The young man hurriedly said: "Back to the master, the lady from the Dongfang family had been trying to rescue him. She said she wanted to pry something out of Master Guan’s mouth, so she was surrounded by the yard. But after all, the lady from the Dongfang family It's not a god, how can she be saved after losing so much blood?"
Song Lang glanced at the young man indifferently, and snorted coldly: "She is not as useless as you think."
Song Lang said again: "Don't be careless. Keep staring. If there is any abnormality, report it immediately, and don't allow yourself to be the master."
The young man nodded to leave, and Song Lang added, "No matter when, where, what happens, you must never hurt the lady of the Dongfang family, do you understand?"
The young man was a little surprised. He raised his eyes and glanced at his master. Seeing the master staring at him with a serious face, he immediately bowed his head and retreated respectfully.
Old Yuan sighed and said, "My son, why are you so troublesome? It is impossible for you and the young lady from the Eastern family. Instead of asking yourself troubles like this, don't take it easy. Pain is worse than short-term pain."
Song Lang frowned: "My business, when is it your turn to put your beak?"
Old Yuan stayed silent.
Song Lang tightly pinched the kerchief in his hand, and constantly rubbed the small flower on the kerchief with his thumb.
"Remember what I said, no matter when and where, it must not be against her. Is it possible for me and her? Who can make the final conclusion?"
Song Lang fell in love with a girl for the first time in his life. It hasn't started yet, so why should it end? It is impossible.
Lao Yuan obviously didn't want to be entangled in this statement, so he simply changed the subject and said: "The prince and the princess will arrive in Fenyang tomorrow."
Song Lang nodded: "Do it as originally planned. You don't need to be merciful." He originally wanted to save Qianhua's life. After all, Qianhua had also saved his life. But now, the road has come to this point, and he wants to go. To die, who can you blame
Old Yuan frowned and said, "Didn't you say you want to catch it alive?"
Song Lang said: "If you can catch it alive, it's best, if you can't, you don't have to show any affection."
Old Yuan wanted to say more, but Song Lang apparently didn't want to listen anymore, got up and went out, and put down Old Yuan.
Old Yuan turned around, looked at the back of the young master, and sighed for a long time.
After all, the son is still young, and many things are done with a moment's will. Only when he reaches his age can he know that the road of living in this world, once he takes a wrong step, there is no turning back.
The prince Qianhua and Princess Qianfang have a deep affection for the son, which is a rare affection. The son is blinded by hatred and can't care about those things in the past.
Once he gets older in the future, thinking of this, he will definitely regret it.
There are some things that you can only know the suffering and how bitter it is when you have a first-hand experience.
It's just this kind of suffering, how can he talk to the son
I'm afraid I don't want to listen!
No matter, take one step at a time. I only hope that those people who protect Prince Qianhua and Princess Qianfang will not resist too fiercely, and perhaps they will be able to save the lives of Prince Qianhua and Princess Qianfang.
Three days later, the news that Prince Jin and the princess had an accident in Fenyang spread to the palace.
The emperor threw down his favorite inkstone angrily, and yelled: "It's all rubbish. It can't even protect two people. What use is it for them?" Suddenly, I didn't listen to Dongfang Mu's advice. This is a good time. How should I end it