This game has been played for a long time.

The old man is contrary to his usual chess style, and every move is a trap. If Song Yin is not careful, he will lose.

Song Wanyue sat on the side and watched seriously.

My great-grandfather seemed to be playing chess with Song Yin, but in fact he taught them to deal with it this way after returning to Beijing.

Song Yin also made careful steps. He would think about it for a long time every time he fell a chess piece. He would take ten steps or even twenty steps, and then make a decision.

The old man seemed to be calm, but his eyes were full of praise and at the same time he was relieved. With such meticulous thoughts, even if he encountered unexpected situations, he could solve them properly.

It was dark, and Xu Liang came in and lighted the lights. The old man left his last son and didn't drink water for two hours. His voice was a little hoarse, "You must not be too hasty after entering Beijing. It doesn't matter if you have me here. With you, your family will not have any trouble."

Song Wanyue got up and poured the tea. The old man took it and drank it dry in one sip.

Looking at the two, one was his favorite great-granddaughter, and the other was the beloved son of the king who was loved by others back then. They should have been unable to fight with them, but God was brought together.

The topic changed, "Are you sixteen this year?"

"yes."

"Yue'er Thirteen, you are three years younger than you. If things come true, you will restore your identity..."

"Don't worry, my great-grandfather, I only have Yue'er in my life."

This is what the old man wants.

Now the storm is surging, and no one knows what the outcome will be. If they lose, they will all be on the guillotine and everyone will go to the underworld together. If they win, Song Yin will restore his identity and become a royal family, and he may also take that position. Yue'er is just a country girl, and the family is not in a good position. At that time, Song Yin is under pressure to marry someone else and give Yue'er a concubine, and neither he nor Yue'er will accept it.

"Remember your words today. If you dare to disobey them in the future, I will tell the people of the world what you say today."

...

It was late at night and there was silence in the Weiyuan Escort Agency.

Qi Yuan sat upright in the backyard room, waiting for Qi Ying to come.

As long as Song Wanyue and Song Yin left, the remaining Song family members were not afraid. He would take them all to his father and elder brother's grave and pay tribute to them with the blood of the Song family.

Two figures leaped into the escort agency and quietly arrived at the backyard.

Song Yin kicked up a stone, and the stone slammed on the door with a bang.

Qi Yuan in the room was startled and grabbed the sharp sword on the table, "Who?"

No one answered.

Qi Yuan grabbed the sword, blew out the lamp, walked slowly to the door, and looked out through the crack of the door.

Under the moonlight, a man and a woman stand in the yard. The woman is young, but she has a charming appearance. The man...

Qi Yuan suddenly opened the door and looked at Song Yin's extremely familiar face. Since childhood, his mother has painted a portrait for them to see. He can recognize this face even if it turns into ashes.

"Chu Yunxiao, it's you!"

Song Yin held Song Wanyue with one hand, his voice faintly, "Since I escaped back then, I should have found a hole like a mouse to hide it and survive."

"Stop talking nonsense!"

Qi Yuan rose into the air, and the long sword in his hand headed towards Song Yin with a murderous intent like a sea of ​​murderous intent.

Song Yin let go of Song Wanyue's hand, and a short sword was added to his hand. The moment the sword arrived in front of him, he suddenly disappeared.

Qi Yuan was shocked. Before he could completely stop the attack, his neck felt cold. He instantly widened his eyes and turned around with difficulty. Before he could see Song Yin, the man fell forward and fell heavily on the ground. Blood flowed out of his neck and soon dyed the ground red.

Song Yin didn't even look at it, and held Song Wanyue's hand again, "Let's go."

At the same time, Qi Ying also clicked Song Sanxiao's sleeping hole and came to the escort agency.

Song Wanyue and Song Yin were not taken to the capital, and she felt very uneasy. The two old guys from the Song family didn't get it either. She had to discuss with her second brother what to do next.

She jumped onto the wall, jumped down and went straight to the backyard. As soon as she walked into the yard where Qi Yuan lived, she smelled a faint smell of blood. She felt nervous and didn't care about anything. She sang, "Second Brother."

No one answered, and the tranquility of death in the house.

Qi Ying couldn't help but grab his clothes and slowly stepped forward step by step. As soon as he walked a few steps, he saw a person lying on the ground, and the blood had dyed the ground under him red.

The moonlight was very light, but Qi Ying still saw clearly the clothes of the person who was lying on her. It was what her second brother had been wearing. She didn't dare to go forward, for fear that she would be her second brother, for fear that she would lose her only relative.

The cold wind blew, and the dead grass in the yard rustled. Qi Ying seemed to fall into an ice cellar, and her whole body was cold. She moved her feet hard and walked to the corpse, shaking hands and turning the person over. Qi Yuan widened his eyes and died with his eyes open.

Qi Ying collapsed on the ground, and the blood instantly dyed her dress red.

She wanted to cry, yell, yell, and go crazy.

It shouldn't be like this... it should be Chu Yunxiao! It should be Song Wanyue! It is Song Sanxiao! It is the group of people in the Song family! It shouldn't be her second brother.

"ah……"

...

Song Sanxiao suddenly woke up, and what caught his eyes were the faces of Song Wanyue and Song Yin. He was so scared that he sat up, "You, you..."

Before he finished speaking, he found that he was empty beside him. He turned his head and saw that Qi Ying was not seen. He looked aside, "Yue'er..."

"We didn't touch her. She lit your sleeping hole and went to the escort agency to find her second brother."

Song Sanxiao thought he had heard the fantasy, and the Qi family had been dead for many years, how could Yingzi go to the escort agency to find her second brother?

"Yue'er, what are you talking about? Uncle San doesn't understand."

Song Yin hooked a stool and asked Song Wanyue to sit down, and he stood beside her.

Song Wanyue looked at Song Sanxiao and said in a low tone, "Uncle San doesn't know that the people in the escort agency were not killed by their enemies, but were killed when they went to kill the Gu family."

Song Sanxiao suspected that he had heard it wrong, and the people from the escort agency went to kill the Gu family. Why?

"Because Gu Yi is not the son of Mr. Gu, he is Chu Yunxiao, the son of the King of Rescue. Before the emperor succeeded to the throne, Qi Ying's grandfather family assisted the prince in seizing the throne. The prince was suppressed by the illness and put all the grandfathers of Qi Ying in prison. Qi Ying's mother and aunt went to visit relatives to escape, and they settled the account on the prince. Later, Rescue was killed, so they kept looking for Chu Yunxiao and killed him and let the prince die."

Song Sanxiao opened his mouth, and he could understand every word Yue'er said. Why didn't he understand when he was together? What is the king's support, Chu Yunxiao, and what is the throne?

"Yue'er, these are OK, no, you can't talk nonsense. This is the one who wants to be beheaded."
Chapter completed!