Liu Jin took the order, and his black boots fell to the ground, making a slight sound.
This was an order from the governor, and he had to obey it.
Or maybe the person in front of him was just a little palace maid.
It really didn't matter, and he could only blame it.
She was down on her luck.
He Ling leaned stiffly against the vermilion wall.
Her eyes were wide open as she looked at the person getting closer and closer.
She held the hand hidden in her sleeve.
Liu Jin sneered and reached out to pinch her. neck.
He Ling suddenly hit his forehead with her head, covered her chest with her hands, and shouted, "Don't come over."
At this moment, she could no longer care about what she had committed.
She was not willing to die like this.
She wanted to live.
It was obvious that she had done nothing to bring about such a sudden disaster.
When Song Duan saw this, he smiled enigmatically, glanced at Liu Jin who was hurt by the knock, and said softly: "Trash."
Liu Jin looked horrified and said, "This slave is incompetent."
He turned to look at He Ling with an even more fierce look.
He twisted his wrist and said coldly: "You'd better stop struggling.
It's all useless."
He Ling wanted to run, but as soon as she took a step forward, something hit her calf hard, forcing her to kneel down immediately, unable to move.
The prayer beads on Song Duan's wrist were missing, and he watched her movements as if they were watching a show.
Liu Jin squatted down, pinched her slender and white neck with his rough hands, and slowly applied force.
He Ling tried to pry his hand away, but he couldn't use the force.
She gradually stopped moving, and her little face became numb.
She was getting redder because she couldn't breathe.
She raised her eyelids and looked at Song Duan, who was aloof.
This look contained many emotions, and the resentment in it suddenly made Song Duan feel very uncomfortable.
He ignored the feeling in his heart and turned around lightly, no longer looking at her.
He Ling thought she was really going to die.
She had no strength in her body and her head became muddled.
Zhao Junhan thought he had seen it wrong.
He saw Liu Jin from a distance.
There was a person covered in front of Liu Jin.
He couldn't see clearly who that person was.
Originally, he planned to go around.
He and Liu Jin had many old scores.
You have to count, but not now.
If you can avoid him, you won't take the initiative to provoke him.
When Zhao Junhan glanced over again, he saw the familiar corner of his clothes and the man half-kneeling on the ground.
He didn't even have time to think.
He rushed forward without thinking, grabbed Liu Jin by the back of his collar and threw him out. .
Liu Jin was thrown on the hard ground.
His butt hurt and he screamed.
He opened his eyes and looked at Zhao Junhan.
The hand pointing at him was still trembling, "You, you, you" This person appeared unexpectedly.
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Song Duan turned around.
He had never seen Zhao Juanhan before, so he didn't know him.
But looking at Liu Jin, he should know him, so he asked, "Who is this person?"
Liu Jin got up from the ground, thought about his words, and after thinking for a long time, he replied: "Return to the governor, it's the third prince."
Song Duan was very interested, his eyes fell on Zhao Juanhan, looked at him for a long time, suddenly smiled, and said casually: "It turns out to be His Highness the Third Highness."
There was no respect at all.
Song Duan touched his chin.
Looking at Zhao Junhan's current appearance, he didn't seem to be a useless person with nothing as Liu Jin described before.
He hid himself so well that even he was almost fooled.
He Ling had regained her breath and was staring at him standing in front of her like a dream.
She moistened her throat and wanted him to leave quickly.
After all, Liu Jin wanted to poison him before.
"Your Highness, the Third Highness, wants to save this palace maid who has no regard for etiquette."
Seeing that he was silent, Song Duan asked casually.
Zhao Junhan pursed his lips, his beautiful brows furrowed, and he nodded, "Yes, I hope the governor can be merciful."
Song Duan had murderous intentions and had no intention of wasting time on the two of them, but he looked sideways at He Ling for a moment, and he was able to make the cold-hearted people in the royal family plead for mercy.
Song Duan's eyes turned completely cold.
One or two of them came to die.
He was really impatient to live.
He glanced at Liu Jin and said, "You still need me to teach you how to do it."
Liu Jin understood, and then a group of people rushed out to surround the two of them.
Liu Jin took the dagger from behind and was about to take action, but Song Duan suddenly shouted stop.
Song Duan stared at a piece of jade on the ground with a half-smile, and recognized that it belonged to Concubine Zhao, and immediately asked Liu Jin to stop.
This jade pendant was dropped when Zhao Junhan attacked Liu Jin just now.
Song Duan lowered his eyes and immediately figured out a lot of things.
Why did Zhao Junhan appear here and why he dared to come up?
He had a backer, and the backer was not small.
Song Duan could also guess what Concubine Zhao was thinking, but she just wanted a guarantee.
To a certain extent, he and Concubine Zhao were still allies.
Back then, he deliberately lured Emperor Yuan to the cold palace, and Concubine Zhao returned to the harem with a dance. .
Their common enemy is also the queen.
Song Duan suddenly changed his mind.
The eldest prince was about to return from Aman City, and it was time to give him some trouble.
The eldest prince, Wen Tao and Wu Lu, had good intentions and indeed had the style of an emperor.
However, Song Duan would rather support a person like Adou to ascend the throne and let him toss the kingdom of Daliang to extinction than let the country fall into the queen's clan. .
The eldest prince is certainly very good, but it's a pity that he is Qu Yuan's grandson.
The Song family was also a well-established family in the south of the Yangtze River, but it gradually became lonely.
His grandfather and father wanted him to take the scientific examination and bring glory to the Song family.
There is a boastful saying that "after Song Duan, there is no one else".
Qu Yuan's son was the second in the Southern Zhili family, and he was already ranked very good, but the Qu family would not be satisfied.
Song Duan was his biggest obstacle.
Song's father was in the Ministry of Household Affairs.
Before the Duan Palace Examination, Song's father was accused of treason, which was a major crime against the nine clans.
Although he was not convicted in the end, the Song family was also accused of many unfounded charges.
The Song family was ransacked, and Song's qualifications for the Duan Palace Examination were cancelled. .
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Qu Yuan was always afraid of his talent.
At that time, Song Duan was an incompetent scholar and was forced to become a eunuch by Qu Yuan and sent to the palace.
It was already popular for the high officials of the imperial court to send eunuchs to the palace to please the emperor, and Song Duan was good-looking.
Doing so would not only humiliate him, but also make him unable to achieve anything in the court in his life.
However, the development trend later made Qu Yuan unable to control it.
His son was selected as the number one scholar as expected and successfully entered the Hanlin Academy.
From then on, his official career was prosperous, but Song Duan also gained the emperor's favor.
Song Duan snatched the dagger from Liu Jin's hand, put the sharp blade against Zhao Junhan's neck, slid it gently, and said: "Since the Third Highness has begged for mercy, I have no choice but to let him go."
He prolonged his tone. , continued: "It's just that this palace maid is really bold.
If she is not punished, I am afraid that I will not be able to convince others in front of these servants."
Zhao Junhan was not afraid at all, "I will take the punishment for her."
Song Duan's thoughts are hard to guess.
He is afraid that she won't be able to bear the punishment.
He has suffered a lot, so he is not afraid of this.
Song Duan smiled, his eyes were crooked, and he looked very talkative.
He held the dagger farther away and said, "Then you can kowtow to the governor hundreds of times to show your sincerity."
His words were like thunder striking in He Ling's mind.
He Ling entangled Zhao Junhan's sleeves with trembling hands, her eyes gradually turned red, and she shook her head, "No."
This condition is not only harsh but also humiliating.
Zhao Junhan gently brushed her hand away and smiled at her so that she wouldn't worry.
He took a step back and said, "Okay, I hope the governor can keep his word."
Song Duan narrowed his eyes, "Of course."
Zhao Junhan knelt down straight on his knees.
He knelt straight, then bent down deeply, bowing his head and clasping his hands.
The only sound in the air was the profound sound of his forehead hitting the ground.
Song Duan suddenly laughed, stopped laughing, and said deliberately: "This sound is not loud enough."
After saying this, he quickly cut He Ling's left face with a dagger.
There was blood where the sharp knife cut.
This half of the face was probably destroyed.
He Ling endured the pain and did not scream.
Make a sound.
The blood-stained dagger moved from her cheek to her jugular.
The blood in her meridians would spurt out immediately with the slightest movement.
Zhao Junhan clenched his hands into fists.
He wanted to stand up, but he suppressed the surging anger, his eyes were scarlet, and the sound of knocking down again was a little louder than before.
The sound of "dong dong dong" was like hitting someone's chest.
The corners of He Ling's eyes were moist, and a steady stream of tears rolled down.
"Don't don't do this."
As humble as dust, as humble as surrender to the core.
Song Duan said it was a hundred, so there must be no less than one, it must be a full hundred.
Zhao Junhan's forehead had long been bleeding, but he knelt tirelessly as if he felt no pain.
"Ninety-seven, ninety-eight, ninety-nine" When Liu Jin counted to ninety-nine, Song Duan removed the dagger from He Ling's neck.
He stepped on cloud boots and appeared in front of Zhao Junhan.
The corners of his lips were slightly raised, "Your Highness, you must know that human lives are not so easy to save." , I’m afraid Your Highness will have to work harder and have to bow down to Wenyuan Palace.”
This road is not far from Wenyuan Palace, only half a hundred meters away.
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With the last sound, his head fell heavily to the ground.
Zhao Junhan looked up, and there was a blur of blood on his fair forehead.
He twitched the corner of his mouth and said, "Okay."
If Song Duan wanted to humiliate him and trample all his dignity to the ground, then he would satisfy him.
The days ahead are long and he is not afraid.
Before Song Duan got on the sedan chair, he threatened He Ling and said to her, "You have to keep this scar.
I don't allow you to treat the wound on your face."
The gorgeous sedan chair moved forward gracefully.
Zhao Junhan took a deep breath and said to the tearful He Ling beside him: "You go back first."
He Ling shook his head, half choked with sobs, "I'll accompany you."
Zhao Junhan smiled bitterly, "Be obedient and go back.
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