Wu Wangfu

"Sister-in-law! Sister-in-law! Don't go in! The eldest brother studied the military book until late at night last night, and he hasn't gotten up yet, so you can let him sleep a little longer! ”

Murong Bao opened his arms and persuaded the princess Ding Ruosu all the way. He deliberately raised his voice very loudly so that Murong Ling in the house could prepare early.

"Hasn't the prince gotten up yet?" Ding Ruosu looked at Murong Bao with some suspicion, seeing that it was already three poles in the morning, usually the prince went to practice swords early, how could he sleep at this time today? She subconsciously felt that it was a little weird!

"No! Sister-in-law, don't bother the eldest brother! You think he just came back from the battle, and he hasn't had much rest, so it's rare to get a good night's sleep today. Feeling that Ding Ruosu was a little suspicious, Murong Bao hurriedly played the emotional card.

Besides, inside the house, Murong Bao's loud voice was like a gong, Song Ling faintly heard a sound outside in her sleep, she opened her eyes in a haze, but she blushed at the scene in front of her.

She was lying on Murong Ling's bed, and she slept with the quilt!

Oh, my God! What's going on?

She only vaguely remembered that after Murong Chui visited Murong Ling last night, she stayed by Murong Ling's bedside. Right! She was sure she was sitting on a chair! How could he be on Murong Ling's bed now?

She hadn't figured it out yet, so she hurried up first and then said, she was anxious and panicked, and her movement was too large, and she touched the wound on her shoulder. Although Murong Bao had already found her a clean set of clothes, there was still faint blood oozing out, a little red through the white clothes.

She couldn't help but cover her shoulders and snorted lightly, she wanted to pretend that nothing had happened and get out of bed before Murong Ling woke up, but now it seems that it is impossible!

The man on one side of the bed woke up faintly, and the wisps of light shone through the gap in the window, outlining his handsome and resolute face, and his long eyelashes seemed to be plated with a layer of golden light, revealing the innate nobility and brilliance. His light brown eyes were about to be opened, as if he had not yet awakened, a little confused and a little distracted, and her heart fell at a glance.

Although Murong Bao said it badly, Ding Ruosu seemed to have a hard time believing him. This, a woman's intuition is also accurate enough!

"I boiled some lotus seed porridge for Shizi, and I put it in gently, and when Shizi woke up, I would eat some to warm his stomach, so as not to wake him up."

Ding Ruosu still smiled and was polite, and every word showed her concern and love for Murong Ling. It's just that indomitable posture, obviously revealing her original intention, if you don't let me in, I'll just go in and have a look.

"Ahh The sister-in-law ...... "Before Ding Ruosu finished speaking, he had already crossed Murong Bao and approached the door, but Murong Bao hadn't reacted yet.

"Wait! Sister-in-law! Murong Bao hurriedly stopped him.

Even though she was stupid, Song Ling did not forget the embarrassing situation now, she wanted to get up quickly, but was pulled by Murong Ling.

Obviously, the man had already woken up, and compared to Song Ling's helplessness, Murong Ling seemed much more natural.

"Don't move!" His voice was low and deep, leaving her defenseless.

This time, Ding Ruosu really felt that Murong Bao stopped her like this, it must be some ulterior secret in the house, and she must go in to find out.

"Fourth brother, how many times have you stopped me, isn't there something in the house that can't let me know?"

"Of course not!" Murong Bao hurriedly denied it.

"Then I'll go in!"

Isn't this still talking to him, why in the next second, Ding Ruosu's hand had already pushed the door open, and Murong Bao couldn't stop it.

I only heard a soft "squeak", and the door was slowly pushed open, only to see a man and a woman sleeping in arms on the wide bed, and the red futon covered the two of them, covering their injuries just right. The dazzling red color reminded her of the time when she first married Murong Ling, when they were in love with each other, Luan Feng and Ming. The promise of a lifetime and a couple is still in his ears, but now, in his arms, there is another woman!

If there is no hatred in the eyes of the church, you don't believe that there is a white head in the world.

Murong Ling, if you really want to hurt me like this, you are really happy!

Ding Ruosu's hand shook, and the carefully cooked porridge and bowl slipped out of her hand, and the sound of breaking woke up the two people on the bed, but Murong Ling didn't hear her heartbreak.

Song Ling was very nervous, she leaned sideways and clutched the futon tightly, she didn't know what to do at all, she was embarrassed like a child who had done something wrong.

Murong Ling slowly opened his eyes, and when he saw the woman, he only coldly threw out two words, "Get out!" ”

Song Ling was taken aback, she didn't expect Murong Ling to have such an indifferent attitude towards the princess. Looking at the princess again, the tears of grievance had already wet the bright makeup, and the quivering corners of her mouth seemed to tell an unspeakable sadness.

Seeing this, she couldn't bear it in her heart, and she really didn't know how Murong Ling was ruthless. This kind of practice really made her conscience unhappy, and she was ready to get up and explain it clearly to Ding Ruosu.

Who knows, Murong Ling seemed to have seen through her mind in advance, and grabbed her arm in the middle of the quilt, as if he had completely forgotten that she was still injured.

Song Ling couldn't help but sigh softly in pain, and then looked at Murong Ling, only to feel that under that cold face was a cold heart that no one else could see.

"Sister-in-law, that ......" Murong Bao wanted to come in to relieve the tense and embarrassing atmosphere, but when he came in, he didn't know what to say, and he felt that the air outside was much more comfortable.

Ding Ruosu looked at Murong Ling and understood his ruthlessness from the indifference in his eyes. Flowers are easy to wither and the heart is changeable, and there is no longer a teenager! What else is she doing here? Watching him and other women talk to me and me, do you bring humiliation on yourself?

It would be better to cut her heart with a knife!

Stunned, in tears, she turned to leave.

Sadly, why bother.

Murong Ling, are you and I really ruthless anymore?

Seeing that Ding Ruosu had left, Murong Ling slowly let go of the hand holding her, but her shoulder was still in pain.

She looked at Murong Ling, his gaze seemed to still stop on the back of the woman who was crying away, and in a trance, she actually saw that the eyes that were like meteors flashed with a trace of indescribable sadness, like ice and snow falling on frost, like glass losing its luster.

If there is affection, why is it indifferent?

I only feel that this man and a woman, each day and place, and she is here, just an inexplicable separation.

"I'll go first!" She lifted the quilt and just wanted to get out of the place and get a breath of the relaxing air outside.

She didn't say much, she wanted to leave, and the man behind her didn't stay.

She left the Wu Palace, but she didn't find a clear sky that belonged to her. It seems that it has reached the autumn rainy season, and the sky of Yecheng is full of heavy dark clouds, which come in groups, suppressing the sky she wants to look up to, and the cold wind has not blown away her sorrow, as if only the dull air is depressed in the long street.

When Song Ling returned to the Song Mansion, she found that the familiar home had completely changed! A long seal was attached to the handle of the mansion door, and the majesty of the court shocked her nerves a little through the seal!

Could it be that the eldest brother really had an accident!

Qiaoru sat in front of the door crying, and the family in the house was scattered, and there were less than a few people left. As soon as Qiaoru saw Song Ling, she hurriedly ran over crying, "Miss! They said that the young master colluded with the Eastern Jin Dynasty and committed treason, and he has been imprisoned! ”

Collusion with the Eastern Jin Dynasty?! Treason?!

Song Ling looked at the gloomy sky, only to feel that the rain had not yet fallen, and a thunderbolt had already hit him.

She knows very well what Song Xu is, he may not be loyal to the Murong family, maybe he is cold to the imperial court, but he has no treasonous heart!

"How is this possible!"

It must have been the imperial court who made a mistake!

No! Only then did she react, it wasn't the court that made a mistake, someone must have framed it!

At this time, she couldn't help but think of Duan Sui's reaction last night, what drunk and unconscious should be pretended. He should have known that something had happened to Song Xu yesterday, and his attitude had already given Song Ling a clear answer.

Those who can share wealth and prosperity may not be able to share disasters, he just wants to draw a line with the Song family now!

Duan Sui and her brother have always been good friends, but even so, she will find Song Xu's other former colleagues again, and she is afraid that she will also encounter cold water.

The people are warm and cold, but the tea in the cup is cold.

Maybe now, the only thing she can do is to write the royal writ, enter the palace, ask to see the saint, and avenge her brother's grievances.

She took down the jade bracelet she was wearing and handed it to Qiaoru, reluctantly but solemnly instructed, "Qiaoru, I only have this jade bracelet on my body now, you take it and sell it, and distribute the money to the family, so that they can leave alive." ”

"There is such a big thing in the Song Mansion, I don't know what the road ahead is, you can go too."

Qiaoru knelt down suddenly, tears rained down, she shook her head and said firmly, "Miss, I grew up in Song Mansion, and Song Mansion is my home!" I'm not going anywhere! ”

Qiaoru grew up with her since childhood, like sisters, and she was heartbroken when she was separated from her.

But what she feared most was that if she didn't see the saint, or if she didn't move the saint, or if this was the condemnation that the emperor wanted himself. Once the Song Mansion is convicted of treason, the whole government will be affected, and it will be difficult to escape the catastrophe!

This is what she would never want to see!

She slowly pulled up Qiaoru, and if Qiaoru couldn't afford it, she squatted down. She gently wiped away the tears on Qiaoru's face, "Qiaoru, you go back to the countryside first, if the Song Mansion can get through this difficult time safely, I will pick you up with my eldest brother, okay?" ”

Qiaoru, I will rescue my eldest brother and protect the Song Mansion, may I and you have a goodbye day! Only now, I really can't let you go with me in danger! If, if, the sky dies in the Song Mansion, and my eldest brother and I are both killed, at least there will be you, who can come to see us every year during Qingming.

In any case, please, be sure to take care of yourself!

"Miss ......" Qiaoru was choked up and couldn't speak, she knew that she couldn't help what Miss wanted to do. The only thing she may be able to do for Miss, for the Young Master, and for the Song Mansion is not to distract them from worrying.

Song Ling hugged her tightly, hoping that today's goodbye was not a farewell.