Rebirth Merchant: Wonderful Space Hunting for Military Officer

In the main house of the Shao family, Song Ye saw the flowers of the other side in full bloom.

"Hehe, the first time I saw these flowers, I was as amazed as you. The head of the Shao family is a very elegant person. I have been looking at these other shore flowers for more than ten years, and I can always feel the sadness in them. Miss Song, you Do you feel it?" I don't know when, Dr. Pang came to her side one step behind and asked her how she felt after seeing these flowers.

He said that the emotion that the Shao family head poured into these flowers was sadness, but Song Ye saw only blood and sin in his eyes.

Because the two lives combined, the other side of the flower brought her only death and blood.

"Doctor Pang, I don't want you to reveal the information about the owner of the family to unrelated people." The housekeeper in front turned his head and warned. At the same time, he raised his eyebrows and glanced at Song Ye unintentionally, and his eyes became more and more vigilant.

Dr. Pang has been walking in and out here for more than ten years, and he has always been a talkative person. Today, why is he uncharacteristically, first to bring people up, and then enter the house to reveal the Shao family's privacy at will? He felt that all the willingness came from Song Ye.

The corridor in the house is very long. Because of the color of the roof tiles, the light in the whole house is not good. Song Ye watched the exquisite layout of the Suzhou-Hangzhou garden all the way, and followed the butler's footsteps to the largest room in the middle of the house.

In front of the two carved gates, the housekeeper stopped Song Ye, "Dr. Pang is advanced. You can enter only after the owner's consent."

After that, the housekeeper and Song Ye stood outside the door together.

About twenty minutes later, Doctor Pang's voice came, "Miss Song, please come in."

The housekeeper frowned suddenly and glanced at Song Ye, but he didn't say much, and made a gesture to let go.

Song Ye lowered her eyes and stared at the two delicate wooden door buttons on the door. She had a strong premonition in her heart that as long as she pushed open the door in front of her, perhaps a breakthrough would be found in the mystery of her life for more than ten years.

But she was not afraid, her footsteps resolutely lifted up and stepped in.

With a bang, the door closed automatically, and the light in the room instantly dimmed again.

"Cough, come here." A dull cough came, and the man's voice was thick and hoarse, but his momentum was undiminished.

Song Ye glanced at the low-key layout in the hall. From the calligraphy and paintings hanging in the room and the tables and chairs used, it was probably inferred that the owner of the room was a literati. In the light of her footsteps, she had already walked behind the screen, and saw a square table with the Four Treasures of the Study on it, and behind the desk was a slightly emaciated figure.

Against the light, Song Ye looked at the man in the dark, and the face that caught her eye made her frown suddenly.

The man was sitting in a wheelchair, his figure was a little lacking in exercise, but his waist was straight, and his face was buried behind the dark desk, shadowy, but he still couldn't hide the handsomeness between his eyebrows. .

He has sharp eyebrows, a straight nose, thin lips and white teeth, and a thin face. If he wears an ancient hairstyle, the man in front of him is a noble royal family. Even in his early forties, he still hides it. Can't stand this suave demeanor.

But what made Song Ye frown suddenly was not his handsomeness, but his looks, which made her feel too familiar.

Like looking in a mirror, Song Ye was startled to realize that his appearance was three-point similar to the other party.

"You're finally here." The man sat behind the table and said to her with deep eyes.

You are finally here.

The information in this sentence was so great that Song Ye was stunned for a moment, not knowing how to react.

The man recognized her and had always known of her existence.

The appearance of a man has absolutely nothing to do with her.

There must also be some connection between the other side flowers in that yard and the organization in the Alps.

There are so many things that can be analyzed, which makes Song Ye's emotions circling in her heart more complicated and unspeakable. She opened her mouth and finally spit out a sentence with difficulty, "What is your relationship with me?"

Obviously, it is useless to escape from disguise at this time. The other party has already figured out her details, and even said that she has been under his surveillance since she stepped into the territory of the seven major families.

That being the case, they simply spread it out to make it clear.

"My name is Shao Yichen." The man looked at her incredulously, then raised his hand slightly, put a ink ink on the desk in the palm of his hand, and then, in front of her, made the ink ink disappear.

Song Ye's cold pupils suddenly shrank in an instant, and the shock at the bottom of her eyes was not because of the magic-like ability of the other party, but because of the ability she was most familiar with, the space ability.

"Now, what do you think our relationship is?" Shao Yichen threw the question back to her, his slightly pale face couldn't see his expression clearly in the shadows.

Three points of similar appearance, the same spatial ability, just based on these two points, and then trying to deny the blood connection is deceiving oneself.

The identity of the person in front of him is most likely her... father.

Father, this name has been combined for more than eighteen years in two lifetimes. She no longer remembers it, no longer hopes, and can no longer pronounce these two obscure syllables from her mouth, like a thorn in her heart, and the years have passed. , even if it doesn't hurt, it still feels disgusting.

That's how her family feels to her.

"Sit down, I don't mean to force you. You have something to do when you come to your door. As long as I can help you, it is obligatory." Shao Yichen could see her rigidity and thoughtfully did not say anything else, but greeted like an old friend for many years. following her.

Song Ye sat at the other end of the desk, and his eyes fell on a pair of calligraphy on the desk that was still wet.

Her fingertips twitched, slightly in pain, and she closed her eyes and stopped looking.

"My blood is mixed with other people's blood, which has triggered a recessive genetic disease, and my body is entering a dormant state." She found it difficult to develop a disgust for the man in front of her, even face to face like this, she Feeling very close, he subconsciously relaxed his defenses and told him his cause.

This is rare for an extremely vigilant killer. Ironically, Song Ye knew that all this was because of blood.

"Hey, I guessed it." Shao Yichen sighed softly, and then raised a gentle smile, "Don't worry, I will save you."

I will save you.

These four words smashed into Song Ye's heart, smashing ripples into her calm lake like the Dead Sea.