he still does not know how much hardship he has eaten, nor how many battles he has fought.

As for the battle that year, the life and death are not guaranteed, but the emperor's heart hurts. How old was this child, he was ready to die for the country at any time. But what did he do as an emperor?

Weijun, he did not help his courtiers to take care of his family. As an elder, he personally raised Song Yucheng, and developed it into a picture that only understands warfare and does not understand other dudes.

"Pray for the year, your uncle is sorry for you." The emperor took Song Yucheng's hand and his eyes turned red. But Song Yucheng's next sentence made him feel ashamed of Song Yucheng more and more deeply, even with the guilt of the Prince.

Song Yucheng said: "It's not that you're sorry for me, but that you want to be worthy of the people of the world. It's praying for new years."

The emperor couldn't say a word anymore, reached out and pulled Song Yucheng up and hugged him in his arms.

"Pray for New Year, you can rest assured that your uncle must give you an explanation. You like Wu Wenshan, and uncle will help you get him back." In this way of connivance, the emperor did not know how many times he said to Song Yucheng, but this time it was sincere of.

However, it was rejected by Song Yucheng, "No need, why is it that your elder husband has no wife. If you are gone, if your uncle is not tired, I will go back to the palace with you. If you didn’t call me, I would have to come back once. The trouble over there is not small. This time when I went to sea, Qinian also drew a new chart. I am afraid that others will not be able to say clearly, so I have to tell you in person."

"Well, listen to you." It is clear that he is uncomfortable like this, but he still wants to calm down the Japanese pirates. Such Song Yucheng is afraid that he will not say anything. The emperor will agree. Quickly ordered people to drive back to the palace.

As for the seven princes who were nearly strangled by Song Yucheng before, they were only ordered by Taitai Doctor. I didn't ask if it was unnecessary.

He really liked the Seventh Prince, but this time, he was really angry with him. Song Yucheng is defending the border city for the country and is fighting for his life, but the seven princes he usually admires, but he stole Song Yucheng's people!

It's hard to reach the extreme in four or six!

The more he thought, the more angry he felt. After the emperor decided to wait for the matter to end, he must have a good trial of the seven princes. Regardless of his placement in the ancestral temple, he first asked why Wu Wenshan was missing, but all the clues were directed. He is just fine!

The Seventh Prince's Mansion was not far from the palace, so after a while, Song Yucheng and the emperor returned to the palace. Entering the upper study room, Song Yucheng did not have much nonsense and explanation. He first took out a new chart and placed it in front of the emperor. He detailed his experience of going to sea this time, including the situation of the Japanese pirates he had learned. The steady appearance is as if he was in the Seventh Prince's Mansion before.

But the emperor knew that Song Yucheng's heart was definitely not so calm, even his tone of voice was trembling. Clearly still in great sorrow. But even so, he forced patience and put all his attention on the Japanese pirates, showing how faithful the child was to him.

Even if your favorite daughter-in-law is lost, she can temporarily set aside.

The emperor became so guilty that he could not speak, and he wished that the stars and the moon in the sky would be picked up in front of Song Yucheng, and he coaxed him with a happy smile.

"Adult, wouldn't you be ashamed to deceive an old man like this?" After watching the scene for a long time, the system finally couldn't help but confess to Song Yucheng.

Wherever in great sorrow, it is nonsense. Now Song Yucheng is clearly excited to the extreme.

As for the completely different forbearance he showed, it was not because of heartache, but because he was happy. After all, it was finally possible to take a break from Wu Wenshan's **** and to marry the prince after returning home.

However, the thickness of Song Yucheng's face was far beyond the imagination of the system. Instead of being ashamed of the system's vomiting, he also tried to discuss with the system and wait for him to return to Rongcheng. What gift would he bring to the prince?

"We have been together without any formal confession. This time we have done a good job on the subject of Shangjing, we hurried back to make up. My Yunxi deserves the best!"

Song Yucheng was more and more excited, and even planned to deal with the old emperor who loved his father's love, and he had a night candle talk with the system at night.

The system that he can feed the dog food unilaterally, but can only throw out an emoticon package [Sheng Wu Ke], and crazy to remember Song Yucheng, who originally had only a task in his heart, although this task is a branch task .

However, Song Yucheng, who was blocked by the system, did not feel depressed, but instead had a gentler look in his eyes.

My own minor system, which is a little dull and cares about his minors, finally recovered his usual joy.

Although Song Yucheng didn't know and never asked why it had arrived in this world, he often became worried, but this did not prevent Song Yucheng from worrying about it.

In Song Yucheng's mind, even a partner like him and the prince can keep this little secret. As long as this reservation is in good faith, it is a little more mysterious and harmless.

This is the most common respect in getting along.

Thinking so, he focused his attention on the emperor. Song Yucheng understands that he can develop well in Rongcheng only if the emperor is allowed to let go of his guard against him and the prince.

According to the current development, the emperor should have no problem. The rest is to calmly break the surface of the ambitious princes in Shangjing. Counting the time, people who arrange themselves should start working.

As for Wu Wenshan, who is now unknown, Song Yucheng believes that he can't run far. However, some things also happen to be so unexpected that Song Yucheng, who is accustomed to the ultimate calculation of everything, cannot expect it.

Who can dare to think that after Wu Wenshan escaped from the ancestral temple, he ran all the way to Jicheng. That's right, after Wu Wenshan ruthlessly pitted the Seventh Prince, his first plan was to go to the prince. And there are also full plans to convince the prince to take him in.

The author has something to say:

Emperor: What to do, my nephew is uncomfortable, and I wish to give him all the moon and stars in the sky.

Song Yucheng: Don't be so polite, let me call you the old man!