Chapter 35 Prediction
Rong Yan said: "The Qu River is an official river, and its operation has always been very stable. It may not be possible to see an accident in more than ten years, but even if there is a heavy rain one day, the people at the helm are veteran sailors who have been at the helm for more than ten years. It is not reasonable to choose to continue to Zhoushui Ferry instead of docking a boat for less than one mile. Second, it seems reasonable to capsize the boat in the turbulent upper reaches of the Qu River, but is there a possibility? It's full of hidden piles..."

Her voice was cold and her eyes were dark.

At that moment, Yan Haiming felt the fine needles piercing into all the pores, it was cold, his back was cold, and goose bumps appeared all over his body.

Hidden pile...

Yan Haiming took a deep breath, "I understand, then I'll take my leave first, Miss Rong Er."

Rong Yan gave a soft "um" and watched Yan Haiming leave.

Rong Yue was stunned when she heard it, and she understood each word, but it felt like a bible when it was connected into a sentence, but the old man Yan Haiming had a look of deep understanding, could it be... this Is Rong Yan really capable?

Thinking about it, Rong Yue couldn't bear to be curious, "How do you know?"

Rong Yan smiled lightly, and said with red lips, "Guess."

"Guess?" Rong Yue glared, "He also believes your nonsense?? Is he a pig?"

Lin Roushuang's cold eyes flew by, and Rong Yue was so frightened that she immediately closed her mouth.

Rong Yan smiled, stopped talking, but quickened the pace behind her.

When we reached the top of the mountain, it was almost noon, the halo was soft, and Nanshan Temple was illuminated with a layer of golden light, which seemed to be pityed by gods and Buddhas, full of holiness.

Rong Yan knelt down on the futon, closed her eyes, and was very devout.

Suddenly, a flash of light flashed in his mind.

The mountains and rivers shake.

Millions of cavalry stepped across the territory.

bloody face.

The general's armor dyed red.

A blood sword piercing through the earth, standing in the wind, stained with cold light.

His brows and eyes resembled Pei Yu very much, his lips and teeth were white, and facing the howling winter wind, he was proud and said neither humble nor overbearing: "Although the minister is dead, the country is here, and the minister will be here!"

"Heh!" This last sound was full of courage to fight to the death.

"Rong Yan!"

"Rong Yan!"

When Rong Yan opened his eyes, tears were boiling hot, and fell onto the futon, smudged into flowers
Rong Yue was dumbfounded, "You cried...I...I didn't say anything, why are you crying?"

Rong Yan couldn't calm down, she didn't understand why there was such a scene in her mind, but she was very sure that the general was Pei Yu's father, Pei Zhiming.

this memory...

It makes her uneasy, but General Pei is far outside the Great Wall, what can she do as a powerless concubine?
Nothing more than.

Just wait to die.

Feeling cold.

She wiped away tears, she couldn't be sure when exactly this happened, but it must be soon, she had to do something.

When Fang turned around, she saw Pei Yu standing outside.

She was stunned.

Then, Wei She walked out from behind, saw Rong Yan, and smiled softly, "Little Rong Yan, are you here too?"

After finishing speaking, his slender fingers scratched Sha Rongyan's little nose.

Rong Yan shuddered slightly, looking at this docile woman, but in her mind was the image of the blood-stained, dead body floating thousands of miles away, an indescribable feeling.

She nodded, "I have met Mrs. Guogong, Young Master Pei."

Wei She smiled.

Lin Roushuang's expression on the side was extremely ugly. What's going on? I'm here as a mistress, but I don't take her seriously?Everyone greets this nameless little widow?
(End of this chapter)

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