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Zhu Zhu was taken aback for a moment: "Would it be too ostentatious, shouldn't we stand still?"

Doesn't this scare the snake away?

Song Boxue raised his eyebrows coldly: "We are in the open, and the enemy is in the dark. Instead of being on guard everywhere, it's better to chop off all their claws and chop off one by one."

They may not be the ones who are hard to guard against, don't they like to hide in the dark and shoot cold arrows, then let your arrows come and go, and see if the people in the dark can hold back.

She wants to force those tigers and leopards out, into the open.

Only in this way can we be prepared.

Speaking of this, Zhu Zhu also understood what Song Boxue meant, and immediately ordered the guards to catch those people with red heads.

Without exception, these people died of poisoning before they had time to confess anything.

With the experience of the first time, facing this battle for the second time, Song Boxue has managed to deal with it indifferently.

But she still felt that something was wrong. Last night, those men in black faced head-to-head, and the sudden poisoning could be interpreted as taking poison beforehand, but these people who had disguised themselves came with the determination to die.

Although she had doubts in her heart, she was not given a chance to verify it on the road ahead.

Because until they entered the capital city of Liuping Mansion, the group settled down in the largest restaurant, and they didn't meet anyone suspicious.

Just in case, Song Boxue and Zhu Zhu still chose to live together.

Zhu Zhu is rich and powerful, so he opened a Tianzihao room, which is not only spacious, but also has two big beds, and the decorations in the room are quite elegant.

Song Boxue lay sideways on the outer bed and looked at Zhu Zhu who was lying on the next bed: "Didn't you see anyone along the way? It won't be malfunctioning, right?"

A person who can't hide in the dark is a timid person, who dare not dare after being beaten?

It doesn't look like that ruthless method.

Zhu Zhu rolled up the quilt indiscriminately: "The green on your head is still there, so it's not that I can't see it, it's really not there, go to sleep quickly, this lady is exhausted."

In the past two days, I was in a hurry and encountered an assassination, so I didn't have a good rest.

Song Boxue put his hands on his head and didn't speak any more, but he didn't sleep either.

Her physique is too ordinary, and she doesn't feel tired.

Although this trip was for official business, he did not go directly to the government office. It stands to reason that Hua Jian, as a major general, can deliver letters through the government office, and Jiang Fanyin should go directly to the government office when he comes to Fucheng.

After all, the heroine's father is in the government prison.

Song Boxue wasn't worried about Jiang Fanyin's safety. With the male protagonist around, he should be fine.

What she was worried about was Jiang Fanyin's intentions. Their relationship was not stable enough. If the hero and heroine get along day and night, or the plot of the original book makes trouble, what if she really did what Zhu Zhu said and her daughter-in-law ran away.

But inexplicably, she thought coldly, if Jiang Fanyin changed his mind because of this, then this relationship would be fine.

So this trip only needs to take a look. As long as her sister Jiang is fine, she will still go back to Pingchuan County and wait quietly.

Song Boxue had no experience of falling in love with others in his previous life, but he also understood a simple truth: feelings cannot be forced.

Late at night, just as she was about to fall asleep, a stone came in through the window paper.

This is the secret signal she agreed with the guards outside. If anyone intends to approach, throw a stone in and don't do it rashly.

As an Alpha, the five senses are much higher than ordinary people, even when she is asleep, she can still feel it.

So, this is someone approaching the top floor, the Tianzihao room.

Song Boxue got out of bed gently, came to the door, and listened quietly to the movement outside.

There are footsteps approaching, the voice is very soft, it sounds like there is only one person, could it be that a master was sent this time?

Just when she thought that someone would find a way to sneak in quietly, the footsteps stopped outside the door for a long time without moving.

This is too calm.

Song Boxue felt a little bored standing inside the door, and the people outside also moved at this moment.

"dong dong dong--"

The unhurried knock on the door made Song Boxue stunned, knock?

Are you sure the assassin wasn't here to make a joke?

Seeing that no one responded, the knock on the door paused, and then knocked again.

Song Boxue turned around and lit the lamp, there was light in the room, and the figure outside the door was reflected vaguely.

Just as she was about to ask 'who is the visitor', before she could say it, she saw the figure and quickly opened the door.

"Sister Jiang? Why are you here?"

The person outside the door was Jiang Fanyin.

In the shadowy night, Jiang Fanyin stood quietly outside the door with a calm expression and clear eyes.

"I heard that you came to Fucheng, so I came to see it." Jiang Fanyin smiled slightly and walked in the door.

"Who did you listen to? Major General Hua?" Song Boxue stared closely at Jiang Fanyin, with longing, surprise, hesitation and vigilance in his eyes.

It's the male protagonist, so there are indeed male protagonists in Pingchuan County, otherwise they would not know that they entered the city and stayed here.

The person hiding in the dark might also be the hero.

Jiang Fanyin was silent, did not speak, but looked into the room.

On one side of the screen is a man's uniform, and on the other side is obviously a set of women's clothes.

She remembered Huajian's words, Song Boxue came to Fucheng and lived in the Tianzihao room of this restaurant with a young woman, did not go to the Fuya to look for her, and did not even send anyone to inform her.

The implication in Hua Jian's words is that the lonely man and the widow live together in a restaurant or a Tianzi house with their fiancee behind their backs. One can imagine what it means.

Jiang Fanyin didn't believe it at first, because she knew Song Boxue was a woman.

But at night, she was tossing and turning, so what if she was also a woman, she would also be tempted, such as herself.

Another example is Song Boxue, who wants to get close to women as soon as he gets sick. What if Song Boxue just fell ill during the few days he was away?

So, if this person is just looking for a woman to go with him for the sake of relieving his illness...

She felt that she should be considerate, but a heart was like being put on a soldering iron. It was painful and hot for a while, sour and cold for a while, and suffered repeatedly.

Jiang Fanyin couldn't bear the suffering, so she came here.

"Why didn't you tell me when you came to Fucheng? Are there other people in the room?"

Song Boxue stared at Jiang Fanyin's eyes, watched the eyes fall on the screen, and finally the eyes fell on herself.

Inside, Zhu Zhu seemed to be disturbed by the sound, and murmured in a low voice in coordination, and the girl involved said something indistinct in sleep, and there was no movement again.

Song Boxue suddenly laughed: "So, is Sister Jiang here to catch Jian?

Jiang Fanyin bit the corner of her lip and exerted force silently until the pain hit her, but she held it back desperately.

She wanted to say no, but what she did tonight was nothing.

Maybe it was originally, otherwise how to explain why she couldn't sleep at night and why she came here?

Don't you just want to find out?

"Yes."

Jiang Fanyin met Song Boxue's gaze, his eyes were full of stubbornness, and water slowly appeared in his stubborn eyes.

"Come with me." Song Boxue sighed softly, took Jiang Fanyin's hand and walked inside.

On the inner bed, Zhu Zhu was sleeping soundly facing inward, when the quilt on her body was suddenly pulled up.

The coldness of the winter night swept across her body in an instant. She was so cold that she reached out to grab the quilt, but it was empty.

Zhu Zhu shivered, opened his eyes in a daze, turned over, and met two pairs of eyes.

"Yo, I caught up with my wife, so fast."

She was not quite conscious yet, and after she finished speaking, she heard Song Boxue say to Jiang Fanyin, "Do you see who it is?"

Jiang Fanyin nodded, seeing clearly, but at this moment his mood became even more flustered, and all words he wanted to explain were blocked.

She didn't know what to say, so she could only hold Song Boxue's hand tightly and not let go, as if this could relieve the panic in her heart.

Song Boxue wanted to pull his hand away, but Jiang Fanyin held it tightly, exuding a sense of helplessness.

"Hey, let go and let me hug you."

The tightly clenched hands were slowly released.

Song Boxue hugged Jiang Fanyin and said in a low voice, "Sister Jiang, no matter what doubts you have in the future, just come and ask for clarification. I don't want such unnecessary misunderstandings between us."

"Well, I'm sorry, I-I-"

Jiang Fanyin buried her head in Song Boxue's arms, originally wanted to talk, but couldn't control her emotions.

Self-blame, restlessness, great joy and great sorrow, lost and found again.

A variety of emotions were intertwined, which made her cry.

Song Boxue caressed her back, silently tightened his embrace, and the two hugged each other quietly.

"Fuck, you just lifted the old lady's quilt because of this."

A roar interrupted the tenderness between them.

After realizing what was going on, Zhu Zhu couldn't help roaring, she was about to freeze to death, okay?

These two inhumans, dare to go too far.

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small theater:

Zhu Zhu: Fuck, do you dare to go too far.

Song Boxue: Sister Jiang, I feel a little thirsty...

Jiang Fanyin: Uh--don't--

Zhu Zhu: Exciting, don't stop, come on more.

Song Boxue slapped him: You are too noisy.

Before Zhu Zhu passed out: I'm not finished with you!