He didn't wear gloves, his fist hit directly on the elimination bag, and after a while, the back of his hand was already a blur of flesh and blood. The sand belt was also stained with blood.

The housekeeper's face on the side changed greatly: "Emperor Shao...... You, you're hurt...... Don't fight anymore......"

Nangong Yaoling didn't seem to be able to hear, and continued to hit the sandbag fiercely, and the blood fell on the floor one by one, shocking. The smell of blood was in the air.

The housekeeper couldn't stand it anymore, so he couldn't help but rush up, hugged the sandbag, shook the whole person, and almost turned around with the sandbag.

"Ah...... Yes...... Don't hit the emperor ......"

Nangong Yaoling raised his fist into the air: "Get out!" ”

"No...... Emperor Shao, hit me! You've got a lot of blood on your hands, you really don't want to torture yourself anymore......"

Nangong Yaoling's face was gloomy and terrifying, and he slammed his fist at the housekeeper, and the housekeeper screamed, but the fist did not fall.

The man gave him a cold look, turned around, and strode away.

The maids were all frightened, it was the first time they had seen the young master like this, hurting themselves like crazy; Everyone looked at each other, their eyes full of unbearability, worry, and even fear.

Because Nangong Yaoling's whole body exuded a terrifying aura that no one could approach, and the next second when his eyes were cold, the entire air would freeze at any time.

Seeing Nangong Yaoling walking forward, someone notified Yun Niang, Yun Niang brought the medicine box, and said to everyone: "What are you doing in a daze?" Hurry up and bandage Emperor Shao! ”

So, everyone came back to their senses and hurriedly bandaged Nangong Yaoling's wounds. Nangong Yaoling didn't react either, panting and sitting on the fitness chair.

The whole person seems to be in a trance.

Four or five servants carefully wiped his wounds. The blood was covered with gauze in an instant, and the hearts of those who watched it were terrified.

Nangong Yaoling didn't even blink his eyelids.

After wrapping the wound, Nangong Yaoling got up without saying a word and walked out of the door.

The butler and the servant tried to follow, but a cold voice said, "Stay away from me." ”

Everyone immediately stopped walking, and did not dare to take another half step.

On the rooftop, Nangong Yaoling sat on a chair wrapped in a cotton jacket, looking at the night sky overhead.

The sky was gray and gloomy, there were no stars, and there was no moon to be seen.

Just like his mood at the moment.

He placed wine and a glass next to him, poured himself a glass of wine, and drank it all.

Feeling a chill in front of him, a snowflake fell on his handsome face.

He was slightly stunned, only to realize that it was snowing.

With that heavy snow in mind, he took Xia Xiaonuan to Yinshan and saw all over the silver. Just because she was unhappy, he couldn't help but take her there.

Seeing her smile, he felt warm in his heart.

However, now I know that her smile never belonged to him, and perhaps this woman never belonged to him.

For the first time, he felt that he was very miserable, and since he was born, he was pampered and held up in heaven. But for the first time, I felt so humble, even the dust on the ground.

The bandage on the back of his hand was bloody, and a burst of pain struck, but his face was expressionless, because compared to the pain in his heart, it was less than one ten-thousandth of it.

He recalled what Xia Xiaonuan said to him in the hospital, and felt as if his heart was exposed to the cold wind of Layue, and the cold pierced his heart and penetrated deep into the bone marrow.