Nangong Su was in a coma this time, and she couldn't wake up for several hours, after Shangguan Yue personally decocted the medicine, she brought the medicine to the bed of His Royal Highness King Qi, and personally fed Nangong Su to drink the medicine, and her mind has been echoing what happened today.

After Song Han left the Cold Moon Pavilion, he went to the Divine Machine Camp alone.

Along the way, Song Han quickly whipped his horse and let himself run wildly in the wind, the memories of his youth really kept coming to his mind, and finally turned into Shangguan Yue's face, he felt a tightness in his chest, as if something was blocked fiercely, and he wanted to desperately break free from the restraints.

"Lord Suspense?"

Shenji Battalion, in the kitchen, a cooking soldier happened to see Song Han, and his face was full of surprise, in the past few days, the Hanging Secret Envoy has been busy investigating the assassination of His Royal Highness King Qi, and he has not come to inspect the Shenji Camp for a long time.

As soon as the cooking class saluted, he saw the tall and majestic man in front of him, silently walked to the wine storage place, directly picked up a jar of wine, opened the lid and raised his head to drink.

The appearance of drinking wine is not like drinking, but more like pouring wine, or pouring wine.

I saw that the jar of wine poured down from Song Han's head and poured all over his body, and in the already cold winter, the people on the side couldn't help but shiver when they saw this situation.

In a moment, the jar of wine was drenched, and everyone watched Song Han lift two more jars of wine and slowly walked out of the kitchen.

Although they couldn't see any expression under the mask, they looked like they had lost their composure when they stood in front of them, and it was the first time they had seen this today.

Song Han took the two jars of wine and unknowingly came to a room.

If it was on weekdays, Song Han would definitely come here to deal with business, but today, he was not in the mood to deal with business, as soon as he entered the door, he opened the wine, and drank the wine one by one, unconsciously, a jar of wine was drunk by him, a jar of wine was down, Song Han was not drunk, his eyes flashed slightly, and he looked at a map of Hong Rui hanging on a wall in the room, looking at it, holding the wine jar in his hand was stronger.

On the Hongrui Continent, the seven countries are separated, and the Dunantes country is the strongest.

Nantes ......

The light in Song Han's eyes gradually tightened, he didn't seem to be willing to think about certain things, he wanted to put aside the thoughts in his mind, and when he looked at Hong Rui's map again, a woman's figure appeared on the map.

"Yue'er ......"

Song Han called softly, he subconsciously wanted to get up and walk forward, but in an instant, when he looked again, the figure had disappeared, and there was no one in the room except him.

Song Han's eyebrows were furrowed, and there was a feeling of loss in his heart, coupled with the blockage in his heart, which added a little more distress.

The annulment of the marriage...... He simply didn't want to!

Even if the person who came to talk to him was Nangong Su, Shangguan Yue ...... He couldn't bear it!

Taking a deep breath, there was always something looming in his heart, which seemed to be flickering and dim, confusing, and as if things could become clear as long as a layer of veil was gently removed, but .......

Song Han continued to drink in large gulps, and finally, after the two jars of wine were drunk, he ordered the guards to bring a few more jars, and when night gradually fell, the wine jars were already spilled everywhere in the room, and the man who was drinking was finally a little drunk.

"Adult ......"

As soon as Chen Sheng entered the door, he saw Song Han lying on the couch, dressed in black, lying lazily, showing a graceful demeanor......

"My lord, why did you drink so much?"

Chen Sheng was very surprised, since he started to follow the Hanging Secret Envoy, the Hanging Secret has always kept the Lord awake, although he can also drink, but only occasionally, he will not get drunk when he drinks, but today, how can the adults ......

On the couch, Song Han was looking up to drink, he glanced at the person at the door casually, and continued to drink, ignoring it.

"My lord, it's getting late, and Madame asked me to invite you back to the house." Chen Sheng expressed his intentions, and after Mrs. returned from the palace today, she had been staying in the Zhuyun Pavilion, as if she was waiting for the secret envoy to return to the house.

Song Han's brows were furrowed, his mother rarely sent people to find him!

Almost instantly, Song Han dropped the wine jar in his hand, and with a little drunkenness, he strode out of the door, came to the outside of the Shenji Camp, and rode directly to Tianyin Mansion.

General's Palace.

After dinner, the general's wife had no intention of eating for a long time, and even the general Song Yang did not eat a drop of rice, and accompanied the general's wife to be hungry.

At this moment, the two of them were sitting in the Zhuyun Restaurant, waiting for Song Han to return home, but they couldn't see Song Han's figure for a long time.

"General, Yunqi can't have an accident, right?" The general's wife looked worried, her originally gentle face, her brows were tightly locked, and a pair of innocent eyes looked at Song Yang beside her, looking soft, weak and helpless.

"Yunqi has always had his own rules for doing things, he won't have anything to do, besides, I have already sent Chen Sheng to invite Yunqi, and this point is estimated to be back soon." Song Yang softly soothed as he reached out and gently stroked her eyebrows.

Such a small action gave the general's wife a lot of comfort, but she suddenly thought of something, and she couldn't bear it, "But that person is the queen's mother, if the queen's mother ......"

"Madam, don't worry, our son is a secret envoy, his identity, even if Empress Gongsun wants to carry out any plans, she must have some concerns, besides, if the queen wants to solve this matter in a strong way, she will not invite you to the palace today to discuss."

Song Yang said, picked up a bowl of hot soup, and handed it to the general's wife, "Madam, don't think about it yet, you drink the soup first, and then make plans when Yunqi comes back." ”

The general's wife looked at Song Yang and took the soup he handed over, but she didn't have the appetite to drink the soup, "Hey, I don't think I should have agreed to Princess Qinghe's request in the first place, or...... Or I should have persuaded Yunqi not to interfere in Guanyue's marriage, then today's situation would not have been formed, I thought that Yunqi's engagement would be a good thing, but I didn't expect it...... What is good now is about to turn into a curse! ”

The general's wife sighed deeply, and Song Yang on the side also frowned.

Today, Empress Gongsun's intentions and determination are very clear.

But Yunqi's marriage with Shangguan Yue was his personal request for marriage, and he knew in his heart that it was not easy for Yunqi to annul the marriage.

As soon as I thought of this, the face of the card became difficult to see.