Song Jingran nodded and placed his face in Lin Xuan'er's arms, not afraid of pain, but looking for a trace of warmth.

Lin Xuan'er grabbed his hand, hoping to endure the pain with him; because the hidden weapon was inserted too deeply, the miraculous doctor chose a pair of scissors-like tools. He first cut open his clothes, then clamped out the tail of the hidden weapon, and pulled out the hidden weapon with force. The blood from the wound gushed out like a spring water. The miraculous doctor quickly applied the prepared medicine powder;

Song Jingran bit her teeth tightly, and the two of them clasped their fingers to convey the love in their hearts.

The miraculous doctor simply treated his wound and wrapped it with gauze, and the blood no longer gushed out;

The miraculous doctor packed up his utensils and stood up and said, "Mrs. Lau, please cleanse the young master. I want to check the child's condition."

"I'm sorry, the doctor." Lin Xuan'er nodded and gestured.

After the miraculous doctor left, Lin Xuan'er leaned Song Jingran against the soft couch, made a basin of clear water, and wiped the blood on the edge of the wound. When the basin of clear water was like a basin of blood, Song Jingran's shoulders were exposed, but in addition to the wounds bandaged by gauze, there was also a shocking scar;

Lin Xuan'er stared at the dazzling scar in a daze. It was the last time they were together, she left her teeth on him. Unexpectedly, he actually cast the wound deep on his shoulders.

Song Jingran followed her eyes and glanced at the scar of a tooth on his shoulder, then looked at her again, and said half-jokingly: "Don't remember? This is still what you left behind."

When it comes to this scar, it always involves that time. In their selfless joy, Lin Xuan'er's face turned red and she shyly lowered her head. How could she forget that she was just a little sad for each other.

Song Jingran's pale face showed a happy smile, and his big hands were stroked on his red cheeks. He hoped that time would be frozen here.

Lin Xuan'er lowered her eyes shyly, covered his jade hand, raised her eyes and smiled sweetly. Lin Xuan'er pretended to be strange and said, "Why are you so impulsive? Do you know that if the hidden weapon is a little more biased, it will hurt the heart."

Even she herself couldn't imagine what would happen if he had a few things.

"I only know that I can't lose you." Song Jingran petted her black hair, and the sweetness in her heart covered the pain of the wound.

Lin Xuan'er frowned slightly, sighing in her heart with sadness and helplessness. Although they all knew very well that they had lost each other, she still couldn't bear to hurt him at this time;

Song Jingran smiled and took her into his arms. Lin Xuan'er leaned gently in his arms, keeping his strength away from his wounds.

Lin Xuan'er was in his arms and suddenly thought about how he would appear in time. She also wanted to know more about his movements over the past few days.

"By the way, why did you come here in time?" Lin Xuan'er moved out of his arms and looked at him with some unknown circumstances.

Song Jingran pursed her lips and said, "Tell you good news, Anpo gave birth to a daughter."

"Really." Lin Xuan'er said excitedly, "It's great." She was not only happy for the sake of An Po and Bai Nianming, but also for the birth of another new life.

Song Jingran saw that she was as happy as a child, shook her head with a doting look on her face.

No wonder he didn't see him for a few days. He should have been with Anpo in the mansion to give birth. Lin Xuan'er thought so and then asked, "So, have you been with her in the mansion these days?"

"What, are you jealous?" Song Jingran deliberately leaned into her and looked up at her with his head down.

Lin Xuan'er shyly turned her head aside, ashamed that he could still make jokes.

Song Jingran held her hand with a smile and said, "I promised to take care of them, and I have a responsibility for Bai Nianming's death, so..."

Lin Xuan'er interrupted him, "You don't need to explain, I know everything."

Song Jingran smiled and wrapped her hands in his big palm. In fact, he was not explaining, but just wanted her to know more about her.

"Then why did you come here suddenly?" Lin Xuan'er looked at him inexplicably. After all, it was midnight, and she couldn't imagine it.

"What do you think?" Song Jingran looked at her with a hint of playfulness. If it weren't for the few days of longing that prompted him to come and explain his feelings, he really didn't know what it was now.

Lin Xuan'er smiled. She missed him, so he naturally would not have less thoughts than her.

"Fortunately you didn't come. King Liang sent someone to find out about Shang'er's news." Lin Xuan'er faded the smile on her face, with a little sadness. Gao Jin was the mountains and rivers between them. They could make them look at each other and never see them forever.

Seeing that she was unhappy, Song Jingran tightened her hands tightly, and his thoughts returned to the killers. He said with a little surprise, "Do you think, King Liang sent someone to come yesterday?"

Lin Xuan'er nodded, and the dullness in her heart made her ignore his suspicion;

Song Jingran has always been unclear. Few people know about them here, let alone how to assassinate them. In this way, it seems that people from the Gao Jin faction were stared at. So who would be the one who wanted Lin Xuaner or Gao Shang to die?

Lin Xuan'er saw him falling into deep thought with a serious look on his face, and she was also driven into the horror just now, "What's wrong?"

"Do you know why those men in black came?" Song Jingran still looked at her with a serious face. As long as he could know the goals of the men in black, it would be helpful to judge who was instructed by them.

Lin Xuan'er frowned and thought for a moment, and suddenly thought of the conversation between the man in black and the palace maid, "It seems to be for Shang'er."

Song Jingran also frowned. The obvious purpose of the person who wanted to put noble and dead was to be the position of the Northern Liang crown prince. Then, this person was Miaoji.

"What's wrong?" Lin Xuan'er observed his expression, worried about his appearance.

Song Jingran pursed the corner of her lips and shook her head. The more she knew, the more danger she would bring to her.

"Do you know who those were just now?" Lin Xuan'er might have not relieved her mood in the fright, so she did not think of connecting the killer with her noble status.

"Maybe some mountain thieves, don't care too much. Also, don't tell King Liang about this matter for the time being, so as not to cause him to misunderstand." Song Jingran was inevitably worried that his appearance here late at night would cause Gao Jin's misunderstanding. Moreover, he did not have conclusive evidence to prove that it was Miao Ji. If Gao Jin told this in advance, with Gao Jin's wisdom, he would definitely respond to Miao Ji. If Miao Ji became angry and hated Lin Xuan'er, then Lin Xuan'er would be in danger in the palace in the future, so he could not let her in any danger. He might find out the matter and tell Gao Jin.

Lin Xuan'er also knew that Song Jingran was worried about Gao Jin's misunderstanding, but how could he hide such a big thing? Besides, two palace servants died. She said in a little embarrassedly, "But those two palace servants..."

Only then did Song Jingran remember the two dead palace servants. The palace servants were obviously sent by Gao Jin. If they wanted to make excuses, it would be difficult.

"You don't have to worry about it. I'll explain it to King Liang." Song Jingran thought, and he went to say that even if Gao Jin had objections to him, at least he wouldn't make things difficult for Lin Xuan'er, and he still needed to consider this matter.

"How can that work? What if..." Before Lin Xuan'er finished speaking, Song Jingran interrupted her, "Don't worry, you forgot, I have the responsibility to protect you." He promised that Gao Jin would protect them well. I think Gao Jin would not be too embarrassed, and he was just doing his best.

Lin Xuan'er still looked worried. Song Jingran outlined the corners of her mouth and took her into her arms. She wanted to find a trace of shelter and nested in his arms, but forgot the wound on his body. Song Jingran instinctively "hissed".

"How is it? Does it hurt?" Lin Xuan'er immediately moved her body out and looked at him with a worried and self-blame look on her face.

Song Jingran smiled, "It seems that you can only hold me."

Lin Xuan'er lowered her eyes and smiled. Song Jingran took the opportunity to find a good seat and lay in her arms. Although the hot temperature was still too hot to match the warmth in his heart.

Lin Xuan'er stroked his jade hands through his black hair, glanced over his forehead, and described his outline. Everything was under his command, everything was that real; can dawn come slowly, slower, slower...

The next day, Lin Xuan'er woke up in a dazzling light. Song Jingran's figure was no longer in his arms, only a few remaining drops of dry blood proved that he had existed;

The horrible scene last night, if it weren't for the few drops of blood in front of her, would have really made her think it was a dream. Looking at the dry blood, she couldn't help but feel a little worried when she remembered his injuries.

Lin Xuan'er walked out of the house, and as usual in the yard, she walked to the place where the two palace servants were probably lying on the ground. Their bodies were no longer visible, and there was no blood. I think it was Song Jingran who had dealt with the bodies;

As the door behind her opened, she turned around and saw the miracle doctor walking out of Gao Shang's house. She hurried over because today was the seventh day of Gao Shang's detoxification here.

"Miscellaneous Doctor, he's a child..." Lin Xuan'er wanted to speak but stopped. Even if she didn't say anything, the miracle doctor must know what she was asking.

The miraculous doctor said, "I dare to ask my wife, is the son of the wife?"

Lin Xuan'er hesitated for a moment, shook her head and said, "It's my sister's son." She originally wanted to say that she was her own child, but she seemed to be a little refuted of the Dark Soul's qualification, but she would treat him like a parent-child.

"Why are you not a parent-child?" The genius doctor said and turned around and walked away. Although he couldn't see his expression clearly, he could hear his sigh from his voice. Perhaps he was also frightened by last night, after all, this is where others live.

"Doctor stay." Lin Xuan'er walked to the doctor, bowed and said, "Thank you for helping me last night. I don't want to do this and disturbed your retreat. I hope you will forgive me."

The miracle doctor was somewhat implicated in the incident last night, and she felt guilty, but she was surprised that the miracle doctor had such good martial arts skills.
Chapter completed!