39. Song Jing, is your heart made of stone?

Jiang Mei couldn't help but be a little dumbfounded, it turned out that this princess was waiting outside the palace for a long time, and she was still making a look, just for a glance at the protégé of the Son of Heaven.

"Song Jing, don't avoid me, okay. Even if you don't like me, don't avoid me. Xia Wusi regained his usual appearance, his eyes were cold red, and his tone was strict and arrogant, and he couldn't be ignored.

When Xia Wusi said these words, Song Jing's gaze didn't fall on her face.

Song Jing's face did not have any waves, and his eyes were deep and waveless: "Princess, don't make trouble, the minister is going to retire." ”

Xia Wusi heard his words, and was instantly ignited: "Song Jing, do you believe that I will order to kill your son tomorrow?" Well? ”

"Xia Wusi! Have you had enough? A cold voice mixed with anger rang out in the study suddenly, Xia Zheng stood up, his body did not move, he stared at Xia Wusi, as if he had been angry.

"Third brother......" Xia Wusi had red eyes, gritted his teeth, and refused to move.

"Princess, please go back. In Song Jing's heart, there is only a deceased wife and a child. Please, princess, don't bother more. Song Jing frowned slightly, and there was no superfluous expression on a face as clear as jade.

"Song Jing, is your heart made of stone......?" Xia Wusi heard what he said, covered her mouth, and only felt as if there was an axe, which was viciously chopped down from her heart, and the axe was so sharp that it made her tears well.

Xia Wusi tugged at Song Jing's sleeve, and tears blocked her eyes, making her unable to see the expression of the person in front of her clearly: "If you don't marry me, you will succeed, I will wait, I will wait until I die." ”

After saying this, Xia Wusi lowered his head slightly, wiped away his tears, and turned his head to look at Xia Zheng: "Third brother, I'm leaving." ”

When he looked at Xia Zheng, Xia Wusi's gaze swept over Jiang Mei, a little surprised.

Song Jing's figure stayed in place, motionless.

Xia Wusi saw that his face was indifferent, and he finally bit his lip and left.

"Song Jing, you ...... Forget it, Wusi's temperament has always been unforgiving, Xiao Baozi will be fine, you go home. Xia Wushuang seemed to be about to say something, but in the end, he just shook his head and sighed.

"The minister will try his best to avoid the princess, so as not to affect the princess's reputation." Song Jing said respectfully to Xia Wushuang.

"You two are like this...... It's not the way to go. Xia Wushuang held his forehead, but he didn't know what to say. One chases after the other, and the other avoids it like a flood of beasts.

"A month later, I plan to use my birthday banquet to invite several surrounding countries, Song Jing, before that, settle the matter between you and Xia Wusi, I will not interfere, if a month is not enough, I will solve it for you." Xia Zheng spoke strongly, his expression was stern, Jiang Mei kept shrinking to the side, and couldn't help but start to understand Song Jing's attitude towards the princess.

"She is my sister, you are my classmate, and I love any of you very much."

Xia Zheng said lightly, and Song Jing was even more at a loss when he said this.

"The minister knows that his status is humble, and he is married and has a son, so he never dares to think about the princess, please ask the emperor for forgiveness." Song Jing lowered his head, so that people couldn't see his expression, Jiang Mei understood a little when he heard what he said.

It turned out that Song Jing had a wife for a long time, and although he was dead, he had a child.