When Zhao Song woke up, his eyes were filled with darkness filled with tiny fragments of light.
His nervousness suddenly rose.
Then I discovered that he could still breathe. There was no feeling of being clamped between his wrists, but the back of his neck hurt terribly.
At this time, a footstep sounded in the eerie silence.
The pace was unhurried and slow, like a prelude to death.
A sense of crisis suddenly shot up from his back to the center of his head. He didn't care much, and his hood was lifted with a slight movement, and his body was already in a defensive state.
Then, he heard a chuckle.
"Wake up? Just in time."
What happened? Are you going to show off your real killer move?
Zhao Song's palms were sticky with cold sweat, and his heart was trembling moment by moment. Then he received a cold look from the other party and said calmly: "Miss Ling is here, waiting for you outside."
Zhao Song was startled.
Miss Ling?
His thoughts were like lightning, and Zhao Song blurted out: "Wait a minute, aren't you here to kill us?"
The man in black glanced at him sideways.
"If I kill you, why should I kidnap you?"
Zhao Song paused, feeling the contempt of the man in black.
However, he also breathed a sigh of relief.
Ling Yutong's contact with them should be unknown to outsiders except those who spent last night together.
At that moment, he quickly got up, followed the pace of the man in black, and pushed the door open to go out.
After leaving the room, Zhao Song discovered that there was actually a small courtyard with four entrances. The courtyard was very spacious and very clean.
However, none of this is as attractive as Ling Yutong standing in the middle of the courtyard.
Zhao Song's eyes lit up and he trotted over.
Ling Yutong turned his head and felt slightly relieved after seeing Zhao Song's state.
She nodded to the man in black, who turned around and walked back, obviously not intending to participate in their conversation.
Under the gaze of Ling Yutong's calm eyes, Zhao Song's mood gradually stabilized.
He pursed his lips, having doubts in his heart to ask, but as he spoke, Chen Qiushui's advice before leaving suddenly came to his mind.
He frowned, maybe Ling Yutong helped him avoid something...
Sure enough, Ling Yutong looked at him and took out a set of clothes from the bag behind him.
"In an emergency, it would be a helpless move to knock you out and then move you here."
"If that team of guards acted quickly enough, all the simple houses you built by now should have been knocked down."
Zhao Song was shocked.
Ling Yutong's eyes were heavy: "The dispute between Hu Shang and you is a trigger. The attitude of the Holy One..."
She didn't elaborate, she just raised her eyes and glanced at Zhao Song.
Zhao Song understood the meaning of that glance.
In an instant, his heart felt as if he had been thrown into cold water and then fished out again. His back was covered in cold sweat from the aftermath of the disaster.
"Thank you."
He kept this kindness in his heart.
"later……"
Ling Yutong raised his hand to stop him and said directly: "I am here today not to ask you to repay your kindness, but to have another request. There are currently two options for you to choose from. No, not just you, but also all the people behind you.
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Zhao Song's eyes flashed. When she described them, she did not use the term "refugees".
But equal, common people.
Ling Yutong raised her hand to lift her clothes higher.
"First, if you put on this set of clothes, your appearance will change from now on. Except that you will not be able to return to your hometown for a while, you will never be called a refugee again."
"I can arrange an identity in the capital for you, but what I need you to do is help me with things."
She paused.
"Secondly, you helped me. I can show you a way to stay away from the capital and escape this disaster."
"However, if you choose the second path, you may never be able to return to the capital or your hometown again in this life."
She knew that with His Majesty's temper, if no trace of the refugees could be found, he would definitely ask each region to keep a record of the families who had not paid taxes.
By then, I'm afraid there will be another turmoil.
She collected her thoughts, raised her eyes and added: "Everything I said about you is with you as the leader."
"They should also wake up. I can give you time to think."
"I hope you will stay here during this period, because the capital is more peaceful than ever, and guards should be patrolling the city."
"When your thinking comes to fruition, just ask them to notify me."
Of course they are the men in black.
Zhao Song's silence did not last long. He was not a person who was afraid of risks. Otherwise, he would not have listened to Qi Ce's advice, stirred up the people's emotions and made the matter bigger.
However, his opinion cannot represent that of many people.
"I will explain it to them and give you a reply soon."
"good."
Ling Yutong looked at his back and lowered his eyes.
Lu He came over and whispered: "Miss, do you want to hear about Tang Fuling now?"
Ling Yutong's eyes flashed: "Tell me."
As she listened, a sudden realization flashed in her eyes.
If that's the case, no wonder.
Tang Fuling was born in a family of low-ranking officials. Her biological mother died young after giving birth to her younger sister. Less than half a month later, her stepmother was brought to the mansion. At that time, she could only just remember things.
The step-sibling is beautiful and capable, and she seems to treat her well in everything, but until she is quite young, she is not allowed to learn to write or read poetry. However, the younger sister is also frail and sick, and takes up more than half of the house every year.
of expenses.
Her biological father became increasingly dissatisfied, and when he was about to send the two sisters off to get married, he was suddenly promoted and the family moved into the capital. This was also the beginning of Tang Fuling's nightmare.
At a banquet, she was spotted and designed by Yan Qing.
Then Qi Yan rescued her, and then Yan Qing wanted to cause trouble. Under Qi Yan's secret instruction, Tang's father did not dare to offend anyone and sent the two sisters out of the capital.
But the woman's flowering period has come. If her age is delayed for a few more years, it will be difficult to get married, and she will no longer be of value to Tang's father.
Under the instigation of his stepmother, Tang's father had another idea, and the Tang Fuling sisters returned to the capital.
Like a nightmare, I met Yan Qing again.
If it weren't for them, I'm afraid Tang Fuling would have...
Ling Yutong sneered, the daughter of a low-ranking official, her first banquet back in Beijing was at the level of the Xiao family, and she happened to meet the nightmare of that year. If there was no intentional element in this, she would not believe it at all.
If you don't teach literacy and don't read poetry, it has long been considered a virtue to dislike women without talent. That stepmother is deliberately trying to raise Tang Fuling to death.
Suddenly, he remembered Tang Fuling's talk that day, calm and strong, and Ling Yutong raised the corners of his lips slightly.
Where there is oppression, there is resistance.
She knew why she felt destined to Tang Fuling.
Because they have the same hot blood flowing in their bones, they will never bow their heads, and would rather be broken into pieces than destroyed.
"How is her sister's condition?"
Lu He was startled, thinking of what the young lady said before: I will help if I can.
"It's not a difficult disease, but it's not easy to treat. The medicinal materials used... are too expensive."
She comes from a low-level official family and has no support from her father. The astronomical figures are enough to make her bald with worry.
When Ling Yutong heard this, he smiled.
"That's a coincidence. After all, the most indispensable thing in our pavilion is precious medicinal materials."
If you really come across medicinal materials that are not available in their pavilion, there will be Dr. Fang.
Lu He suddenly felt a chill down his back, his eyelids twitched, and when he caught a glimpse of the expression on the young lady's face, he felt sorry for the unknown person in his heart.