Host, she just wants to be a villain

He said in a deep voice: "Who are you?"

"The surname is Chu Mingying."

Zhao Ling was shocked. He looked at Si Buyun with his shrewd eyes first. She had an extraordinary temperament. Even her casual clothes were outlined with thin silver threads hidden in the dark, shining faintly against the twilight.

It is the silver pattern embroidery in the palace.

Thoughts flashed through his mind, and he bent down to salute: "...Chu Situ."

"Nanliang doesn't support idle people. What's their relationship with you?"

"I..." He hesitated for a moment, and then said, "We have nothing to do with each other."

I was saved by them only once.

Several people on the opposite side couldn't believe that he would say such a thing. Some people yelled angrily: "You ungrateful person! My parents——"

Zhao Ling scolded: "Shut up!"

If Chu Situ is made angry, none of them will survive!

Si Buyun said calmly: "Then let them build embankments on the Tongze River."

"Yes!"

After Zhao Ling finished speaking, he looked up and saw Chu Ying's leaving figure, and he felt relieved.

It was rumored outside that Chu Ying was vigorous and arrogant, but he was deeply favored by King Shenyang. He was also a close disciple of Song Dynasty. Even people in the royal family had to avoid his sharpness.

Hearing the shouting of those people, Zhao Ling waved his hand casually: "Is there anything you have done over the years that I have not settled for you? I have paid off what I owe you long ago!"

"Do you know who Chu Ying is? You took advantage of every one of her deaths! And you want to drag me to death!"

This time he didn't give them a good look and took the group directly back to prison.

Si Buyun pushed the door open with one hand, and the yard was already empty.

System: "They must have heard the noise outside and ran away quickly!"

"Not urgent."

Si Buyun let go of his consciousness and soon found the rut marks in the woods outside the city.

The carriage galloped quickly on the path, led by several black horses.

"Hurry up!" someone in the carriage shouted.

The man in rich clothes coughed violently. The servant beside him quickly patted his back with a worried expression: "Second Young Master!"

The man known as the Second Young Master raised his hand slightly to stop what the slave was about to say.

"Chu Ying's power is greater than I thought. We must get to Foxian City as soon as possible. Only in this way can we have the ability to fight against King Shenyang. Don't worry, I can still persist."

Ling Qi leaned against the carriage and closed his eyes tightly. The slight blush on his cheeks due to coughing took a long time to disappear.

"Second Young Master, it's all because of Chu Ying that we are in this situation. If King Shenyang didn't have Chu Ying, we would have won long ago. This Nanliang would be Second Young Master's world!"

"Chu Ying..."

Ling Qi opened his thin lips slightly and slowly uttered these two words.

After his death from modern illness, he came to Nanliang with the same frail body, but he would never admit defeat!

Unexpectedly, the poison administered last time was not successful. Chu Ying not only survived, but also carried out the reform of Daiguo as history said.

He originally thought that as long as he killed Chu Ying, the country would be in his pocket...

Is it true that history cannot be changed?

He obviously wants to be emperor and accept the worship of thousands of people.

No, he will. The cycle of history will start again with him. He will fight against heaven and man until he stands at the top!

Would you like to take a gamble?

"Wen Chang!" Ling Qi opened the curtain.

The soldiers guarding the right side heard this and rode a few steps closer.