Women's procrastination can't be said

"Who are you?" Song Yuyan didn't like her attacking without opening her mouth, and this person appeared behind her quietly in this deserted place, with suspicious identity and unknown motives, so her tone was not very good.

"My name is Yue Ling. I met you when I was a child." Yue Ling smiled indifferently, and didn't try to pretend that she was wronged.

Moon Spirit... the name is very familiar.

Song Yuyan thought for a while before remembering that she had seen this girl named Yueling at the canonization ceremony nine years ago.

At that time, she seemed to be ranked fifth, the ninth level of strength.The impression left by this confinement parent is that she is a very shy, soft and weak girl.

It seems that the nine years made her a bit more resilient, but it wasn't that great...

Song Yuyan sized her up, carefully feeling her strength, which seemed to be the fourth level.

Seeing her expression, Yue Ling seemed to be a little disdainful of her changes, she was very angry, but she didn't show it, she didn't forget the purpose of following her all the way.

"You like His Royal Highness the Crown Prince." Although this question was a question, Yue Ling's tone was extremely firm.

The body temperature suddenly turned cold, and Song Yuyan felt her hands and feet go limp, and her voice floated: "What do you mean?"

"I understand very well. Whether you admit it or deny it, I have to tell you that I am His Highness's fiancée." Yue Ling spread her hands, took a few steps forward, and stood in front of the shore.

When passing by Song Yuyan, a light smell brushed Song Yuyan's breath vaguely, this smell was somewhat similar to Song Qingwu.

"Your Majesty said that His Highness's marriage will be discussed at tomorrow's court meeting. Why, it's not until tomorrow, and the result will come out?" Song Yuyan said, suppressing the panic in his heart.

There are two reasons for the panic, one is that outsiders discovered her feelings for Song Qingwu, and the other is that Yueling said without changing her face that she is Song Qingwu and her fiancée, if it is true, what should she do?

Yue Ling smiled faintly, tilted her head, her eyes were beautiful, her long hair fluttered slightly, and said softly: "Do you know why there is such a rushing river in the palace?"

Song Yuyan shook her head in confusion.

"It's Your Majesty." Yue Ling no longer looked at her, her brows were filled with tenderness, "The Queen is playful, and doesn't like ponds full of stagnant water, but prefers rivers that flow continuously. Your Majesty smiled for the sake of Bomei and insisted on it." It took a lot of manpower and material resources to dig a river channel."

"What does this have to do with Your Highness?" Song Yuyan's heart had long since lost its sense of proportion, so she could only ask with the last of her reason.

"Your Highness is Your Majesty's own son. For me, Your Highness has spent a lot of effort~" Yue Ling looked a little proud.

"What kind of work?"

The corner of Yue Ling's mouth curled into a triumphant smile, and Song Yuyan didn't want to think about the deep meaning behind this smile anymore, and only thought of Yue Ling and Song Qingwu in his heart.

After snapping her fingers, which was not made by a girl like her, Yue Ling leisurely formed a seal on her chest.

A white light flashed across the fingertips, and Yue Ling put down his hand, smiling as if he was holding the winning ticket.

Song Yuyan suddenly became uneasy.

I saw a green light flying far away from a certain direction, leaving a light green afterimage in the air. When it flew closer, its appearance was completely and truly displayed in front of Song Yuyan's eyes.

Yue Ling's delicate hand held it, and it was held in the place where Song Qingwu often held it.

The staff beeped a few times strangely, as if happy to see Yue Ling.

day show.

Song Qingwu's Tianyan.

The show that only recognizes one master.

Song Yuyan felt a sharp pain spread from the heart and spread to all the limbs.The wounds all over his body hurt again, and the pain in his ankle was piercing.

"See, it can be said to be the most precious thing of your highness. It only recognizes one master, but now it listens to my call, which is enough to explain. Hey, your highness and the king are really father and son, really infatuated .” Yue Ling’s expression was indifferent, and his face was full of indifference.

Song Yuyan was annoyed by her appearance.

Cruelly opening her eyes, Song Yuyan refrained from looking at the "Tianyan" who was making a low-pitched voice, and forcefully controlled her emotions. Her voice trembled slightly: "Have you and Your Highness known each other for a long time?"

A trace of sarcasm flashed in Yue Ling's eyes, he casually threw "Tian Yan" on the ground, curled his lips, and said, "You don't have to hide it so deliberately. Are you feeling uncomfortable? Unfortunately, tomorrow, my marriage with His Highness will be announced The world is over. And our story will be known to the world, if you want to know, why not wait a while, and it is not impossible to listen to the chats of the people after dinner tomorrow."

Song Yuyan was at a loss for words for a moment, and Yueling spoke in a strange way that made people very uncomfortable.

"Oh, no, I'm afraid you won't have this chance." Yue Ling suddenly pulled out a soft sword from his waist, his pupils shrank, and his expression seemed extremely excited.

"Are you going to kill me?" Song Yuyan held onto a stone, feeling dizzy for a while, not because of fear, but because the wound was open and lost a lot of blood.

"This sword was also given to me by His Highness, and I haven't used it yet." Yue Ling touched the sharp sword lightly, and a red blood line appeared on the white fingertips immediately, "But I won't use it to kill you. It's too crisp, it's uncomfortable."

"You..." Song Yuyan couldn't believe that Yueling would say such words. At this time, Yueling was pale, with disheveled hair and wide-open eyes, just like an evil ghost.

bass!

Yueling raised the sword in front of Song Yuyan expressionlessly, the sharp point of the sword was only half a finger short from the tip of Song Yuyan's nose.

"Come here." Yue Ling pointed to the bank with a finger that was not holding a sword, signaling Song Yuyan to walk over.

Feeling extremely dizzy, with a deadly sword in front of her eyes, Song Yuyan ignored her physical discomfort and gritted her teeth and walked to the designated position.The river was rushing, beating hard, and a few drops of cold water splashed onto Song Yuyan's face.

The red long skirt gently flew up with the wind and waves driven by the water waves. The most beautiful thing was the delicate feathers on the skirt, which became more and more dazzling.

There was no jealousy in Yue Ling's eyes, and she sighed softly, "Don't blame me, blame yourself if you want to."

Song Yuyan pursed her lips and remained silent.

"This good skin, this good talent, deserves to live a wonderful life. It's a pity that your appearance was too sudden and disrupted our plan. I'm sorry, you have to die. In the next life, don't be reincarnated in a place of right and wrong. gone."

"Your... plan?" Song Yuyan coughed a few times.

"Want to know?" Yue Ling raised an eyebrow.

"I don't want to." Song Yuyan raised his hand to wipe away the warmth from the corner of his mouth, the back of his hand was bright red.

"Hmm, I can tell you." A coldness flashed in Yueling's eyes, and her red lips moved close to the back of Song Yuyan's neck, and the icy breath she exhaled made Song Yuyan shudder severely.

"Your Highness has been secretly in love with me for many years..."

"Pfft!" Song Yuyan spat out a mouthful of blood, "You, don't talk nonsense."