This woman always changed her face faster than turning the page of a book. Song Ye watched the crescent moon change from a smile like a flower to a ferocious face in one second, and remained silent.
It can be seen from the other party's attitude that Xinyue hates Anmo from the bottom of her heart.
However, the age gap is a bit large, so it doesn't seem like an emotional entanglement.
After all, the situation was stronger than the person. It was an order, and Xinyue had to obey it no matter how unwilling she was. She led Song Ye to change into white clothes, and then went out and walked down the mountain.
The air in the morning is very fresh, and the plants and flowers are blooming in full bloom along the way. Because women are in charge, they pay great attention to the details of life. In early autumn, the fragrance of flowers still permeates the entire mountain.
Song Ye looked at the vast sea of flowers on the mountain and found it very pleasing to the eye, but he heard a chuckle beside him.
"Haha, don't look too closely. The fertilizer down there is made of dead people." Xinyue came over as if she was disgusted by the undead, and continued to ruin the atmosphere, "Among the seven major families, the Ye family belongs to The most people were killed, and the head of the family thought it would be a pity to bury them, so he turned them all into flower fertilizer. Within two years, flowers were blooming all over the mountains and fields."
Of course what she said was not a lie, because Song Ye had already seen a thick white bone from the edge of the flowers.
Not getting the expected frightened reaction, Xinyue looked slightly disappointed, sighed and said quietly: "Another facial paralysis, so boring. You can't be that guy's long-lost sister."
That guy refers to An Mo.
Song Ye's mind moved, and he asked as if chatting: "You hate An Mo." It was an affirmative sentence, not a question, because the answer was obvious.
"Who would like a freeloader?" Xinyue immediately sarcastically replied.
"Eating soft food?" This was the second time Song Ye heard Xinyue's comments like this. Although she didn't see An Mo many times, it didn't seem like he would eat with women.
"Oh, it's true that he has great powers, but what's more important is that he has won the heart of the eldest lady. As the eldest lady's fiancée who was chosen early, he is not just a soft-boiled person. I'm afraid he won't be able to kneel down and lick him. Just do as you are told." Every word in Xinyue's words revealed viciousness, as if she had some deep grudge against An Mo.
Only then did Song Ye know that An Mo was Ye Lingyin's fiancé. Remembering the rule that no intermarriage was allowed within the clan, it was not unreasonable for Ye Meili to choose An Mo, who had good superpower genes, to pair up with Ye Lingyin.
But, "Have you ever had a problem with An Mo?" Song Ye asked again. After some observation, he found that the woman in front of him was just a little mean-spirited, but she didn't mean anything bad.
When she asked, Xinyue's face stiffened, she turned her head and said, "I can't afford to offend such a watchdog, huh."
Song Ye ignored her comment, but caught a hint of sadness in her eyes.
Is it possible that there are really grievances and grudges
After that, the topic was changed, Xinyue was unwilling to talk about Anmo any more, and turned to tell her about today’s mission of going down the mountain to the Disciple Hall, “As an inner chamberlain, I have to go to the Disciple Hall every once in a while to give Other disciples are attending classes to test their skills. However, there are mostly female disciples of the Ye family, and they all behave like harem house fights. You should be worried. Although you have entered the inner room, you are still a disciple. , If you lose to these people, you will have to be expelled from the inner chamber. But it doesn’t matter if you are demoted to the disciple hall, it is better to wait for death than to carry your life on your shoulders... "
The latter sentence was almost like Crescent Moon's murmur. Song Ye noticed her sudden depression and felt that this woman must have a lot of stories and be burdened with a lot of sad past.
"Hey, I don't know why these women fought so hard to get into that big house. Haven't you heard that once you enter the palace gate, it's as deep as the sea..."
Song Ye listened quietly and said nothing.
She is not good at comforting people, and she also knows that what the other person needs at this time is to talk more. From the words between the lines, she can vaguely summarize the whole story.
She was afraid that a friend of Xinyue's had been promoted from the disciple hall to the inner chamber before and died, which made her deeply moved.
As a result, she reached the door of the disciple hall with her chatter, and her voice became hoarse, "Hey, I'm really thirsty. Can someone bring me a glass of water? Do you know the rules?"
With her shout, half of the people in the courtyard were immediately greeted.
It is completely opposite to the Shao family, they are all female disciples.
When they saw Xinyue coming, they were all surprised. Then they put on bright smiles and welcomed the person in. As they got closer, some noticed Song Ye behind them and recognized her iconic face. His body couldn't help but tremble, and he subconsciously dodged a little.
"Why, are you cold?" Xinyue glanced over with a dissatisfied look on her face, thinking that the other party disliked Song Ye's face.
"No, no, Sister Xinyue, please come and sit inside. We'll have lunch here, and you can also tell us about things outside." The female disciple hurriedly explained and changed the subject. She couldn't tell the truth that she was thinking of Takahashi who was shattered to pieces. Orixiang felt scared and ran away.
"Haha, I'm not here to tell you stories today." Xinyue smiled sarcastically, took her arm out of the other party's hand, pointed at Song Ye next to her and said, "This is Song Ling who has been newly transferred to the inner room. Today I’m here to teach you the first lesson. The little girl is still young, so I’m here to check and don’t let you bully others.”
She said it bluntly, but the female disciple beside her almost turned her face in fear, so she could only say yes with a smile on her face but not a smile on her face.
Xinyue didn't take her words seriously. All the way from the door to the training room, she saw only flattering smiling faces, which made her feel upset.
"Okay, okay, stop flattering and stand still one by one. No one can escape." Xinyue waved her hand impatiently, pulled up a chair and sat down on the steps at the door of the training room. , classes started directly in the courtyard.
Xinyue's main guidance is knowledge of advanced instruments and weapons and equipment encountered when going on missions outside. Along with it, there are also some tips and tricks that can be used when completing missions.
These things can greatly reduce the casualty rate during the mission, but today everyone listened a little absent-mindedly, and their eyes always glanced at Song Ye who was sitting on the chair on the other side.
"Hey, this is Song Ling who killed someone in the game? He doesn't look very good either."
The whispers below angered Xinyue. She raised her hand and slashed with a wind blade, directly cutting off the girl's belt. She raised her eyebrows when the other party exclaimed, "Let's talk to the front, Young Master. Go ahead and chew your tongue for me down there."
This tone was as severe as a teacher reprimanding a student. The girl covered her clothes in embarrassment and stood up with her face flushed, not daring to tell the truth. In the end, she could only grit her teeth and said, "Sister Xinyue, I want Song Song to do it later." Ling taught me kung fu.”