Song Jingran and Yan Yongan's carriage stopped by a secluded pavilion. They saw that there was a small lake beside the pavilion. Due to the severe cold weather, it was frozen layer by layer.

Song Jingran walked into the pavilion; Yan Yongan also walked in.

"Tell me, what's the matter?" Yan Yongan fiddled with the folding fan in his hand, and no other expression was seen on his face.

Song Jingran said coldly, "You can check the army of 'Beiliang' and 'Xiafeng', as well as the number and conditions of the troops, as well as the conditions."

"I can't do it." Yan Yongan didn't make any consideration, and he spoke in a firm tone. This was the first time he refused a deal without making any consideration. Yan Yongan knew in his heart that this matter was comparable to climbing to the sky.

Song Jingran turned around and glanced at Yan Yongan. This was the first time he heard Yan Yongan say that he could not do something. I think there was no hope. After all, what a big deal this was, he sighed in his heart.

"Not mentioning, the number of troops is a secret of a country. Even if you find it, it may not be true. I will not put my eagle wings into danger because of this. I don't want to reveal your grand plan." Yan Yongan is considering his work in a thorough manner. No matter what aspect, he must ensure the efficiency of his work and his own interests.

"I know this is difficult, but you must help this, because, in the near future, I don't know who will be the wise ruler." Song Jingran deliberately hinted that with Yan Yongan's love for money and power, he hoped that he could take a chance.

"I will do my best to help you, but there is someone who will help you more." Yan Yongan naturally heard that Song Jingran was undoubtedly hinting at their plan to restore the country, and Yan Yongan was also a smart person. If Gao Jin won the world in the future, although he had no merits, he would have no mistakes; that would be great.

"Do you want to say Bai Nianming?" Although Song Jingran had a questioning tone, he thought it would be him.

"Bai Nianming's understanding of the two countries will definitely meet your needs." Yan Yongan also secretly checked Bai Nianming and knew some of Bai Nianming's movements.

"But Bai Nianming is cautious and meticulous. Not to mention his movements, even his scheming is unpredictable to ordinary people, let alone where his heart is!" Song Jingran should not be careless about the person who should use it at this critical moment. If a mistake is made, it would be a loss.

"Actually, it is not difficult to know his movements or intentions;" Yan Yongan thought.

"How do you say this?" Song Jingran did not understand Yan Yongan's intention. He had conceived various plans, but he never dared to make a decision.

"A person has his own selfish intentions. As long as you meet his needs and even give more benefits, smart people will not do stupid things." Yan Yongan pointed at Song Jingran in secret.

"I hope he is a smart person." Song Jingran understood Yan Yongan's meaning, and Bai Nianming was definitely not a stupid person.

"Using Bai Nianming is just the last step. In between, I will try my best to check your needs." Yan Yongan is smarter and has both sides.

"Thank you, Yong'an." No matter what Yan Yong'an had done, she was a childhood friend after all, Song Jingran felt a little relieved.

"You don't have to thank me. I have conditions, but I haven't thought about the conditions yet." Yan Yongan pretended to be on the grounds of condition because of face.

"Don't worry, your conditions are placed here." Song Jingran did not refute Yan Yongan's face, and he would be fine if he knew it.

"Goodbye." Yan Yongan bowed his hand and turned around and left; Song Jingran released the dust in his heart towards the desolate things.

It’s the annual New Year’s Eve again; there is no joy and joy of previous years; only when every household hangs colorful lanterns and pastes couplets, can there be a hint of New Year’s atmosphere.

Shuang Muzi did not celebrate New Year's Eve with everyone in "Yanyulou", but instead pulled Anhun and Cui'er to celebrate New Year's Eve together in the East Courtyard.

"Cui'er, you should sit down and eat together." Shuangmuzi signaled Cui'er to sit down. Shuangmuzi saw that Cui'er had been busy for a long time but had no intention of eating together. She thought that she was restricted by etiquette.

Cui'er smiled and said, "Cui'er is a slave, how dare she sit with her master? The girl's kindness, Cui'er appreciates it."

Shuang Muzi stood up, held Cui'er's hand, and said gently, "Cui'er, I said, we have no distinction between master and servant. If you still respect me as the master, then sit down and have a meal together, and think that my master has given you a yearning."

"Miss Cui'er, don't let Muzi down. Besides, they are all their own people, and they are not bound by etiquette." Dark Hun was afraid that Cui'er would take care of him, so he mixed with Shuang Muzi's intentions, so he could avoid Cui'er's care.

Cui'er nodded with a smile, her heart was filled with warmth. The three of them were having fun eating simple dishes, talking and chatting.

After eating with the dark soul, Shuang Muzi and Anghun drank tea and chatted on the soft couch in front of the window.

"Another year, time passes so quickly!" Shuang Muzi sighed at the quiet night sky.

"Yes, it's another year!" Dark Soul also looked at the night sky thoughtfully.

"Sister Soul, are you willing to marry Brother Jin?" Shuangmuzi hesitated for a moment, but still couldn't help but test the Dark Soul's intention. Gao Jin also made a statement to make a statement, thinking that it was because of the New Year.

"What I want is his willingness." Dark Soul looked at Shuang Muzi and smiled.

From the dark soul's expression, Shuang Muzi had already got the answer and was happy for them.

With the arrival of the New Year, time flew; Shuangmuzi felt more and more uneasy, and her slightly bulging belly was hidden under her heavy clothes, secretly active; and how should she hold on in the following days? Just when Shuangmuzi was worried about this, Cui'er hurriedly ran over;

"Girl, go and have a look. There are many people coming to the Jin Palace, saying that they are giving gifts to Miss Soul." Cui'er's breathing was a little rapid, and she thought she was jogging over.

"Really..." Shuangmuziteng stood up, unable to hide his joy.

"I guess I haven't left yet, girl, hurry up and check it out." Cui'er was very funny when she saw Shuangmuzi showing childishness again.

Shuangmuzi nodded and ran outside.

"Girl, your coat." Cui'er picked up Shuangmuzi's coat and chased him out.

Shuang Muzi jogged all the way to the square pavilion of Dark Soul, and saw that the big boxes of brides were piled up in the dark Soul's room; and the people who were hired had left.

"Sister Soul..." Shuang Muzi stood in front of the dark soul's door panting.

"Muzi... Come in quickly." Dark Soul pulled Shuang Muzi into the room. The room was not very big and was occupied by large boxes. However, it was not easy to come in. Shun Muzi walked in and sat down with the help of Dark Soul.

Dark Soul had to clean up the house; sat down next to Shuang Muzi.

"Xuan'er, thank you." Dark Hun held Shuang Muzi's hand and chuckled; Gao Jin suddenly came to hire him, must have known his physical condition, and only Shuang Muzi could do this.

"Although it's just the name of a concubine, Xuan'er hopes that Sister Soul is happy." Shuang Muzi knew that although Dark Soul was not clear, they all knew their hearts. Although Gao Jin gave Dark Soul a title, Dark Soul didn't care about his reputation.

"That's enough." Dark Soul smiled, but tears were also mixed in her eyes. Shuang Muzi's actions moved her very much. Although Gao Jin didn't love her, she was willing to wait for him, even if it was just a status, at least, he was willing to admit that she was his person.

"Look at you, why are you crying like this good life?" Shuang Muzi gently wiped the tears from Dark Soul's face.

Dark Soul calmed down his excitement and put away his tears.

"Xuan'er, what are your plans in the future?" Dark Hun remembered that he was going to get married, and Shuang Muzi was left alone, and he was pregnant, but what's the point?

"I haven't thought about it yet. I really can't do it, so I went back to the place where I lived before. At least, there are still some acquaintances there." Shuang Muzi thought for a moment. In fact, what she had been worried about was that today, without the protection of the Dark Soul, she didn't know how long she could last.

"You didn't think about telling him, after all..." Dark Soul imagined that Yu Zixia could not be fertilized, and Song Jingran was not ruthless to Shuangmuzi. Even if it was affection, it was at least affection. In addition, Shuangmuzi was pregnant with his child, so he should have accepted it.

"If possible, I will never let him know." Shuang Muzi never wanted to hear words like "because of children". She could love him humbly or wait for him silently, but she did not want to be humbly with him.

"If there is any need, I will definitely help you." The only thing Dark Soul can do for her is this.

Shuang Muzi nodded with a smile.

The two chatted for a while, then they spread out the big boxes of the bride price, leaving only some daily necessities.

Since Gao Jin gave the betrothal gift to Dark Soul, he has never seen Dark Soul. No matter what, it is a bit unreasonable. He simply borrowed the blessing of happiness and went to visit him.

Shuang Muzi and Dark Hun sat in the pavilion in the backyard, absorbing a trace of warmth from the cold.

Shuang Muzi glanced at Dark Soul from time to time, and Dark Soul has been depressed recently. I think it was because he was unhappy for Gao Jin's future visit; "Sister Hun, I heard that there is a very good powder shop nearby. Why not, let's go and have a look?" Shuang Muzi saw that Dark Soul was unhappy, so he found some things to disperse.

"When did Xuan'er fall in love with rouge powder?" Dark Hun knew that Shuang Muzi wanted to please her, but she was too bad at this.

"Uh..." Shuang Muzi realized that she never applied makeup and would use dark souls when necessary. Now, it is embarrassing that she has found such a bad excuse.

"Xuan'er, I know you're doing it for me, but I really don't mind that much, don't worry!" Dark Hun didn't want Shuang Muzi to be bothered by herself. In fact, she didn't mind, she just cared.

"Sister Soul, sometimes, I really want to be like you, not thinking so much, but I can't help but think, you say, am I..." At this point, Shuang Muzi lowered her eyes darkly, her face full of sorrow, and she expressed her unhappiness.

"Because you still have expectations, you will think of him." Dark Soul said meaningfully.

"Where is Sister Hun, isn't she expecting Brother Jin?" Shuangmuzi was unclear. What kind of love does Dark Hun have for Gao Jin? But she admitted that Dark Hun was right, and she still had a little expectation for Song Jingran. It was because of such a little expectation that she had the courage to give birth to their child.

"I have never had expectations for him. I didn't have it before, and now, and there will be no future." Dark Soul didn't want to have any expectations for Gao Jin, and there will be no expectations, and there will be no disappointment.

"Why..." Shuang Muzi blurted out inexplicably.

"Because he doesn't love me." Dark Soul was also for consideration, maybe it didn't need to be considered, and the truth is the case.

Shuang Muzi was silent. If it was because she didn't love her, then should she stop her expectations for Song Jingran?
Chapter completed!