Zhong Ningyun knelt in front of Zhong Rong tremblingly, raised her hand to take over the broken sword that Song Huaijin threw down, and her body softened, for fear that the broken sword would cut off her neck.

He knelt down in fear: "I'm sorry, Dad, it's me that was wrong, I'm sorry... I'm sorry!"

Zhong Ningyun cried heartbrokenly, not knowing whether she really regretted or feared death.

Zhong Rong looked down at him, his face turned red and his lips were blue and purple. He reached out to hold Zhong Ningyun's shoulder and stood up, pulling his hoarse voice:

"Send me back home, you can admit your mistake with the Regent here. Cough cough cough..."

"Dad, don't, I..." Zhong Ningyun immediately stood up with Zhong Rong: "Don't leave me to Song Huaijin, Dad!"

However, the shouting was useless. Seeing his father leaving, Zhong Ningyun suddenly felt like the sky was falling and the earth was sinking.

He looked at the carriage traveling far away with a dead face, swallowed before looking back at the bright and smiling Song Huaijin.

When he saw her, he was subconsciously startled. He tried hard to swallow his saliva and forced himself to stare at Song Huaijin. Suddenly, he thought strangely: This woman is quite pretty.

It's a pity that it's too fierce, otherwise it would be more pity than Song Huaiyu.

"General Zhong, why are you looking at me like this?" Song Huaijin spoke first, and his tone gradually eased: "Don't be afraid, I can't do anything to you. If you don't like me, you can hit me a few times to vent your anger for Song Huaiyu."

Zhong Ningyun shook her head fiercely and stared at Song Huaijin.

"If you are not angry, why would Huaijin invite you to have a meal to apologize? "

"No, no, no, Your Highness Regent, just tell me if you have anything to do. I... I must know everything, say everything, it's true!"

"Okay, there's really a problem." Song Huaijin smiled and approached him: "I heard that you have a good relationship with General Lin Shao. I'm a new official and I'm interested in getting to know each other. Can you help me introduce me?"

"No problem, no problem!" Zhong Ningyun nodded immediately, for fear that Song Huaijin would not be able to see clearly if nodded slowly.

"Then...thank General Zhong, I will invite General Zhong to come and have dinner together." Song Huaijin said, and walked forward two steps, approached Zhong Ningyun and smiled slightly, opened her red lips, accompanied by the fragrance of the woman:

"General Zhong, see you later."

"Okay." Zhong Ningyun's heart was pounding, and she felt that the heart was about to jump out. After walking in, she saw that Song Huaijin was small and thin. She should be very light when she picked her up, right?

He unconsciously touched the shoulder that Song Huaijin had just touched, which was still left with the warmth of a woman on it. Is it also considered a relationship with the Prime Minister's Mansion?

The more he thought about it, the happier he became. Then why did he chase Song Huaiyu? If he wanted to make a name for himself in the science and technology exam, wouldn't it be better to chase Song Huaijin?

This must be done for her!

Zhong Ningyun clenched her fists tightly and made up her mind secretly.

It was already late at night when he packed everything and was about to go back. Song Huaijin stretched and looked down at the tender buds gradually sprouted from the willow branches outside the door. He suddenly became full of yearning for the fresh life.

If the capital was not such a mess, if it was in the previous prosperous era, such a new life would be very pleasant.

"Huaijin, what are you thinking?" Song Xun stood in front of the willow tree at some point, reached out to take away the willow branch, blocking Song Huaijin's view.

Song Huaijin was slightly stunned, raised her eyes and looked at Song Xun with some confusion: "I'm thinking about how to apologize to the prime minister."

Prime Minister?

Song Xun was slightly stunned. Song Huaijin had never called him that before. Is he unfamiliar with him for many years, or has he really changed his temper?

"What do you have to apologize to me?" Song Xun walked into the house with his hands behind his back, sat at the table and poured himself a cup of tea: "Let's talk."

"Song Huaiyu is your daughter after all, and what I did today is indeed a bit too much." Song Huaijin walked to Song Xun and sat down, his voice gradually lowered, and he looked down at his hands that were constantly crossing: "But..."

"But do you think she deserves the crime?" Song Xun interrupted her and continued, "Didn't you hate her since he sent me to jail? This is also a small punishment and great commandment."

"Send... to send you to prison?" Song Huaijin's memory was a little confused. She frowned and looked at the table with only half a bad tea cup, thinking about what had happened before.

Six years ago, Song Huaiyu seemed to have really sent Song Xun to prison. She remembered that she was very anxious at the time and there was someone with her all the time...

Who is it?

Think about it carefully, as long as that person is involved, your memory will be inexplicably confused. It seems that the road suddenly broke, you don’t know what is missing, but that memory is always short of things.

As her memories became deeper and deeper, her head began to hurt violently, as if thousands of steel needles had been pierced, causing her to "brush" her whole body and her veins swelled up.

Song Xun looked at her in fear, and saw a worm-shaped mark appearing to vaguely bulge on her neck. The mark is getting higher and higher, and it even tends to bite the throat and rush out.

"Huaijin...Huaijin..." Song Xun immediately patted Song Huaijin on the shoulder: "If you can't remember, don't think about it. It's not a big deal. I shouldn't mention it to you."

Hearing Song Xun's voice, Song Huaijin finally realized. She suddenly raised her head, her eyes suddenly returned to clear. She took several breaths before she could barely calm down.

She looked at Song Xun in a daze, rubbed her still swollen temple, and said, "Zhao Ye, have I forgotten something? I remember that I didn't call you that before..."

"No, maybe you remembered it wrong." Song Xun's face was quiet, but his heart couldn't help but raise it to his throat. Song Huaijin's body was poisonous. He thought about it and knew that it was Song Huaiyu's subordinate.

According to his years of experience following Song Huaiyu, the poison was obviously not successful enough, and if he was not careful, it might endanger his life.

Didn’t Song Huaiyu care about Song Huaijin the most? Why would he be willing to torture her like this?

Song Xun was about to find out what Song Huaijin had eaten a few days ago and did what he did, but a sound suddenly sounded outside, which made him take back all the conceptual drafts.

"Sister, why haven't you come back yet? I've been waiting for you for a day." Song Huaiyu's voice sounded from outside the garden. Then, a young man in a water-blue dress ran over happily, holding a small paper bag in his hand.

He ran to the house, sweating profusely, and then immediately kept his usual smile and raised the small paper bag in his hand: "Sister, when I first came, I passed by Zhuifenglou, where I was selling rose crisps that had just been out of the pot. I will bring them back to you. Do you want to try it?

Oh, by the way, this is for the Prime Minister.”

Song Huaiyu said and turned to look at Song Xun. The sharp eyes almost scared Song Xun to death. He laughed dryly, and took the bag of rose crisps with his teeth: "Thank you."

"Okay, sister, the prime minister's birthday party is over, it's time for us to go back." Song Huaiyu turned his head and fell on Song Huaijin's arm warmly and left with Song Huaijin.

It was not until the two of them walked away that Song Xun's stiff body dared to relax slightly.
Chapter completed!