Chapter 902: Taking one’s anger out

Bai Zhi heard a bang and a buzzing sound in a daze. She was still a little conscious, but her body was very exhausted and she had no energy.

When a beam of light swept in from above her head, she closed her eyes and pretended to be unconscious.

As soon as she tucked the scalpel into her sleeve, she was picked up from the wooden box. The person holding her smelled of medicine. He couldn’t walk steadily. As if he had inconvenient legs and feet.

Bai Zhi’s heart sank and immediately thought of a person.

Is it him?

“Gongzi, this old slave doesn’t understand. Why do you want to take her during this troubled time? As far as this old slave knows, Dongfang Mu and Prince Jin are not easy to provoke. They might come over here soon.”

Song Lang carefully covered the girl with a quilt. He looked at the girl’s pretty face gently.

“We’re done here. It’s time for us to go.”

The old man frowned: “Gongzi, you are going to take her away?”

Song Lang raised an eyebrow: “Why not?”

The old man asked: “Princess Qian Fang, she—”

Song Lang’s complexion immediately changed, he said solemnly: “Don’t mention her.”

He has never liked Princess Qian Fang before. He has never liked her since they were a kid, but she was a princess, so he must treat her well.

When he grew up, his father always whispered in his ears to get close to Princess Qian Fang. The Song family holds a heavy army and power in their hands. Such kind of a minister can make the emperor very jealous. If he can marry the princess, the emperor’s doubt might be eliminated.

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 emperor still cannot tolerate their Song Family. Their whole clan was destroyed—

Why? Why let him survive alone?

Why didn’t they let him die with his parents and relatives?

He thought that he would never have light in his life. He would be buried in the blood of hatred in his life.

Until that day, when he was seriously injured by Qian Hua’s guard, he met her on the way to the capital of Chu Country.

This girl lit a lamp for him in the dark. Her bright eyes seemed to have penetrated the barrier he had built in his heart in an instant, trying to seek the soft ground in the deepest part of his heart.

At that time, he didn’t know why his heart was beating so fast. Until he realized that it turned out to that was how you feel when you have feelings for a woman.

They met and part. He didn’t even know what her name was, he didn’t even see what she looked like. He thought that their fate will only be like that and he would have no chance to meet her again in this life.

But who would have thought that they would meet again so soon?

She was better than he thought, even beyond his imagination.

In his life, he has never been so desperate to get someone like he was now.

The old man sighed and whispered: “Princess, Princess Qian Fang didn’t do anything wrong. It was her father that was wrong, so why bother getting angry with her?”

Song Lang turned his head, his eyes full of tenderness suddenly became sharp as if wanting to cut the old man’s face.

The old man hurriedly lowered his eyes: “This old slave talks a lot.”

Song Lang said solemnly: “Even if my father is at fault, what about my mother? My elder brother, my younger brothers, and sisters, my grandmother, uncles, and aunts, what did they do wrong? They didn’t know anything, but they lost their life just like that. And even—” He gritted his teeth and became even more emotional: “They didn’t even let go a newborn baby. What did the baby do wrong?”

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