win the hairpin

Chapter 438
Yin Xiao returned to the East Wing, closed the door, and squatted down suddenly after hearing Song Huiyue close the window.

With his left hand propped up on the ground to prevent himself from falling down, his chest and waist were in sharp pain, cold sweat was streaming down his eyes, and his eyes were blurred.

He gritted his teeth to hold back the pain that was about to come out, stretched out his right hand, unbuttoned his clothes, took out the sunken bronze heart mirror, carefully touched the bones on the left and right sides one by one, and after confirming that they were not broken, he went to check his waist.

Clenching his right hand into a fist and hitting the back of his waist twice, he cried out of pain and breathed a sigh of relief at the same time.

The copper crane didn't kick his internal organs, and he couldn't smash the copper crane's head either. During the time they didn't see the sun, they all trained their mortal bodies into copper skin and iron bones.

He looked at his hands one last time.

A layer of skin peeled off the knuckles of the fingers of his right hand, exposing the red soft flesh, the blood had coagulated, and it looked terrifying.

His viscera were not damaged, and his bones were not broken, which is considered very good. As for the severe pain on his body, it was just a superficial trauma to him, as long as he took it easy, he could get over it.

At this time, he heard movement from outside. It was Song Huiyue's room opening the door, and footsteps went to the kitchen.

Are you hungry?
It's almost four o'clock, and the cook may not be able to wake her up.

He stood up on his legs, moved his hands and feet, and wanted to go to the kitchen to work for Song Huiyue, but seeing himself in a mess, he stopped again.

He stood in the ice cellar-like room for a while, when he heard Song Huiyue's footsteps coming out of the kitchen, and then getting closer, he quickly opened the door and walked in.

A pot of mutton chop soup was gurgling on the small stove in the kitchen. She filled a bowl, brought it steaming hot, and handed it to Yin Xiao.

"Eat first."

Yin Xiao picked up the soup and took two sips first. The hot soup warmed his body in an instant, and the body absorbed this little heat—it wasn't enough.

He sat down in the chair and started to slurp his soup.

On top of his head was Song Huiyue's not-so-warm hand, removing the dead branches from his hair.

"Su Ting," he put down the bowl, "he is helping Zhang Xutang, and let Tonghe go."

"The closer it is to the end, the more dangerous it is." Song Huiyue's eyes shot out a ruthless cold light, "more and more people will become our enemies, don't be afraid, we must win in the end."

"Do you want to kill Su Ting?"

"No, I will doubt it today, and I will do it when I have a chance."

"Yes."

"When you live in the Forbidden Palace, pull out all the nails near Jinshang, no matter who they belong to, including King Jin's. Do you understand?"

"clear."

They want to make Jinshang a real widow, leaving only Yinxiao to rely on.

At this moment, the gazes of both of them are similar—the same ruthless, even the soul is wrapped in ice and snow.

Song Huiyue took her hands off Yin Xiao's head and walked out without hesitation.

The next day, Li Jun didn't make a fuss about the hole in the wall, but yelled: "Old Zhang, call two craftsmen!"

Old Zhang came out with a dazed eye, and answered with a loud voice: "Two jars of sauce, okay, salty or sweet?"

"Craftsmen! Build walls!"

"Furious?"

The two aunts held back their laughter on the kitchen porch, while Song Huiyue laughed unceremoniously in the room.

Li Jun took a deep breath, angrily went to invite the craftsmen, and went to the barracks with Yin Xiao to pick up his colleagues to go out for fun. At the same time, he was afraid that Song Huiyue would be bored at home alone, so he asked Song Huiyue to go to Daxiangguo Temple to trade with the Wan surname The farm bought him a cat. There were mice in the house, so he had to raise a cat.

Song Huiyue took the order and went all the way to the outside of Daxiangguo Temple. Outside was a place selling rare animals, not only cats and dogs, but also turtles, birds, fish, rabbits, wolf cubs and so on.

Song Huiyue could only hear the noise in her ears, people and beasts singing together, countless men and women coming and going, making a lot of noise, looking at cats and buying dogs at other times, she saw the needle and stuffed herself inside.

As soon as she entered, there was a monkey king in front of her, and the crowd stood there motionless, watching the monkey king take the big crown.

A thin dog was tied to the monkey king's right side. Someone stepped on the dog's tail. The dog screamed miserably, which startled the monkey king. on the cat.

The cat frowned, screamed, and jumped up and down, and the peddlers were bickering constantly, and the monkey king let the iron chain hang with his head drooping.

When the spectators saw the iron chain as thick as a baby's wrist, they joked that it was indeed the Monkey King, otherwise such a thick chain would not be needed.

Amidst the noise, Song Huiyue squeezed out all her hair and bent down to look at a black cat. Suddenly, a carriage rushed towards it, accompanied by shouts of "Get out of the way", and the crowd exclaimed. , The rabbit cage was overturned on the ground, and the already crowded crowd became more and more chaotic.

There were constant exclamations, running, falling, stomping, and wailing. The carriage moved forward vigorously, crashing into a broad avenue, and stopped in front of the gate of Daxiangguo Temple.

The horse neighed, and the horse's hoof was raised high, facing the two kings of Tongyi and Dongyang.

The two county kings went out of the palace together to join in the fun at the Wan surname trading market. They bought a single copy that sold hundreds of copies a year.

The four feet backed up again and again, and then they stumbled neatly on the threshold of the mountain gate of Daxiangguo Temple. Only two loud "bang bang" were heard, and the two county kings had already groaned, followed by those who hid in Daxiangguo Temple behind them. Everyone fell into a mess together.

The horse dropped its hooves, and after two snorts, it was quiet.

The two county kings subconsciously huddled together, wriggling on the ground with all four hands and four feet, and at the same time found that there was a bad luck under them.

Song Huiyue is this unlucky ghost.

She turned her back to the sky and her face to the ground, her nose almost hit her face, two tubes of nosebleeds flowed down her face, she subconsciously raised her head, only to see that her hat was gone and her hair fell on her face.

She took a breath, blew away the hair that covered her face, shook off the two princes on her body, covered her nose, and stood up in pain.

The "orphan copies" of the two county kings also flew out during the collision, flying all the way to a pile of shit.

It's worth it!

King Tongyi rubbed his buttocks, pulled King Dongyang, stood up aggressively, and yelled at the driver on the carriage: "How dare you go so rampant in front of the royal temple! Who are you?"

The noisy crowd looked at the carriage. The people in the carriage did not show their faces, but the driver came down, opened the seat, took out a basket of golden copper coins from inside, put the copper coins on the ground with a "bang", and took out With a big handful, it was thrown into the crowd with a "crash".

Like water splashing into a frying pan, the crowd boiled with a "boom", and the money rained down one after another. The crowd was even more chaotic than when the carriage broke in. They tore apart their gentle and polite faces, and fought for copper coins.

The two county kings opened their mouths and looked at each other. After a while, they chose to remain silent.

Apart from Zhang Xutang, who else can be a money-scattering boy in the capital.

This former playboy no longer hangs around in the place of fireworks, but instead goes to Yanwang's mansion to make a long history, but his habits have not changed, and he is still defiant.

The two of them were unpopular county kings, and there was no one behind them to support them, so they stepped aside from one left and one right.

Only Song Huiyue was still standing there, blocking the nosebleed with a handkerchief.

(End of this chapter)