Song Xuan brought his troops here!

After hearing the guard's words, I slowly took a step back.

The light outside shone into the room from the gate, but it only casts the light on this place. Other places still seem dark and unclear. I took a step back and almost completely hid myself in the darkness.

However, even if I don’t hide, Xie Feng and Han Zitong don’t care about me.

This time, Han Zitong was really a little panicked. She hurriedly said, "He brought his troops here? What do he want to do?!"

The guard glanced at her and did not dare to speak.

Xie Feng narrowed his eyes slightly, and the ray of light in his eyes could not be concealed at this moment.

Han Zitong turned to look at him: "Mr. Xie!"

Xie Feng said: "I understand."

Han Zitong looked at him, as if she understood something: "Can you say--"

Xie Feng said: "The young master had already told Miss Zitong about our experience in Cangzhou City. We did not really find out the person who transported food and grass to Cangzhou City. Although time was tight, we could only leave Cangzhou, if this confidant problem persists, it will become a cancer within us!"

Han Zitong gasped: "You mean, Song Xuan is—"

Xie Feng said coldly: "We are so close to the capital now. Maybe we can decide the outcome in one battle and the world. This is definitely the last thing the enemy wants to see. The young master fell ill at this time, and they would definitely not miss this once-in-a-lifetime opportunity. I guess that spy should have some action."

“…”

"I just didn't expect that he couldn't hold back."

“…”

Han Zitong's breath was a little messy. After a while, he slowly said, "Song Xuan...is it really this person?"

Xie Feng said: "If he had already brought his troops here, then there would probably be few other possibilities."

“…”

When Han Zitong heard this, he nodded silently.

But she looked back at Pei Yuanxiu who was sleepy on the bed, and her expression became panicked again, saying, "What should he do now with his soldiers? What if he is really that spy, will he come to hurt Yuanxiu?"

Speaking of this, without waiting for Xie Feng to answer, she said first: "I can't let Yuan Xiu get any harm!"

Xie Feng looked at her, then looked back at Pei Yuanxiu, and then said, "Miss Zitong, please rest assured. Young Master, he still has the important task to do so, and he will definitely not stop his pace in this place."

His words were indescribable and even his eyes seemed unwavering.

I understand that it is because he has seen through the astrological signs, and Pei Yuanxiu's ten-year fortune has begun again. If it is really broken into Song Xuan's hands, I am afraid that not only he is unwilling to give up, but no one here will be willing to give up.

However, as his gaze slowly moved to me, his eyes flashed slightly.

Actually, he might not want me to know about these things, and he wouldn't want me to participate. After all, I should be the one he is most wary of from beginning to end, but now, he is also unavoidable. He turned around and walked in and said to me, "Ms. Yan."

I raised my head calmly: "Mr. Xie, do you want me to avoid it?"

“…”

"I can go back."

After saying that, I made a gesture of leaving here, but when I walked to the door, Xie Feng frowned, but raised his hand to block me. I raised my eyebrows and turned to look at him: "Mr. Xie has anything else to explain?"

"..." He was silent for a moment, and then said, "Miss Yan doesn't need to avoid it."

“…”

"After all, Miss Yan is watching the matter in Cangzhou."

“…”

"Maybe there will be something about Miss Yan later."

I smiled and said, "Although I don't understand what Mr. Xie is talking about, I haven't talked to me in that room these two days, so I'm a little bored. Since there's a lot of fun here, it's okay for me to see it."

He looked at me again with caution and said nothing after all.

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Less than a stick of incense, the quiet outside was broken by a burst of noise.

I sat on the couch inside the room, with a thin blanket covering my knees, and Xie Feng and Han Zitong sat on both sides of the table facing the door. Xie Feng's sword was still on the table, and both of them stared silently at the closed door.

After a while, the noise had already arrived outside the door.

At this time, even though Xie Feng's strength was even more powerful, Han Zitong still felt a little restless.

After all, no matter how strong a person is, he is limited. Sometimes thousands of troops rush over, even an ant can swallow an elephant.

Sitting in my position, I could clearly see the light coming from outside shining on her forehead, shiny.

From time to time, she raised her hand to wipe her forehead, and Pei Yuanxiu, who was sleeping on the bed, was still hanging on the corner of her eyes.

The noise stopped at the gate of the yard, and someone stepped forward and said, "What are you here for?!"

However, as soon as the words were finished, he didn't even get a response from the other party, and there were some people struggling and shouting, but the shouting was immediately covered by other sounds. Then, a heavy footsteps stepped in from outside and stepped on the stone steps at the door.

I saw Han Zitong holding the edge of the table with one hand, and stood up in a hurry.

The door was not tightened. As long as the person outside pushed it, everyone in the room would be under the control of others.

I think at this time, she probably regretted it. Why did she listen to Xie Feng without any preparation? Even the guards they brought to Yuwen Mansion did not mobilize many of them. If someone really made trouble at this time and rushed in and slashed in a mess, and the sword was not eye-catching, who could care about whom?

Xie Feng turned his head to look at her and said calmly: "Miss Zitong, don't be impatient."

As soon as he finished speaking, he heard a "clang" sound.

The door was pushed open from outside, and in the wind, the two doors were blown to the walls on both sides, making a bang, shaking everyone in the room.

Han Zitong suddenly raised her head and saw a tall figure standing at the door, almost blocking the sunlight outside.

When I looked up, I saw the young and handsome face.

Song Xuan!

He was covered in silver armor, with a little thin snow on his shoulders, adding to the chill. He pushed open the door with one hand, and pressed the other hand on the long sword around his waist, as if he was ready to draw the sword out of the sheath at any time.
Chapter completed!