There was a strong smell of blood in her nose, which was the smell of blood coming from the mother who was pressed against her.

The fire in the village not far away was still burning, but there were no more cries just now. The whole village was deathly silent. Only the crackling sound of the fire burning the houses was particularly harsh at night.

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The sky was getting brighter, and the fires burning in the village were extinguished, leaving only the smell of blood in the air that could not be dissipated for a long time and the smell of burnt houses.

Standing in the open space of the village was a middle-aged man, about forty years old, with a handsome face. Facing the burned down village and the corpses on the ground, his brows were solemn, but his eyes were burning with anger.

"Dad, dad. Come quickly, there are survivors here." A call came from not far away.

The middle-aged man walked in the direction of the sound. Not far away, he saw several sons gathered together. When they saw him coming, they stood up and stepped aside. On the ground in the middle of them, lying on the ground was a pale-faced man.

The woman's lips were purple due to poisoning, and her eyes had long lost their luster. When she heard the footsteps, she reluctantly opened her eyes. When she saw the person coming, her eyes lit up, her mouth opened, and she weakly uttered three words: "

Yang...Benefactor..."

"Mrs. Qin," the visitor took a step forward and knelt in front of her, "Yang Ye is late, please forgive me!" This middle-aged man is the famous 'Golden Sword Yang Wudi' in the Song Dynasty today, who is famous and frightening to the Liao people.

Yang Ye, the five young men are his five sons, the eldest son Yang Yanping, the second son Yang Yanding, the third son Yang Yanshun, the fourth son Yang Yanlang and the fifth son Yang Yande.

Qin Xianglian shook her head: "Xiang Lian knows that she is not going to die soon. She only asks her benefactor to take in Xiang Lian's only daughter, Lianyue, and leave blood for the Qin family."

Yang Ye glanced at his fourth son Yanlang. He was holding a little girl in his arms. Because she was blocked by her mother, she was not discovered by the Liao people. She became the only survivor of the village. Because of the terrible scene she had experienced before, the little girl

The girl lay in Shiro's arms and fell into a deep sleep, with a trace of tears on her delicate little face.

"Madam, don't worry. From now on, she is my Yang Ye's daughter. I will do my best to raise her and let her grow up safely." His voice was firm and powerful.

Qin Xianglian had a reassuring smile on her face. She raised her hand and gently stroked her daughter's face: "When she grows up, please tell her not to avenge me. Hatred will only turn people into devils!" Her voice gradually became lower.

Go down and eventually turn into nothingness.

Yang Ye reached out and closed Qin Xianglian's eyes, and turned to his five sons solemnly: "From now on, this girl is your sister. You must treat her just like you treat your other brothers. Do you understand?"

"Yes, Dad." The five sons agreed in unison. They had no objection to their father's actions. This little girl is now an orphan without a father and mother. If the Yang family does not take her in, her future fate will be worrying.

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One month later, Liao Kingdom.

At this time, it is the spring season in the north. The Liao Palace located in the center of the imperial city is not as gorgeous as the Song Dynasty Palace, but it is more simple and has no sense of luxury.

In the courtyard full of flowers of various colors, a slender figure was walking slowly, but at this moment, a soft and charming call came from behind: "Xun Ning." The man stopped, his handsome face was filled with confusion.

Indifferent. Boredom flashed in his eyes. Under such beautiful scenery, the sound made people feel that it was a terrible sight.

Princess Ning'an came over with a charming smile: "Xun Ning, I had a hard time looking for you!"

"Princess, what do you want from me?" Brother Yelu Xiu's tone was as cold as the biting cold wind.

Ning An had long been accustomed to his indifference and didn't take it seriously at all. He stretched out his hand in front of him and said, "I have something for you. No, it should be said that it returns to its original owner."

He glanced casually, and when he came into contact with the thing in the other person's palm, his eyes froze, and his indifference disappeared. He grabbed the thing and asked, "Where did you get it?"

"In the hands of a lowly man and woman," Princess Ning'an saw his expression changed drastically and felt unhappy, "This is a relic given to you by the former princess. How can you give it away casually? If you want to give it away, it should be given to someone who is the same as you.

How can you give it to a lowly Chinese woman?" She said meaningfully.

"You..." What did he realize? Could it be that the jade pendant he gave her back then actually brought disaster to her? He knew very well that Princess Ning'an had been spoiled since she was a child and was ruthless. She described it as "poisonous as a snake and a scorpion"

She was not exaggerating at all. Although she was furious in her heart, she was not an ordinary person after all. She quickly calmed down her emotions and said, "What the princess said is that I didn't think carefully."

"That's right!" Princess Ning'an's tone became cold, "But it doesn't matter, because that person has paid the price!" She smiled, as if she was discussing the weather with the other person, rather than a person's life or death.

Brother Yelvxiu felt a chill in his heart, and an ominous premonition enveloped his whole body. He suppressed the surging emotions: "I have to go to pay my respects to the emperor, please excuse me and leave first!" After saying that, he turned around and left without waiting for her to answer.

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At night, the palace in the north courtyard was quiet, except for a wing in the south that was brightly lit.

Brother Yelvxiu held the jade pendant: "Damn it, I forgot to ask her name at that time. Speaking of which, she never asked him his name. The two of them kept "feeding" and "feeding" like this.

In fact, after returning to the Liao Kingdom, he had not thought about bringing her and her family to the Liao Kingdom. Soon, he gave up this idea. First of all, she was a Han girl, and his father would never allow him to keep a Han girl.

She was by his side, and he might take advantage of his absence to kill her.

Secondly, she has never known her identity. The hatred between the Khitans and the Han people is no longer a matter of a day or two. He can't imagine what her expression will be once she knows it? Is it disgust or hatred? No matter what kind of expression, it will never be

He didn't want to destroy the harmony between them as they had done before.

"Your Majesty?" Xiao Han walked in, looking dusty and dusty.

"What happened? Did you find her?" Before he could salute, he stepped forward and grabbed him and asked.

"Hui Shizi, I followed your instructions and went to the village. It has become a dead village!"

"How could this happen? After all, I was the one who harmed her. I should have thought of it earlier!" Brother Yelu Xiu slumped back on his chair and held the jade pendant tightly. The jade pendant he gave her at that time was not a token of love as Ning'an thought.

She is only four years old and no one knows

I gave a love token to a four-year-old child. I didn’t think there was anything wrong with it afterwards. After all, it was a souvenir for her to get to know each other. But I never thought that it would bring trouble to her, her family, and even the entire village.

A fatal disaster!

"Ning'an!" He spat out this name, and he would remember this debt well, and one day he would get it back with interest.

"Did you find the pair of white eagles?"

"No, there are no living creatures in the village, let alone eagles!" Xiao Han replied. "Prince, don't worry, maybe she is still alive. Although the village has become a dead village, my subordinates found a tomb in the south.

Obviously, someone passed by afterwards and found that the villagers were killed and buried them all. So, there might be survivors."

A glimmer of hope ignited in Brother Yelvxiu's eyes: "You immediately send people around to inquire, no matter what, 'you want to see the person alive, and you want to see the body after death.'"

"yes!"

At the same time, on a mountain in the north of Liao Kingdom, an old man looked up at the stars in the sky with a solemn expression. After a moment, he murmured to himself: "There is a strange phenomenon in the sky, the savior of the Yang family has appeared! The track of fate

changed”
Chapter completed!