Song Xijiao yawned. Although she had a good sleep last night, she couldn't move when she was lying in bed these days. Her body was still very tired, especially when she couldn't take a bath and wash her hair.

"Prepare hot water for me first. I want to take a bath."

"Well, I'm going to prepare now."

……

"Comfortable!"

After everything was arranged properly, song Xijiao stretched out a big stretch and leaned against the window, drying her hair and dressing up in the mirror.

She had not put on makeup for many days, and the small face in the bronze mirror was too white, so she turned out the rouge she had not used for a long time and patted her cheek gently.

It was not until the color of a powder cloud pushed away from her cheeks that she was satisfied with her hand. At last, she nodded on her pale lips and began to comb her hair.

While she was wearing her hair bun with a hairpin, she wanted to go to Ling Ziqing to see him later and make him something delicious to mend his body. Then she heard the voice of Qingfeng talking to her wife in the yard.

Song Xijiao immediately leaned out of the window and called out: "breeze? Is the breeze coming? "

"Miss Song, it's me!" the breeze echoed outside

"What about elder martial brother?"

After a while, Ling Ziqing walked into the courtyard. Through the window, she saw song Xijiao coming out of the pop-up window. She was wearing the light green clothes that he had brought to her from Jinzhou City. Her flower buds were wrapped with water-green ribbons. Her cheeks were bright red and her eyes were moist. At first glance, she looked like an elf coming out of that green forest.

The faint feeling of exhaustion in the body disappeared immediately.

"Well, are you feeling better?"

Song Xijiao didn't want to talk big in front of Ling Ziqing. It was useless. He said, "although the poison has been solved, I'm afraid it will take some time for the toxin in my body to completely drain out."

Ling son count nodded, light voice way: "don't worry, take your time."

Song Xijiao said: "what I am worried about is not the poison on me, but something else."

With a faint smile, Ling Ziqing asked, "the spy who helped Su people in Xianming pass?"

"Well!"

Song Xijiao didn't expect that Ling Ziqing understood her mind so much. She was surprised to see him, and then looked at the bronze mirror. She combed her hair and said.

"If these spies are ordinary spies, I don't have to worry. But the swordsman said it was Xuelian and song QingHan, so I had to worry. Elder martial brother, Xuelian is the person around Meng Xinghe. At the beginning, it was also the person who was sent to him by mistake. Song QingHan is my elder sister. If these two people are spies of Fusu people, then I will... "

"That's none of your business."

Ling Ziqing seemed to know what she wanted to say, and before she finished speaking, he denied her words.

"Don't worry. Now general Meng has not started a war with the Fusu people. Later, you should have a good meal. After dinner, we'll go to see general Meng and explain the matter here in detail. As for how to deal with the spies of the Fusu people, he is very experienced, so you don't have to worry about it. "

Song Xijiao can't help sighing at her words. I hope so.

Although the toxin on her body has not been cleaned up, it has been improved a lot. After dressing up, song Xijiao took the initiative to cook a millet porridge, made a paste collapse, and dug out two plates of stewed vegetables. She ate early with pickled meat and Ling Ziqing, and could not wait to go to Meng Xinghe's residence.

When they got to his house, they learned that Meng Xinghe had gone to practice early in the morning and did not return. They sat in the hall and waited.

After a while, snow lotus came in with tea.

Once upon a time, song Xijiao didn't feel much about Xuelian. She only thought that she liked Meng Xinghe too much. Now, when I think of it, her sudden appearance and her persistence in Meng Xinghe seem to have been premeditated.

What she doesn't understand is that Xuelian's eyes like Meng Xinghe are not fake, and her hatred is not fake. Since she likes Meng Xinghe, why betray her?

"Miss Song, what are you looking at me for?"

Xuelian puts down her tea cup and gets up with light movements. When she looks at Ling Ziqing carefully, she suddenly feels song Xijiao's deep gaze. She can't help but frown and turns to look at Song Xijiao.

Song Xijiao had no expression and said, "Xuelian, you've been around Mengxing river for some days. Haven't your parents come to you?"

Xuelian replied: "my parents know that I serve general Meng. They think it's my honor and my family's honor. In order not to disturb me to take care of general Meng, they seldom come here."

It seems that she even thought of the questions she would be asked and prepared the answers early.

Ling Ziqing slowly drank tea, did not look at snow lotus, also did not ask him a question, as if the identity of snow lotus has been confirmed.

After she left with the tray, song Xijiao couldn't help asking Ling Ziqing, "why don't you ask? Are you not afraid of wronging her

Ling Ziqing shook his head and said with a smile: "today is the first time I see her. I know that this woman is not simple."Song Xijiao couldn't help but stare and ask, "why?"

"Her footwork is light. She has practiced the next set of Kung Fu, and her Kung Fu is excellent."

Ling Ziqing side said, while pushing the tea to song Xijiao, let her hold warm hands, and then continue.

"And there was a faint smell on her, very similar to the one you asked me to test. I think this is probably because the Fusu people grew up drinking goat milk. They always have a smell of mutton smell. Women in Daqing Dynasty grew up drinking breast milk rice porridge when they were young, and they would not have this taste. "

Song Xijiao gaped at Ling Ziqing, this guy, is it a dog nose, this all smell out! You know, snow lotus's body can always take the fragrance of powder.

, as like as two peas in the song, surprised to see the song, he saw a smile and said, "the most important thing is that she has tried to hide tea, though it is very concealed, but it is exactly the same as the gesture of the Su Su people who are filling the tea leaves."

"So Xuelian is a Fusu."

"Nine out of ten."

"My God."

Song Xijiao's heart cluttered, how did not expect this result. She thought that Xuelian was a traitor like song QingHan and song muyuan, but she was a real Fu Su person!

And she lives by Meng Xinghe day and night. I don't know how many chances to assassinate him.

Meng Xinghe, how many times should we brush past the God of death?

She suddenly stood up and said, "no, this matter can't be delayed any longer. I must tell Meng Xinghe about it immediately. I'll go to the school training ground to find him."

She had just finished, under the blazing sunlight, the clear voice of mengxinghe suddenly rang out in the courtyard.

"What are you going to tell me?"

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