Cheng Gonggong immediately lowered his head.

I suddenly recalled that night when the younger brother of the prince put the brocade into his sleeve bag after receiving the flying pigeon biography, a bad premonition arose, and he said a possibility that even he could not believe: "Prince... ...it is impossible to predict when the prophet Song Langsheng will return to the mansion..."

Unless, Song Langsheng personally told him...

Eunuch Cheng suddenly raised his head, looked at me and stammered: "Eunuch, princess...

I squatted down, grabbed Eunuch Cheng's collar, and stared at him, "The person who passed the book by flying pigeons at night is none other than Song Langsheng..."

Cheng Gonggong was stunned when he heard the words, and he was unable to refute for a while. He hurriedly said: "The prince is worried that the princess will be soft-hearted..."

"Soft-hearted? What did Song Langsheng's biography of flying pigeons say that would make the prince believe that this palace must be soft-hearted?"

Eunuch Cheng shook his head again and again, "No, no, the brocade book didn't say anything in detail, the concubine just told the prince that he was on his way back to the capital, that Xiayang Hou and Nie Guangyù were going to rebel, and someone in the capital was going to harm the princess, let him The prince must protect the princess well..." Eunuch Cheng saw that I was shocked, and said: "But, the prince thinks that this must be the concubine's plan to slow down the army, if the princess sees it, she will fall into the concubine's trap..."

I bit my lip and choked: "It's the prince who dug the trap and let me jump!"

After saying this, I stood up abruptly and was about to step out the door, but when I saw the father-in-law knocking his head on the ground, he suddenly said, "Princess, don't forget that the person who poisoned the princess was the concubine!"

Just a few words, like a thunderbolt echoing in the pavilion.

"Princess, even if the concubine takes the initiative to be honest with the prince, it will not change his status as the heir of the previous dynasty, much less the crime he once committed to the princess!" Eunuch Cheng buried his head on the ground, "If the princess is soft-hearted for a while, forgive me. He, the prince, the emperor, and Daqing will have endless troubles, princess."

There was a sound of swords coming from outside the window.

"You can't say these words... The prince taught you to say so..." I stopped, turned around, and quietly looked at Eunuch Cheng, who was lying on the ground: "Just like he It seems that he inadvertently mentioned the reason for the father's coma, but it is indeed a sentence, and the heart is the first..."

"Princess!"

I took a deep breath, "Prince is really my good brother, oh, you are also a loyal and good servant."

Most importantly, Eunuch Cheng still did not dare to stop me.

The moment I learned that the person who passed down the book was Song Langsheng, my heart was in a state of great confusion, and I wanted to jump out of the viewing pavilion to see him immediately.

I want to ask him personally, why he hurt me back then, and whether he regrets it now.

No, more than that, I wanted to be in front of him right away and let him see that I was alive.

Song Langsheng and He Pingzhao have already used force.

He Pingzhao is the youngest and most promising general in Daqing. His strength and strength are among the best in the entire imperial city and even the entire military camp. Since he has been ordered by the prince, he will never be merciful to Song Langsheng.

Although Song Langsheng was not weak in martial arts, he was seriously injured and exhausted. How could he be He Pingzhao's opponent?

I stumbled out of the viewing pavilion and ran out.

This section of the road was originally short, but I felt that it was too long, so long that I couldn’t wait for a minute.

After walking through the crowd, he heard Song Langsheng hissing in a nearly collapsed tone: "Why stop me from saving the princess!"

That ordinary long sword unexpectedly slashed He Pingzhao's sword!

The next moment, he rushed in front of He Pingzhao, his throat was about to be pierced!

"stop!"

I shouted subconsciously.

The blade stopped just as it was about to touch He Pingzhao's neck.

Seeing Song Langsheng holding the sword and not moving, He Pingzhao took a few steps back, picked up the sword again, and pointed back at him.

Everyone gasped like a ghost.

And Song Langsheng's whole person seemed to be still at this moment, motionless, frozen in place.

When he heard my voice, the expression on his face was like fear, but it was unbelievable.

Then, after hesitating for a moment, he turned his head slowly.

Then, I approached one step, two steps.

Until the face that made me dream and hate to my bones appeared in front of me.

Song Langsheng swayed, with uncontrollable shock on his face, he looked at me in a daze, "A Tang? A Tang? Is that you?"

A bitter feeling overflowed from my heart, and my eyes blurred for a while, and I whispered, "It's me."

"Are you still alive?" He took his legs and wanted to step forward but didn't dare, as if his dream would be shattered if he took one step, "Didn't you lie to me?"

I wiped my tears, looked at Song Langsheng's red eyes, and nodded vigorously, "When the explosion happened, I happened to be not in the room...I..."

Before he could finish speaking, his entire body was swept into his arms by a pair of hands, as if he had exhausted all his strength. The soaked clothes were cold and biting to the bone, but his body was like a flame that was about to burn to ashes with him. I was trembling when I heard his every word: "A Tang, A Tang, A Tang."

The rain had stopped, but the coolness kept slipping into my neck, and I was startled to realize that it was his tears.

He actually shed so many tears for me.

He actually cares about me like that.

The joy I had never experienced was mixed with severe pain, like a terrifying storm crashing into my heart, looking up at Song Langsheng's eyes, full of joy that was lost and found, I could hardly speak, it was this. At the same time, He Pingzhao roared at him: "Song Langsheng, a traitor, dare to hold the princess hostage!"

I was about to ask He Pingzhao to retreat, but I heard He Pingzhao say to me: "Princess, don't be afraid, this place is surrounded by the military commander's mansion, and the Yulin army of the Jingmen will also be firmly guarded, Song Langsheng is the cha Wings are hard to fly."

My heart skipped a beat. The Yulin army was always under my control. Did He Pingzhao mean by these words that all this was under my orders?

When Song Langsheng heard this, he let go of my arms a little, he stared at me suspiciously, and asked, "A Tang, what's the matter with them...?"

He Pingzhao interrupted: "Song Langsheng, you, a remnant of the previous dynasty, tried to collude with the traitors and rebel. If the princess hadn't known the opportunity, she would have died early today! If the princess just appeared immediately, why would you? It will throw itself into the net!"

When he finished speaking, everyone around was shocked. Song Langsheng looked at me and said, "A Tang? What does he mean..."

Only then did I finally understand the hard work of my brother, the prince.

Not to mention that it is indeed up to me to get rid of Wan Yi today, because Wan Yi is Song Langsheng.

As long as Song Langsheng thought about it, he thought that I was wearing exactly the same clothes as the "dead Princess Xiangyi" just now, and then looked at me who was safe and sound and the thousands of soldiers around with long bows, he would naturally understand what happened. what.

And I don't even have the position to defend myself: No, it's all done by the younger brother of the prince, and it has nothing to do with me.

Because even at this moment, even if my heart involuntarily wanted to get close to him, my reason could not make me believe him.

The prince asked He Pingzhao to declare Song Langsheng's identity in front of so many people, which not only blocked an opportunity for me to explain to Song Langsheng, but also cut off an opportunity for Song Langsheng to explain to me.

Because as far as the prince is concerned, no, as far as the entire Xiao family is concerned, Song Langsheng is the heir of the previous dynasty, and for this alone, it must be cut down. As for whether he was deliberately treasonous or unintentionally being used by others, what is the difference?

I looked at Song Langsheng, who was at a loss at this time, and thought of my reaction when I learned that he was the son of Prince Rui at the beginning of Yaoyuelou, so panicked and powerless.

Why panic? Why despair?

Why was Feng Li used to spy on the secret place of King Rui in the previous dynasty?

Xiao Qitang, ah Xiao Qitang, you want to destroy all the forces that the concubine might rebel against with your own power. Isn't it true that deep down in your heart, you have never really trusted the concubine?

You blame the prince for plotting against you, but he is unwilling to admit that he just did what you would have done for you.

I suppressed the blood that was about to surge into my chest, broke away from Song Langsheng's embrace, laughed at myself, and stepped back step by step, Song Langsheng reached out his hand subconsciously, but did not hold me, he saw me He stepped back in front of He Pingzhao, the confusion in his eyes dissipated little by little, and gradually regained his clarity, as if he had understood something.

"There is nothing wrong with what General He said," I said. "The son of King Rui of the previous dynasty, isn't it you who said it?"

Song Langsheng was shocked, he seemed to understand it suddenly, and looked at me in disbelief, "So, it turned out that you deliberately cheated to death, it turned out that I was just like that for you, that kind of-" He took two breaths. , "You, you are all watching..."

When I thought of how decisive he was to save me just now, I felt a pain in my heart, don't look away, Song Langsheng's tone was very light, but every word was full of bloody anger: "Is it true, look at me like that for you, Are you still wondering if it's real or fake?"

"Really?" I asked back, "Song Langsheng, as long as you have a trace of sincerity towards me, how could you have fed me into Wanghunsan two years ago?!"

Song Langsheng trembled, "You, do you remember?"

I nodded and looked him in the eye again, "Yes, I remembered, I remembered everything! I remembered what you said to Feng Li, 'she will still fall in love with me', so confident, so cloudy Light breeze!"

The clouds on the horizon rolled, with ink color, smudged on his face.

Song Langsheng didn't avoid my eyes, looked back at me with indistinguishable joy and sorrow, and asked, "Have you read the letter I asked Uncle Liu to give you before I left last month?"

"The letter contained only a few figures, and it didn't say anything at all..."

"That letter says 'I hope you can believe me as always no matter what you remember'!" Song Langsheng interrupted me with a trembling voice, "I told you to believe me, I hope you believe me everything and wait for me to come back! You don't need to do anything at all, just wait until I get back and everything will be fine!"

I remembered that night, the unbearable night when I cried holding his letter after learning that I had been poisoned with mortal poison, I couldn't help but pointed my finger at him, "Wait for you to come back? I lost my memory for two whole days. In the past two years, I have experienced so much, and climbed out of the gate of hell so many times, but the result!" I pointed to myself again, "As a result, every time you are in crisis, where are you? You disappear without knowing where to go. No trace! How can you make me believe in you? How can you tell me to believe in you!"

"Since you don't believe me and you still want to kill me, what else can I say?" Song Langsheng opened his arms and closed his eyes, "Go ahead."

I know Song Langsheng is getting angry. He is like this every time he gets angry. He doesn't explain or justify, but instead makes my angry head smoke.

To my surprise, He Pingzhao was angrier than me. He is probably talented and imposing just now and Song Langsheng has worked hard for a long time, but he still doesn't see it. He has already held a grudge, and I don't need to say more. pregnancy.

I subconsciously wanted to pounce on my body to block it, but in an instant, the cold light flashed, the knife rose and fell, and a rain of blood was sprayed out!

However, the person who bleeds was not Song Langsheng.

Not me either.

Just at the moment when the lightning flash was struck, someone stepped forward and took the knife for Song Langsheng with his back!