"Where are you going out of town?"

As soon as he heard that Murong Chong was going out of the city, Song Ling's eyes suddenly lit up, if he could follow King Zhongshan, it would be much easier to get out of the city.

"What do you have to do with it?" Murong Chong walked straight forward, ignoring her at all.

"Yuan Xiang, have you remembered everything I told you?"

Seeing that the King of Zhongshan was leaving, Yuan Xiang chased after him again, but he was still not at ease with his master.

"Your Highness, I ......"

I still want to be by His Highness's side.

"Remember?" As if he had guessed what Yuan Xiang was going to say, Murong Chong interrupted with a cold voice.

"The Admiral remembers!"

Yuan Xiang understood what His Highness meant, and replied firmly.

"Go ahead, don't let me down."

"The last will be retired."

Your Highness, take care.

Seeing that Murong Chong had already walked a long way, Song Ling hurriedly caught up, "I'm also going out of the city, we can be together." ”

"There's no need."

"You're hurt, I can take care of you."

"No, I don't."

"Can't you just help me?"

Anyway, she saved him just now, can't she let him do him a favor!

Why did he treat her in such an indifferent way, whether it was the car stop door under the heavy rain that day or the long street under the dark night today, her request was obviously a matter between his nods.

"It's not like the city gate won't open tomorrow, so you can't go out by yourself." He couldn't help frowning and said impatiently.

"The matter is urgent, I have to leave now, please Da Sima, please King Zhongshan, help me."

She rubbed her hands together and begged with anticipation.

Who knows, he just turned his face coldly and slowly spit out three words, "I can't help." ”

If she wants to go out of the city late at night, it must be a troublesome matter, a woman, something that shouldn't be involved, don't make trouble for yourself.

"Murong Chong!" She was so angry that she stomped her foot.

Even if you are ruthless, next time someone else puts a knife on your neck, I will never save you again.

If you don't help, forget it, do you really think I can't do it!

Saying that it was too late, Song Ling reached out, snatched the token from Murong Chong's waist, and ran towards the west gate.

Murong Chong didn't expect her to rob her at all, so he quickly turned around and chased after her.

Song Ling was windy under her feet, she ran extremely fast, she wanted to get out of the city as soon as possible, find Murong Ling as soon as possible, and then, and then what?

Walk with him?

Murong Chong had the advantage of long legs, and after a while, he successfully overtook Song Ling, stretched out his long arms, and stopped her.

This prince is really fast!

"Hand over the token!"

Seeing that there was still some way to go from the West City Gate, she first took a big breath, and then opened Murong Chong's block with one palm, and was about to run again.

Who knew that Murong Chong had expected it, and grabbed her arm and pulled her back completely.

"You're not my opponent, give me back the token."

Murong Chong glanced at her coldly.

She wants to go to Murong Ling, she wants to go out of the city, she has to go out!

She shoved the token to her waist, freed her hand, and struck Murong Chong with a palm, trying to push him away.

Who knows, Murong Chong flashed, and this palm hit his wound firmly.

Hearing the man's muffled snort, he couldn't help but let go of his hand, but almost at the same time, he reached out with his long arm, just in time to touch the token tassel, and instantly snatched the token back from her waist.

"King Zhongshan, are you alright?"

Song Ling's eyes tightened, and when she withdrew her palm and returned, she happened to see the bright red palm of her palm, which was still warm.

She hurriedly stepped forward to help Murong Chong, although the young man was wearing black clothes at this time, she could still see that the inconspicuous black was darkening little by little.

"I didn't mean to."

"If you help me get out of the city, I won't rob you of your token."

Murong Chong pushed her away, "Then tell me, why do you have to go out of the city tonight?" ”

"I ......"

Can you tell him that he is the younger brother of the current saint, and now the saint wants to arrest the father and son of King Wu, if he tells him the whereabouts of King Wu, it will be equivalent to reporting them in front of His Majesty.

"Don't say it."

The boy seemed to have run out of patience with her, and turned to leave.

"Hey, you wait."

"Then why are you leaving the city?"

"It's none of your business."

Murong Chong ignored her and continued to walk forward.

"The gates are there."

Song Ling saw that Murong Chong was leaving, and shouted in a hurry.

"I'm going north."

"Northside?" She was stunned for a moment, and immediately asked tentatively, "Are you going to hunt down King Wu and them?" ”

"It's not."

He paused suddenly, a flash of sadness in his eyes.

Uncle, you are the Dinghai Divine Needle of Yan Kingdom, and the whole Yan can't live without you!

"I want them back."

Song Ling was stunned, looking at his helpless but sincere eyes, she subconsciously felt that maybe King Zhongshan, like the people of Yecheng, respected King Wu, and was even more reluctant to let him go.

"Can I trust you?"

"Huh?" Murong Chong was stunned by her question, and slowly turned around.

Song Ling just blurted out, and now she was a little hesitant, although she really hoped that Murong Ling's family could return to Yecheng, but if Murong Chong didn't really want to help King Wu and them, then she wouldn't expose their whereabouts.

Moreover, she couldn't be sure that the group of beggars dressed as people were Wu Wang's family.

If the King of Zhongshan thought that she was playing tricks on him, missed the time when he went to find King Wu, and blamed them for the Song family, then what should he do?

Thinking about it, she still sighed silently.

"You still want to get out of town?"

Seeing that she didn't speak for a long time, frowning and sighing, he was a little soft-hearted, and took the initiative to ask.

"Yes." She nodded truthfully.

"Even if I give you the token, wouldn't it arouse suspicion if you went out of the city with the token of the King of Zhongshan late at night?"

"Don't forget, your eldest brother, is still in prison."

Murong Chong's words were like a cold wind, which woke her up coldly.

yes, she's really dizzy these days.

Just now, she dared to snatch Da Sima's token, once Murong Chong investigates it, the entire Song family will be unlucky!

"Song Ling lost his temper just now, I hope His Highness won't blame him!"

Thinking of this, she quickly knelt down and pleaded guilty, she had injured the King of Zhongshan just now, and now that she thought about it, she really ate the gall of a leopard.

"Get up."

He didn't blame her, he raised his hand to let her be exempt, but there was a sudden strong pain from the wound, which made him hang his arm on the spot.

"Your Highness, does the wound hurt again?"

When Song Ling saw Murong Chong's frowning appearance, he quickly got up to look at his wounds.

Maybe she just shot too hard.

Song Ling slowly lifted his sleeves, only to see the flesh and blood on his upper arms turned out, two long cuts were faintly visible, and the blood on his arms had already flowed to his wrists. His entire upper arm was soaked in dark red, and although the blood had become dull, the wound did not stop, and the cracked flesh was still bubbling with bright red blood, and the whole patch of blood was stained with a layer of red.

Xu is wound hurt badly, and this time, Murong Chong didn't push her away.

"The bleeding has not stopped, these days have been rainy and impermanent, and if you don't bandage it, I'm afraid it will suppurate."

"Your Highness, I'll send you back to the palace."

"You should know how hard it took me to get out of the palace."