In a daze, she only heard a bang and ears humming, so she was a little awake, but her body was very exhausted and she had no energy.
A beam of light swept in from above her head, and she closed her eyes, pretending to be lethargic.
As soon as she put the scalpel into her cuff, she was picked up from the wooden box. The person holding her smelled of medicine, and walking was not stable, and it seemed that she had inconvenient legs and feet.
Her heart shrank fiercely, and immediately thought of someone.
Was it him
"My son, the old slave doesn't understand. Why do you want to arrest her during this troubled time? As far as the old slave knows, Dongfang Mu and King Jin are not easy to provoke. They must be able to find here soon. ."
Song Lang carefully covered the girl with a quilt, his gentle eyes fixed on the girl's pretty face.
"The things here have been done, and we should go now."
The old man frowned: "The son is going to take her away?"
Song Lang raised his eyebrows: "Why not?"
The old man asked: "Princess Qianfang, she—"
Song Lang's complexion changed drastically, and he said solemnly: "Don't mention her."
He has never liked Qianfang before, and has never liked it since he was a child, but she is a princess and he must treat her well.
When he grew up, his father always whispered in his ears to get him closer to Qianfang. The Song family holds a heavy army and power is in the hands. Such a heavy minister is the most jealous of the emperor. If he can get married with the princess, it will be eliminated. The emperor's doubts.
For the Song family, he agreed and asked his father to propose marriage for him, hoping to exchange his lifelong happiness for the peace of the Song family.
However, even if he made such a sacrifice, the Song family was still not tolerated by the Golden Emperor in the end. The whole clan was destroyed, the whole clan was destroyed—
Why, why let him live alone
Why not let him go to Huangquan with his parents and relatives
He thought that he would never have light in his life, and he would be buried in the blood of hatred in his life.
Until that day, he was severely injured by the guard next to Qianhua, and met her on the way to the capital of Chu Kingdom.
The girl who lit a lamp for him in the dark, her brilliant eyes seemed to have penetrated the barrier he had built in his heart in an instant, looking into the soft ground in the deepest part of his heart.
Until that moment, he didn't know what a heartbeat is. It turned out to be such a feeling for a woman's heartbeat.
The occasional meeting and parting, he didn't even know what her name was, he didn't even see what she looked like, he thought that the origin of the cause is the death of the cause, and this life is afraid that there will be no chance to meet again.
But who could have thought that they saw it again so quickly.
She was better than he thought, even beyond her imagination.
In his life, he has never been so desperate to get someone like he is now.
The old man sighed and whispered: "Princess, Princess Qianfang didn't do anything wrong. It was her father that was wrong, so why bother to anger her?"
Song Lang turned his head, his eyes full of tenderness suddenly became sharp and sharp, cutting the old man's face like a knife.
The old man hurriedly lowered his eyes, "The old slave talks a lot."
Song Lang said solemnly: "Even if my father is at fault, what about my mother? My brother, my young brothers and sisters, and my elderly grandmother, and uncles and uncles, what's wrong with them? They have happened. He didn't know anything and he fell in life, even—" He gritted his teeth, his emotions getting more and more excited, "He hasn't let go of even the newborn baby, what's wrong with the baby?"