After being exiled, she married a rough man, and the sickly beauty was spoiled

When He Zhan was about to ask Song Huiling in confusion, Yang's body went limp and she fell backwards.

"Auntie!"

"mother!"

Two panicked voices sounded at the same time.

Song Huiling was closest to Yang and reached out to help her, but in a panic, his knee hit the stone bench hard and his body flew out and fell to the ground.

Yang caught it, but the price she paid was that she became a meat cushion.

The weight behind her suddenly pressed down on her, and she groaned in pain.

He Zhan came over, helped Yang up, and reached out to pull her.

Song Huiling turned his face to the ground and raised his hand to He Zhan with difficulty: "Don't worry about me, take care of mother first."

A figure flew out from the kitchen.

When the three people were talking outside the yard, their voices were very low and A'mo did not hear what they were talking about.

After hearing a scream, I poked my head out of the kitchen and saw Song Huiling lying on the ground.

He quickly stepped forward and helped Song Huiling sit up. He looked at He Zhan, his eyes changed, and without saying a word, he clenched his fist and swung at him hard.

In A'mo's opinion, it must be He Zhan who bullied Song Huiling, he deserves to die!

He Zhan was concerned about his mother and took the punch head-on.

A'mo's punch was fast and heavy. It was too late for Song Huiling to stop it. She could only watch helplessly as the punch hit He Zhan's heart hard.

He Zhan said nothing, but Song Huiling covered his chest tightly and took a deep breath.

It's over. All the medicine I got from Doctor Yu today was in vain.

He Zhan's eyes only flashed across A'mo's face for a moment, and then he carried Yang into the house.

Only then did A'mo realize that something was wrong with Yang. Feeling guilty for a moment, he turned to look at Song Huiling.

Song Huiling suddenly coughed a few times, waved her hands at Ah Mo, and said with an unsteady breath: "I, I'm fine, it's my aunt who's in trouble."

Upon hearing this, A'mo rushed into the west room.

Song Huiling rubbed his knees, endured the pain, limped to the kitchen, poured a bowl of water, and went into the west room.

Yang was lying on the bed with her eyes closed.

He Zhan sat beside the bed, frowning and looking anxious, pressing her philtrum from time to time: "Mother, wake up quickly."

But Yang seemed to have died and there was no movement.

"Let me do it." Song Huiling spoke, then walked past A'mo, half-knelt in front of the bed, picked up a wooden spoon, scooped a spoonful of water and put it to Yang's lips, then slowly fed it in along her lips.

After feeding her several spoonfuls of water, Yang's lips trembled a few times and her eyelids trembled slightly as if she was about to open her eyes.

Song Huiling held the bowl in one hand and placed the other hand on Yang's chest, stroking it again and again to help her calm down.

"Woo——" Finally, a long whimper sounded from Yang's chest, and she slowly opened her eyelids.

Seeing this, He Zhan quickly helped Yang sit up and let her lean against him.

Song Huiling sat down on the other side of the bed, grabbed Yang's hand and held it tightly in his palm to comfort her.

Caught off guard, Yang raised her other hand and slapped herself hard: "I am an unfilial daughter!"

Song Huiling was shocked and quickly grabbed Yang's hand again.

He Zhan opened his lips slightly and was about to say something.

Song Huiling suppressed her emotion and shook her head gently at him, waiting for Yang to vent for a while before making any further comments.

He Zhan had thousands of questions in his mind, but he finally kept silent, with the corners of his lips tightly pursed.

The three people in the room sat in silence, listening to Yang's crying.

Yang looked at Song Huiling with a sad look in her eyes: "Huiling, my father told me to leave and never come back, and told me not to mention the affairs of the Wu Luo family to anyone. Why did I obey him so obediently?"

Song Huiling sighed deeply in his heart.

If Yang really wanted to be obedient, she should not have disobeyed her father's wishes and insisted on marrying He Tao.

He Zhan and A'mo's expressions changed.

Yang leaned on He Zhan and howled a few more times, then asked with a sob: "Ah Zhan, tell me quickly, what happened to the Wu Luo family in Tulingguan?"

He Zhan looked tense as he looked at Song Huiling.

Song Huiling gave him a fierce look and said, "Why not tell me anything else? This is your grandfather's family's business."

He Zhan couldn't describe his feelings at the moment, and then he slowly calmed down, sorted out his thoughts, and slowly spoke:

"Xinsang, the sworn brother of Wu Luohai, the Xuanfusi envoy of Tulingguan, was ambitious and wanted to take over the position of chieftain. He did not hesitate to kill Wu Luohai's family and faked a shooting accident, declaring to his fellow tribesmen that his sworn brother's family died accidentally."

Song Huiling frowned in confusion: "Since this is a secret that Xin Sang tried so hard to hide, how did you know it?"

He Zhan tilted his head and saw A'mo's eyes wide open, with a raging flame of hatred burning in his eyes.

He retracted his gaze and lowered his voice: "Such a coincidence is full of loopholes. Wu Luohai has several loyal subordinates who are suspicious of this and strongly oppose Xin Sang's ascension to the position of chieftain, demanding a thorough investigation of the death of Wu Luohai's family. Moreover, even if Xin Sang has the chieftain seal, he cannot completely convince the people, and there are many voices of opposition among his clansmen. As a result, Xin Sang had no choice but to surrender to the garrison troops, hoping to use the power of the garrison troops to secure his position as chieftain. The thousand-household chief entrusted me with an important task and asked me to do my best to cooperate with Xin Sang to remove all obstacles. After the matter is accomplished, I will be promoted to a hundred households."

With a crisp cracking sound, the porcelain bowl in Song Huiling's hand fell and shattered to the ground.

The original book's description of He Zhan begins after he became the commander-in-chief of Qianzhong, and his previous experiences are mostly glossed over.

So Song Huiling had no idea what the details of this plot were.

All we know is that He Zhan made great contributions in suppressing a chieftain rebellion and was promoted to the position of centurion.

Now, things were slowly coming together, and a chill instantly ran up Song Huiling's spine.

She is just an ordinary person, without strategy or ambition. She cannot completely separate her emotions from a matter and only analyzes the problem from the perspective of interests.

To her, Xin Sang was an ungrateful, despicable villain, and she would never associate with such a person.

For the garrison troops, by cooperating with Xin Sang, they can regain actual control of Turing Pass without having to engage in major warfare.

For Yu Hezhan, cooperating with Xin Sang to suppress dissidents could help him gain military merit and seek a high position. As for the truth behind the death of Wu Luohai's family, it had little to do with him.

Thinking of this, Song Huiling suddenly found her ridiculous.

Not all villains have the words "I am a villain" written on their faces.

He Zhan is responsible for his family, but he is also meticulous and scheming, and it is true that he will do anything to achieve his goals.

The butterfly effect brought about by her traveling through the book is not enough to change He Zhan's character, and things will eventually develop according to the plot of the original book.

Heng'an? Song Huiling laughed at herself. She didn't understand the villain thoroughly enough.

People are multifaceted and cannot be either black or white. He Zhan is destined to have a bad ending in this life.

From the moment Song Huiling dropped the porcelain bowl, He Zhan had been staring at her.

Seeing the expression in her eyes change from mockery to calmness, he felt as if a tiny thorn had suddenly stuck in his heart.

Then Song Huiling's originally gentle voice was tinged with a bit of coldness as she said, "Then I would like to congratulate the general flag in advance on getting what he wished for."