Chapter 300

There was no time for other people to respond, he quickly poured the medicine soup in, and his expression was indifferent.

The man was choked for a while, coughing can not stop, there is a lot of dirt on the chin.

But as if they didn't see anything, they turned and went out. The sound of closing the door was mingled with a series of low coughs.

After a long time, the man finally slowly quiet down, feeling a wet and sticky chest, a bitter heart.

He is now only looking forward to his parents and children can live in peace, other dare not think.

Although he knew that his initial plan could be declared a failure, and those feelings that he tried hard to disguise probably turned into black and gray, Song Ci still had a slim hope in his heart, looking forward to his good luck.

Under such psychological guidance, Song Ci constantly tried to get permission to enter Ling Tianwang's study, whether active or passive.

Finally, when the wound on the man's neck finally crusted, Song Ci also achieved his goal.

He and Ling Tianwang walked side by side, his face was full of pride and excitement.

"Don't blame me, I naturally believe in the loyalty of the Lord, but other people's words can't be ignored easily," Song Ci said solemnly, but if he didn't pull the corner of his mouth to his ear, it might be more convincing.

Zhou ruo'an was beside Ling Tianwang. When he heard this, he could not help but curl his lips and sneer sarcastically, "the third prince's words are really funny. If you really believe in the loyalty of the Lord, you will not put forward such a strong request."

Looked at Zhou ruo'an one eye, Ling Tianwang's eye quickly crossed a few points smile.

He raised his hand and patted each other on the shoulder, looking at her eyes is helpless.

Although there was no communication between them, Zhou ruo'an understood the meaning of his actions.

Some reluctantly looked at Song Ci, Zhou ruo'an tightly closed his mouth.

This scene clearly fell in Song Ci's heart, like stretching out a hand and holding the fragile string in his heart.

The tacit understanding between the two seems to be a real eyesore, Song Ci thought in his heart.

Song Ci looked at Zhou ruo'an with a smile, and said, "Miss Zhou has a lot of support for Wang Ye, but as a woman, it's not good for you to be so close to a foreigner. If you let others know, it's not a joke that adult Zhou can't bring up children!"

Feel the hand body suddenly tight, Ling Tianwang fingers micro motion, across the thin cloth gently rub each other's shoulders.

He looked up at Song Ci without expression, and said calmly, "Miss Zhou and I are like each other. There's no need for the third prince to worry about anything."

Song Ci didn't expect that he would hear such a sentence. He couldn't help but stare, and his expression gradually became ferocious.

"Congenial? I didn't expect Wang Ye to be like this, "Song Ci said with a smile," well, Miss Zhou has retired from my marriage. "

Zhou ruo'an frowned slightly and looked at Song Ci with more disdain.

She thought that Song Ci was just a little smaller in her mind, but she was also a prince who was upright and upright. She should be open and aboveboard. However, she did not expect that the other party could even say such words of provocation. It was not like a prince, but like a woman busy fighting in the courtyard. It was pitiful.

But because of this, Zhou ruo'an's malice to Song Ci was not so strong.

Maybe it's because she understands that Ling Tianwang will not be provoked by him in any case, or maybe it's because such Song Ci let her completely put down her worry about Ling Tianwang's safety.

Even if Ling Tianwang falls down, he will never fall down because of the other side! Zhou ruo'an has a clear understanding in his heart.

Don't know what Zhou ruo'an thought in the heart, Ling Tianwang's fingers can't help but slightly force, the mood in the heart is complex.

After a long silence, Ling Tianwang said, "a person as beautiful as Zhou ruo'an deserves the best in the world."

Hearing this, Song Ci's face suddenly changed, but looking at Ling Tian's calm eyes, he couldn't say anything.

Even if he knew Ling Tianwang's satire, he had to look ignorant, because he had to keep his bearing as a prince.

Looking at Song Ci's expression for a long time, Zhou ruo'an could not help but let out a slight Tut, with a bit of disgust in his eyes.

Why do you dare not admit what you have done? As long as you don't admit it, none of this has happened? Zhou ruo'an didn't understand and didn't want to understand.

Fortunately, Ling Tianwang is a real and praiseworthy person, Zhou ruo'an thought in his heart. Unconsciously, he raised his head slightly and looked at the person walking beside him.

"Don't worry," Ling Tianwang shook his head, quietly comforting.

Zhou ruo'an was stunned for a moment, and then couldn't help laughing. The laughter was as clear as a silver bell.Song Ci's step had a slight invisible pause, and then walked faster, with some confusion, but also with some eagerness to get rid of the nearby voice.

Finally, seeing the door that she had been thinking about for a long time, Song Ci could not help but let out a breath.

"Wang Ye," Song Ci said with a fake smile, "offended."

After that, he didn't wait for Ling Tianwang to react. He waved and directed the people who followed him to rush in.

Ling Tianwang stood beside him with no expression on his face, hearing the noise of things being moved.

Song Ci's vision has been on Ling Tianwang, and has not moved a cent.

No one knows why he is like this, maybe he wants to see the panic expression of the other party, or he just can't find his own eyes

In the cell at the moment, the boy lay half dead on the straw, looking at the front, with no expression in his eyes.

After he was determined by the doctor that he would not die easily, he was moved from the comfortable room to the dark prison. After these days, he had already adapted to everything here, including the mice running by his feet.

"Wow..."

Next to the sudden ring of a chain impact sound, at the same time, there are gradually approaching footsteps.

He didn't move, like he didn't hear anything.

"Dead?" The visitor kicked him with his toes in disgust and asked impatiently.

I don't know what it is for. The thief stubbornly doesn't speak, and maintains his own movement, like a failed sculpture.