"Liu Xiangchen, you are such a devil. You trap me here and keep humiliating me." Song Jingrong couldn't think of a reason for Liu Xiangchen to do this, except to humiliate him.
"Hurt you? Ha, Song Jingrong is relieved to see you like this. After all, there is a person like you in this world who is more pitiable than me."
"Liu Xiangchen, I'm stupid. I shouldn't have believed you from the first time you said you wanted to cooperate with me. You don't have any good intentions. In your eyes, everyone is just a tool to be used by you. But I’m very curious, why did you do so much? Just for the Liu family’s kindness in taking you in? It’s so ridiculous!”
The man's intuition told Song Jingrong that Liu Xiangchen's thoughts towards Liu Qingge were clearly unusual and really ridiculous. The woman Liu Xiangchen longed for was already someone else's wife. What was even more ridiculous was that the woman was still his nominal niece!
Naturally, Song Jingrong's little thoughts couldn't be hidden from Liu Xiangchen. He pinched Song Jingrong's chin and said in a sinister voice: "Put away your stupid little tricks. You are worthless in front of me."
Then he turned back and said: "Xue Liankang, what are you waiting for? Why don't you come and get blood soon!"
At this time, a figure walked out of the dark corner. It was Xue Liankang who had disappeared for a long time. Song Jingrong looked at Xue Liankang with red eyes: "My father is not kind to your Xue family. What you Xue family does is worthy of the Song Dynasty." !”
Xue Liankang smiled nonchalantly, put his hands in the basin in front of him, washed them carefully before saying, "Are you talking about our Yue Clan?"
Song Jingrong was directly shocked. He did not expect that the Xue family was also a descendant of the Bai dynasty. He said in disbelief: "Impossible, the Bai and Yue clan should-"
"They should all be dead, right?" Xue Liankang sneered and continued: "What a pity, our Xue family is doing well, and the Bai family is now in charge of Zhongzhou again. The Song Dynasty is just a thing of the past after all!"
"Impossible. Our Song Dynasty and its descendants will definitely kill all of you when the time comes!" Song Jingrong now understands that the purpose of these people approaching him in the first place is to gain the power of the Song Dynasty!
"What do you think the Song family can do now to stop Tianqi? Are you counting on the missing prince?"
Song Jingrong did not expect that Xue Liankang revealed the biggest secret of Emperor Song Ming as soon as he opened his mouth. In fact, Emperor Song Ming had four princes at that time, but because the real eldest prince had been lost, he never recognized the real eldest prince.
"Who...are you?" Song Jingrong was completely shocked.
Apart from his father and him, the only people who knew about this matter were those who slipped out of the palace back then.
The palace maid is the biological mother of the real eldest prince.
"Who am I? I've already said it. I'm from the Moon Clan. The Third Prince won't let others know the current situation."
As soon as Xue Liankang finished speaking, he took a needle and pierced Song Jingrong's body.
Song Jingrong was in terrible pain, and beads of sweat kept coming out on his forehead. He said in pain: "What are you going to do with me? Why don't you just kill me."
Liu Xiangchen said: "How can I kill you? Your blood is so precious. If I kill you, I'm afraid no one in the world can save Ge'er."
Song Jingrong was shocked, and then he vaguely understood his purpose for Liu Xiangchen. He said tremblingly: "You...you mean...my blood...can save...Liu Qingge?"
"Of course, if this were not the case, do you think you would still have a chance to live?"
After Xue Liankang finished taking the blood, he gave Song Jingrong the medicine and stuffed a piece of cotton cloth into Song Jingrong's mouth.
"Don't worry, you won't die no matter what. As long as I'm here, your life will last another day."
"Well..." Song Jingrong glared at Xue Liankang, then seemed to accept his fate, and then closed his eyes.
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Tianqi, Zhongzhou Imperial Palace.
Liu Qingge covered her chest and said, "I don't know why, but my chest always hurts. After the imperial doctor looked at it, he said there was nothing wrong."
Leng Wushuang comforted him: "Have you been too tired recently, so your heart hurts a little now?"
Liu Qingge shook his head and said: "The imperial doctor couldn't explain why. He just told me to have a good rest. I haven't stayed up late these past few days. I don't know why I still feel some pain."
"It's okay, as long as Ge'er just takes this red pill!"
Liu Qingge raised her eyes and saw Liu Xiangchen approaching with a medicine bottle in his hand. She said in surprise, "Uncle, why are you here?"
Liu Xiangchen's eyes darkened, he looked at Liu Qingge and said with a forced smile: "I have a pill here, which is specially designed to treat your heartache. As long as you take it for a while, your disease will be cured."
Leng Wushuang looked at Liu Xiangchen with a wary expression.
Instead, Liu Xiangchen smiled and said, "What? Do you still think that I will harm Ge'er?"
Leng Wushuang said coldly: "Of course not."
"Then you put this medicine away and I'm leaving." After saying that, Liu Xiangchen disappeared.
Leng Wushuang handed the medicine bottle to Liu Qingge and asked, "Are you sure Ge'er wants to take this medicine?"
"Little uncle, there is no reason to harm me. Even if I die, this apocalypse will not be in his hands. If it is because of other things, it will be even more unnecessary."
After that, Liu Qingge swallowed the pill directly. After a while, her heart no longer hurt as much as before.
"Looking at Ge'er's expression, it seems to be much better."
Liu Qingge wondered: "I really don't know what this pill is made of, but I feel a lot more relaxed."
Leng Wushuang heard Liu Qingge say that his condition had improved, and then he felt relieved and said, "As long as it is effective for your disease, it's just that according to Liu Xiangchen, this pill is a red pill. I'm afraid this pill will have any side effects."
"I don't feel anything at the moment. I heard that the red pill can make Emperor Song Ming—" Liu Qingge said, his face turned red, and he continued without finishing his words: "You said that the red pill was given to Emperor Song Ming, right? An experimental product, it’s not that the red pill is useless at all, but it was just for Emperor Song Ming to test the medicine.”
Hearing what Liu Qingge said, Leng Wushuang suddenly realized: "It is indeed possible. The red pill Liu Xiangchen Hongwan gave you now is probably the finished product."
"When the red pill was given to Emperor Song Ming, he said it could lead to immortality. Could it be that this red pill can really lead to immortality?"
Leng Wushuang laughed and said: "How is it possible? How is it possible that there is the art of immortality in this world?"
Liu Qingge felt that it was not impossible. After all, she had been reborn, so what was impossible in this world!
It's just that Liu Xiangchen's behavior this time is too different from the previous life, but Liu Xiangchen has never done anything to hurt her, so Liu Qingge has always trusted Liu Xiangchen.
