The beauty is in my arms, the young marshal's eyes are red at night

Song Huiyi smiled: "Really? You got Shen Yuqing's advantage in vain!"

"He took advantage of a lot!"

Song Yuecheng just got excited, then he reluctantly lowered his voice when he thought of something, "But this time the advantage is really not ours to take advantage of."

"It's rare to hear Yue Cheng talking to Shen Yuqing."

Song Huiyi was slightly surprised, and then asked him with a curious smile, "Why did you suddenly turn 180 degrees?"

"I'm going to be his brother-in-law after all!"

"You're also talking nonsense. We haven't even decided on our horoscope yet," she said. "We haven't proposed marriage or gotten engaged. We are still far away from getting married."

Song Yuecheng laughed playfully.

It was a pleasant breakfast.

After dinner, Song Peiwen took his sons out and Song Huiyi went back to his room to rest.

Her father and brothers were very busy, but she had nothing to do on her own.

Until noon, Manager Zhang went upstairs and knocked on the door, saying that Shen Yuqing was calling.

He told her a news.

"Really? Is this news accurate?" Song Huiyi was stunned.

"I never miss my news!" Shen Yuqing smiled heartily on the other end of the phone, "Huiyi, we can just watch the fire from the other side!"

Song Huiyi held the phone tightly and asked him softly: "Aren't you going to remind me?"

There was silence on the other end of the phone.

After a while, there was a sound from there.

"Hui Yi, I don't have the brotherly friendship like in your family in this life."

He said, "I reminded him that no one would think good of me. I thought it would be easy to deal with someone calmly, but I didn't do it. No one realized that I had endured it in the past few years."

Song Huiyi hummed.

He spoke decisively, but she could hear the regret in his heart.

Shen Yuqing is not indifferent.

Starting from the assassination six years ago, he tolerated their little actions again and again.

He is decisive in killing and very patient with his brothers.

Song Huiyi thought that Shen Linyang was testing their relationship, and Shen Ru was colluding with Ling Yaokun. They had been acting and attacking without mercy.

She said nothing more: "Then you can train on the outskirts of the city."

Before hanging up the phone, she added, "My brother will also be your brother from now on, and you still have a chance to enjoy this friendship."

There was silence on the other side of the phone, and then a low laugh erupted.

He said yes.

***

Shen Linyang has been very unhappy these days.

When he thought that the military governor took Shen Yuqing to the outskirts of the city to train troops, but he was not included, he felt itchy with hatred.

However, he was still excited when he thought about what he was going to accomplish today.

It's easier to do things without the warlord and Shen Yuqing!

Send Ling Yaokun's people in to seize the Qing Gang's territory, and then make Ling Yaokun's identity public and confirm his identity.

Song Peiwen wanted to fight back, but he was also criticized by the public.

And Ling Yaokun is his puppet, he is the one who controls everything!

Coupled with the power of the northern warlords and the many connections he has made over the years, Shen Yuqing will only be the turtle in the urn, his victim.

His future is bright!

Shen Linyang went to Shen Ruye's yard happily.

The yard was quiet, the door was still closed, and Shen Ru hadn't gotten up yet.

Before entering the door, I heard bursts of coughing coming from inside.

He asked the guard guarding the door: "Second brother, what's going on?"

"Back to the third young marshal, the second young marshal caught wind and cold at night and kept coughing all night." The guard said.

"Were you fine yesterday? How could this happen?"

Shen Linyang was immediately worried when he heard that he had contracted the cold. He asked with concern, "Did you call the military doctor?"

The guard nodded: "The military doctor came at night and prescribed some medicine, boiled it and drank it. However, it didn't make him better after taking this medicine, and it got worse and worse."

Shen Linyang sniffed lightly and indeed smelled the smell of Chinese medicine.

"What's going on outside? Is the third brother here?" Shen Ruye's weak voice came from inside the room.

"Second brother, it's me!" Shen Linyang agreed.

He opened the door and went in.

Shen Ru also lay flat on the bed.

Hearing the creak of the door being pushed open, he turned his head and saw the person coming. He struggled to sit up, but he was out of breath and coughing violently again.

He coughed so hard that he felt like he was trying to cough his lungs out.

Shen Linyang looked at his pale face and asked worriedly: "What's wrong with my second brother? Why did Hao Duanduan catch the cold?"

He lifted him up and placed a soft pillow on his back.

He met Shen Ruye during the day yesterday and he was fine.

Just one night, I became so sick!

"I do not know either."

Shen Ruye leaned on the bedside table and spoke with great difficulty, "I felt my head was a little heavy before going to bed last night, but it was nothing serious. I didn't expect it to be like this when I woke up at night."

"Ling Yaokun's people are coming this afternoon. You are so sick..."

"I can only give you a hard time, third brother." Shen Ruye sighed, "I originally went with you, but now it's difficult to speak. Second brother is really powerless."

Shen Linyang had no choice but to agree.

He said: "Okay, second brother, please take care of yourself and I'll be back as soon as I can."

Shen Ru also nodded.

Shen Linyang went out.

Walking out of Shen Ruye's yard, all the worry on his face fell away and was replaced by a sarcastic smile.

"Shen Ruye is such a sick boy!"

He was very disdainful of Shen Ruye. He spat forcefully as soon as he left the house, "You are useless and your health is not good. You deserve to be subordinate to others for the rest of your life!"

For so many years, Shen Ruye has been his little tail.

Shen Linyang needed him and looked down on him.

On the surface, he regarded him as his second brother, but he still respected him, but in his heart he felt disgusted.

He looked back at Shen Ruye's yard, his face even more mocking.

So what about some brains? Not even trash!

It would be better if Shen Ru didn't go. Anyway, if he went, it would be just air. No one would take him seriously, and it would save him the trouble of being superficially fraternal with him.

He strode out of the Governor's Mansion.

Not long after Shen Linyang left the Governor's Mansion, someone sent the news to Shen Ruye.

Shen Ruye was still weak, but there was a smile in his eyes: "Leaving?"

"gone."

The confidant stood beside the bed and said respectfully, "Third Marshal went to pick up Ling Yaokun's crony and took him away with him. Now that several lines of defense have been replaced by Third Marshal's own people, he is bound to win."

"Is it inevitable?"

Shen Ru also coughed twice weakly.

After coughing, he wiped the corners of his mouth with a handkerchief and smiled.

He glanced at the person beside the bed, "Do you think he is bound to win?"

He was very ill, pale and had a scary smile.

A confidant said: "The third young marshal is bound to win, but he cannot compare with the second marshal's foresight and foresight."

Shen Ru also chuckled.

"It's done, and it's not in vain that I lay outside in unlined clothes for three hours last night," he said.