Chapter 358 Inside and outside the window, a total of broken moons!

"Some people only entered the military position when Feng Qingting was in. After Feng Qingting's death, the documents of these people were temporarily suppressed by King Kang, so we can find a way to use the people he doesn't like, right? Song Yi said lightly.

Uncle Zhong stared at Song Yi with a complicated look for a long time before asking the doubt in his heart, "Song Gongzi, did you come for King Kang from the beginning? Do you know what you think, madam?

Uncle Zhong has been following Song Yi for a period of time, and he is the old housekeeper of Yue's mansion. His eyes are naturally clear. At this time, how can he not understand Song Yi's hostility to Zhao Ze, the king of Kang?

So he wants to know that Mrs. Yue knows about this matter, or it's just Song Yi's private behavior.

Song Yi looked at Uncle Zhong and said calmly, "Uncle Zhong, judging by your eyes, is it that your wife is wiser, or am I more cunning?"

"I see." Uncle Zhong lowered his head slightly and then walked towards...

Uncle Zhong naturally understood that Song Yi's answer was not a clear answer, but he clearly understood that whether Song Yi was more cunning or his wife was wiser, he didn't have to know what the purpose was behind the scenes. Just like what his wife said, in the direction of major events, Uncle Zhong listened to Song Yi's small things. Take the idea of Uncle Zhong.

Before, Uncle Zhong didn't quite understand the meaning of this sentence, but now it's easy to figure it out! Mrs. Yue means that Uncle Zhong only needs to help Song Yi understand the situation. Song Yi is in charge of other things. No matter what Song Yi wants to do, it is a big deal...

Back to the room where I live, except for the simple tables and chairs and a big bed, the air is cold. Thinking that Qingyan's stomach must be a little bigger, I don't know whether the child in his belly will make Qingyan suffer, and I also think that Huang Ying will probably get along well with Qingyan. Is Xu Yu and Qingyan now good? Those businesses...

Once people are homesick in a foreign country, they will miss you like a tide! Song Yi looked up with his arms up, and his mood was complicated.

Since he came to the north, he has not eaten well and slept well, which is very different from the comfortable life he once thought about.

However, the familiarity and closeness after seeing Liu Chen, the sourness when he saw Wang Dazhong sobbing, and the guilt and admiration of the Qingmuzhai people who died in the war made him more determined his decision.

Men can be greedy for enjoyment, but they can't forget the righteousness at any time. A group of poor people in Qingmuzhai can do it, and Song Yi naturally has no reason to retreat...

It was late at night, and there was some movement outside the window. Before Song Yi fell asleep, he opened the window and saw a figure lying on the terrace looking at the stars in the sky in the distance.

Aware of the sound of pushing the window, the back turned around, and a bright face reflected Song Yi's eyes. It was Wang Shu.

"I'm sorry... I didn't know it would bother you. I've already moved lightly... I just can't sleep." Wang Shu has changed into a women's plain shirt in the style of the State of Zhao. Against the background of the clothes, the figure is full of the enchanting beauty of women.

Song Yi handed a chair from the window and said, "If you can't sleep, sit down. It happens that I can't sleep..."

Wang Shu hesitated for a moment and took the chair handed over by Song Yi outside the window. She peeked at Song Yi's room. The ** quilt was really not messy, so she believed that Song Yi could not sleep.

Inside and outside the window, there is a round of broken moon, and the two people have different thoughts.

"I'm thinking about my country. What are you thinking about?" Wang Shu lay on the window sill and asked like Song Yi standing by the window sill.

"I'm thinking about my family..." Song Yi said.

"Oh... I miss my family too. I don't know how they are now..." Wang Shu sighed and looked sad.

"Tpeak about your family and your country... I don't know what kind of country you are in Goryeo now!" Song Yi asked with a faint smile that he always thought of the country where plastic surgery was prevalent in his memory.

When Wang Shu saw Song Yi's question, he became interested and began to talk about it, as if someone was willing to listen. It was also a happy thing for her family in her hometown...

From her words, Song Yi heard that although she had been praising how beautiful her hometown was, in fact, most of them used the cultural customs of the Han family, and it seemed that the medical conditions there were much worse than those of Zhao, because Wang Shu himself said that he almost died of a serious illness when he was a child. It fell off, so she later studied medicine with the medical officer, and then followed Wang Ting's swordsman to practice martial arts... But when he said he was annoyed, Wang Shu complained that he still couldn't win Song Yi that day, and also complained about Song Yi's despicable fraud...

Later, she suddenly became silent, and her white face could see the clear crimson color in the dark night.

Song Yi also thought of that place, and his old face couldn't help coughing twice and said, "Don't mention what happened that night again! And it's normal for you not to beat me. Even if you are the master of your country, I am the low hand of our country, but you still can't beat me..."

Wang Shu stared at Song Yi with regret, with a strange amorous feelings.

It is not similar to charming or flamboyant, natural and fresh.

"What about you... Why are you homesick? A shy look flashed on Wang Shu's face, and the words turned to ask Song Yi's words.

"My home is a very beautiful and prosperous place in the south of the Yangtze River in the State of Zhao. There is a beautiful wife in my family who is pregnant with our children, so I miss it very much and miss them..." Song Yi said with a long look.

"Oh, are you married? But you are different from other soldiers. Why do you want to be a soldier? You don't look like a person without money..." Wang Shu said in surprise.

"Just like you, you don't know what the State of Zhao is like, but you have to come to the State of Zhao for some people, and I actually don't know what the battlefield is like, but for some people, I have to come..." Song Yi said meaningfully.

"It's so complicated... But I forgive you for being a liar. You look like a good person!" Two shallow pear vortexes appeared at the corners of Wang Shu's mouth and said with a faint smile.

Her face lay on the window sill, like a fresh and bright flower.

Maybe he hates Zhao Ze too much. Song Yi subconsciously reminded him, "King Kang you're going to see will look more like a good person, but I hope you won't laugh when you are so stupid as you are now... I don't know what conditions you can use to exchange, but compared with him, you are too... It's tender."

Wang Shu frowned slightly and said with concern, "You don't want to help me, but you want to tell me that the person who can help me is not a good person... Is this too bad?"

"If your country can be self-reliant, you don't need to beg us, and if you are smart and strong, you won't go to King Kang. In the final analysis, you are too weak... So it can only be slaughtered by others! As a weak person, if you don't want to resist, you should have the awareness of suffering!" Song Yi said indifferently.

Wang Shu looked a little angry. He sat up and stared at Song Yi angrily. He turned his face angrily and looked at the distance, leaving his back to Song Yi...