The sky seemed to be a dam that had broken its banks, and the raging rain was pouring in like a flood of waves. The girl's whole body was already soaked, and the rain seeped through her sleeves and dripped into the mud, forming puddles one after another, spreading all the way to the front of King Wu's mansion.

Song Ling sat paralyzed in front of the gate of King Wu's mansion, having exhausted all his strength. She looked at the high gold-lettered door plaque of the palace, and every word was full of magnificent momentum, which was incompatible with her downfall. However, Song Xu was imprisoned, the Song Mansion was sealed, and she had nowhere to go.

Murong Ling is her last support.

Even though the friendship is shallow, and I want to hurt together, I hope to take her in.

It just so happened that at this time, Murong Bao came back from outside with an umbrella, and when he saw Song Ling, he was startled on the spot.

He also thought that he was dazzled, so he took a closer look, the wet hair had already covered her bright eyes, if it weren't for the blood-red sleeve of his left arm, Murong Bao really thought that he had seen the wrong person.

"No, I haven't seen you for a long time, why did you do this?"

Song Ling didn't speak, but the tears couldn't stop falling, bitter all the way, where did it come from?

"Are you tears or rain?" Murong Bao approached her again and looked at her, it looked like tears, but he still couldn't believe it, how could a woman who shed so much blood last night and didn't say a word cry so easily.

"Don't cry yet." Murong Bao saw Song Ling crying, obviously at a loss. This girl is sitting in front of their mansion, does she want to enter King Wu's mansion? Do you still want to see your big brother? He couldn't help but feel a little big, and he couldn't figure out what the girl was thinking.

Although it was unbearable to see this girl so desolate and throw her in the rain like this, if he rashly brought a stranger into the house, he didn't seem to have so much power. Not to mention getting my father's permission, at least I want the eldest brother of the world to nod.

Looking at the relationship between the eldest brother and her last night, he should give her a place to live for the time being, at least he will change her into clean clothes, these wet clothes are worn on the body, and she will not get sick even if the cold wind blows. There is also the injury on her shoulder, looking at this situation, it is estimated that it must be suppurated, if it is not treated in time, it will definitely not work!

I really don't understand, this girl can't think of anything, she has to go to the rain.

"Why don't you wait here first, I'll go talk to my eldest brother."

Song Ling nodded slightly, but there were thousands of struggles in his heart, full of sorrow that the rain could not wash away.

Just as she was about to leave the car gate after she was driven away by the King of Zhongshan, a man in palace clothes came to pass the word.

"The matter of the girl, the Queen Mother has made it clear, if you want to save your brother, you should do things for the Queen Mother."

"What?"

"Approached Murong Ling, the prince of King Wu, and collected evidence that King Wu wanted to join forces with Qin to rebel against Yan and establish himself. If the matter is successful, Brother Ling will not only be safe, but also be promoted and rewarded. ”

"I'm a weak woman, and I don't know the prince of Wu at all, so I can't do these things at all. Please tell the Queen Mother that I will do my best to find another matter. ”

"The Queen Mother chooses you, and there must be a reason for the Queen Mother. Think about Brother Ling, the girl can do everything! ”

"I ......"

"The girl is a smart person, even if you kneel here for three days and three nights, it won't help Lord Song at all."

"The girl should know that no one dares to rebel against the Queen Mother's intentions! Brother Ling's life and death are all in the girl's thoughts! ”

****

"Big brother!"

Murong Bao ran into Murong Ling's room in three steps and two steps, the man on the bed opened his eyes slightly, since Song Ling left, he seemed to be uneasy, and he never fell asleep.

"What's the matter?"

"That girl is now outside our house yesterday, should I let her in or let her go?" Murong Bao asked hurriedly.

"Which girl?" He raised his eyebrows slightly, and asked half-up.

"How many girls do you have a day! It's the one who came back with you last night. ”

Thinking of Song Ling, Murong Ling's indifferent expression seemed to be slightly moved, but he couldn't help but wonder in his heart, what is she doing here?

It shouldn't be a good thing that she came back to him as soon as she left today.

"I'm not familiar with her, let her go." He thought for a moment and said coldly.

"Oh......" Murong Bao seemed to want to say something, but seeing that the eldest brother looked unsympathetic, he was still ready to go out.

Murong Ling seemed to see his hesitation, and immediately called him and said, "What else do you want to say?" ”

He himself felt very strange, he had already decided to drive her away, how could he still want to hear about her from Murong Bao's mouth.

As he said, he is not familiar with the sights of several sides, so why bother.

"That girl was wounded, bleeding, and drenched in such a heavy rain......"

Murong Ling glanced at the thunderstorm outside the window, and before Murong Bao could finish speaking, he had already lifted the quilt from the bed and ran out.

"Alas, big brother! Your wound ......" Murong Bao hurriedly took an umbrella and chased after him.

He was dressed only in a single shirt, his hair was scattered behind him, and the boots that he had not had time to put on were hurrying through the rain.

The rain was pouring and the wind was bleak, she slowly raised her eyes, only to see the familiar figure staggering slightly and hurrying over. The rain wet his wounds, but it didn't stop him from walking.

At that moment, Ren Fengyu was miserable, but a clear sky suddenly rose in her heart, and she only cared about him at a glance.

He was seriously injured, but he came in the rain for her, she was excited, she was distressed, and she was even more ashamed. He treated her like this, did she really want to frame the Wu family according to the queen mother's will?

No! She can't! She can't do it!

Song Ling barely stood up, wanting to leave King Wu's Mansion before she could change her mind, so that she would regret it for the rest of her life. However, her wound had been drenched in the rain for so long, it had become suppurative and inflamed, and her body had already drifted up, and before she could stand firmly, she fell down directly, and the sewage on the ground splashed her face.

Murong Ling saw her fall in the rain at a glance, and rushed over with a few arrows, supporting her weak body.

Her body was cold, as cold as a snowman piled up in winter, as if she would melt into the heavens and the earth within her tentacles.

His hands were warm to the touch, like a meter of sunlight in winter, and the warmth shone directly on her soft heart.

At that moment, his indifference was not there, and she didn't care about it, just to see him, and one glance was enough.

"What's going on?" He took the umbrella from Murong Bao's hand and immediately blocked her forehead.

For some reason, the pale and embarrassed face made him feel an inexplicable pain in his heart.

His voice was soft, gentle he hadn't thought of himself.

She looked at him, and couldn't stop crying like rain, and all the suppressed emotions cried unscrupulously the moment she saw him.

Murong Ling, why are you here! If you coax me away like Murong Chong, I will have a reply to the Queen Mother.

Now, now, I have no way out, and I can't leave my eldest brother who has depended on me since childhood.

I, I really can't!

"I'm homeless!" She cried bitterly, and all kinds of torments were heard here.

The rain was mournful, and she couldn't finish grieving, and she struggled with all her sorrows.

At this time, she really needs a hug, a hug that can make her let go of everything. She fell into his arms and slowly closed her eyes, she didn't want to think about any will or future, just for the warmth of his chest at this moment.

Murong Ling, if you hate me in the future, I have no complaints, this moment is enough to remember this life!

Murong Ling was stunned for a moment, the shoulders of the woman in his arms trembled slightly, whimpering and sobbing, and he didn't know whether it was tears or rain that fell on his heart, but it was all soaked in his indifferent heart.

Before he knew it, he slowly raised his hand and gently patted her sobbing back.

"Oh, you two, if you want to make love, can you get into the house first! Why do you have to be drenched in the rain! I think my injuries are too light, and I don't know how to take care of my body until it's serious! Murong Bao looked at the shoulders of the two of them who were bleeding in the rain, and stomped his feet in a hurry.

"Kugou is right, let's come in first." Murong Ling seemed to be relieved at this time, but that short hug made him feel like a long time had passed, as if time had suddenly stood still in the rain.

His concerned gaze once again fell on her blood-red shoulder, and his eyes tightened, "Your hurt ......"

"Kugou, go and get the doctor!"

Murong Bao was still not very worried about the two of them, so he couldn't help but say verbosely, "I'll go and ask the doctor, you two hurry into the house!" Change into dry clothes first! ”

"Good! Go for it. ”

Murong Ling slowly picked up Song Ling, she looked at him, I only hope that at this moment, the wind and rain will subside, and the mountains have Mu Xijun's intentions, and a review is like a dream.

In the cold wind, the two walked together, an umbrella and a warm heart.