The city has been in turmoil recently.
Song Linluo sat up straight and looked at Jun Wuyang. She smiled calmly and said, "Did I scare you?"
Jun Wuyang did not reply, but just looked at Song Linluo indifferently, as if he wanted to see through her. Time seemed to freeze for a moment.
Song Linluo lowered his head slightly like a child who had made a mistake and was being taught a lesson.
Jun Wuyang said: "No, I just feel that you have changed."
Only after hearing this did Song Linluo raise her head and look at Jun Wuyang. She held her chin with both hands, narrowed her eyes and smiled at Jun Wuyang, saying, "So, does Fuan like me before or now?"
Jun Wuyang said: "As long as it's you, I like it."
Song Linluo was stunned for a moment, not knowing how to answer, so he changed the subject and said, "Fuan, what do you want to talk to me about today?"
Jun Wuyang took the jade cup on the table, stroking it with his fingers, and said, "It's been three years since we last met. I just wanted to come and see you..."
Song Linluo looked at Jun Wuyang's evasive gaze and asked, "Did you come to see me today just to see me?"
Jun Wuyang hummed, then continued, "Luo'er, things are not peaceful in Jinri City. I haven't had the chance to see my father yet, so I can't accompany you."
Song Linluo said: "Okay."
Song Linluo could understand Jun Wuyang. After all, it was normal for a person with great responsibilities to have more things to do.
She just didn't know why she always felt something was wrong, but she couldn't put her finger on it for a moment.
Jun Wuyang stood up and said, "I'm going back to the palace now. I'll come back here to see you someday."
Song Linluo nodded obediently and said, "Then I'll wait for you."
Jun Wuyang looked at Song Linluo reluctantly, turned around and left without saying a word.
Song Linluo picked up the teapot on the table, poured himself a glass of water and drank it.
Song Linluo stared at the water cup, stunned for a moment, and murmured, "I remember I poured water into the pot, how did it become wine?"
Song Linluo turned the cup in his hand upside down, poured it out, and found that there was not a drop of water left, so he put down the quilt.
Xiao Yuchen pushed the door open and walked in. He grabbed Song Linluo's wrist and frowned slightly as he asked, "Have you been drinking?"
Song Linluo stared at Xiao Yuchen blankly, and after a while she reached out to pinch Xiao Yuchen's face.
Xiao Yuchen grabbed Song Linluo's slender waist with both hands, preventing her from getting closer, and said in a cold tone: "You are drunk."
After saying that, Song Linluo let go of her hand. She curled her lips in dissatisfaction and said, "Xiao Yuchen, you were like this in your previous life, why are you still like this in this life?"
She looked up at Xiao Yuchen, tears on her long eyelashes, and said in a wronged tone: "Do I owe you anything? For you to treat me like that!"
Song Linluo turned around and was about to move forward when Xiao Yuchen hugged him from behind.
She fell into Xiao Yuchen's chest. Xiao Yuchen's eyes trembled slightly, and he said sincerely: "I owe you... I'm sorry, Luo'er... I was wrong..."
Song Linluo struggled and said, "Let me go...let me go."
Her speech was always weak when she was drunk.
Xiao Yuchen held Song Linluo tightly in his arms and refused to let go, as if Song Linluo would disappear completely as soon as he let go.
Song Linluo felt aggrieved. For some reason, the scene of the fire kept appearing in her mind. Tears fell unconsciously and dripped onto Xiao Yuchen's hands.
Xiao Yuchen's hand seemed to be burned by fire, and he quickly withdrew it. He turned Song Linluo in front of him, wiped her tears, and comforted her: "Don't cry, Luo'er, I was wrong..."
Song Linluo hugged Xiao Yuchen, as if she had found a shelter. Only then did she dare to cry out loud: "Xiao Yuchen, do you know how I endured the five years of being married to you! I am really in so much pain. I can't forget the pain of being burned by fire all the time... I dare not marry you anymore."
Xiao Yuchen didn't know what to do for a moment. He opened his mouth but didn't know what to say, so he had to let Song Lin fall into his arms and cry.
Song Linluo told almost all the grievances he had suffered in his previous life before he calmed down and fell into a drowsy sleep.
Xiao Yuchen stayed by Song Linluo's bedside until it was completely dark, then he got up and left.
midnight.
The cold wind blew in from outside the window and woke Song Linluo up.
She opened her eyes, sat up from the bed, held her forehead with her hands and was stunned for a while before looking up to look out the window.
It was dark outside.
For some reason, Song Linluo still felt a little dizzy. She lay down and wanted to sleep for a while, but she couldn't fall asleep no matter how much she tossed and turned.
In the silent night, there was a "bang" sound, which was the sound of a vase breaking.
There's someone else in the room!? Who could it be?
Song Linluo took out the dagger from under the pillow, quickly lay down on the bed, and pretended to be asleep.
The footsteps were getting closer and closer to Song Linluo, and cold sweat broke out on her palms.
When she felt that the assassin was not far away, she sat up at an extremely fast speed and stabbed the assassin with the dagger.
The dagger pierced the assassin's chest. Song Linluo said coldly, "Who sent you?"
The assassin wanted to raise the knife in his hand, but Song Linluo kicked the assassin's hand holding the knife.
The knife fell to the ground, and the sound echoed throughout the room.
Song Linluo swung the dagger in her hand against the assassin's chest. A cold light flashed in her eyes as she spoke word by word, "Tell me, who sent you?"
The assassin groaned in pain and said, "It's the You family..."
Song Linluo continued to spin the dagger and asked, "Who am I asking about?"
There is a poison carefully prepared by Song Linluo on the handle of the knife. Anyone who gets it on flesh and blood will suffer the pain of being eaten by thousands of ants.
Only Song Linluo can cure this poison, no one else can.
The assassin endured the intense pain from the blade, cold sweat dripping from his forehead as he said, "It's the Second Young Master..."
A cold smile flashed across Song Linluo's lips.
The assassin's neck was cut by the dagger. He covered his neck with his hands and slew the blood, then fell to the ground and died in pain.
Song Linluo showed no mercy, the You family——
Since you want to harm her? You have to pay a price.
Tomorrow is just a small gift.
Siqiu pushed the door open and walked over. Seeing the body on the ground, he knelt on one knee and said, "Miss, I am late. Please forgive me."
Song Linluo took out a handkerchief and wiped the dagger clean, saying, "It's okay. Just deal with his body and don't let anyone know that I killed him."
Siqiu said, "Yes."
The assassin's death was horrific and anyone who knew the matter would know that he died in extreme pain.
Song Linluo put away the dagger in his hand.
Si Qiu carried the body out and wiped the blood off the ground before resting. He said, "Miss, do you know who sent the assassination today?"
Song Linluo's eyes flashed with coldness as he said, "You family, the second young master."
Si Qiu asked in confusion, "The Second Young Master of the You Family doesn't know you well, so why would he want to assassinate you?"
Song Linluo looked up at the night sky and said, "It's very simple. I just want justice for my sister."
How familiar these words were! In her previous life, when Song Linluo was forced to the edge of a cliff, You Qianjue looked down upon her and said, "It's simple. I just want justice for my sister."
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