"Mr. Lang!"
Song Mo suddenly woke up when he heard the movement inside, and quickly pushed the door open and saw Lu Zhinian sitting there on the bed, clutching the corner of the quilt tightly and breathing heavily.
He quickly lit the lamp and walked over, and was shocked by Lu Zhinian's pale face.
"Mr. Lang, what's wrong with you? Are you suffering from a nightmare?"
Seeing the cold sweat rolling down his face, Song Mo approached him and tried to wipe his sweat with his hand, as if he had woken up the person on the bed.
Lu Zhinian pushed him away with a wave of his hand, and Song Mo was caught off guard and bumped into the bedpost. His lower back screamed out in pain, and the oil lamp in his hand was knocked over to the ground.
Lu Zhinian's eyes were scarlet when he raised his eyes on the bed, as if he hadn't seen Song Mo at all. He lifted the quilt and walked out quickly with bare feet.
"Mr. Lang!"
Song Mo hurriedly stepped forward to stop him: "It's late at night, where are you going?"
He just thought that Lu Zhinian was going to see Lu Chongyuan and the others, so he comforted him, "Master Lang, they are all resting now. If you want to see them tomorrow..."
"Get out of the way!" Lu Zhinian's eyes were red, "Tang Ning is injured!"
So much blood.
Tangning was calling him.
She was in severe pain and he wanted to see her...
Song Mo was stunned when he heard this: "Miss Song?".
Lu Zhinian pushed him away and ran out in his underwear with disheveled hair. His steps were messy and panicked. Song Mo quickly stepped forward and grabbed him.
"Mr. Lang, are you confused? Miss Song is fine. The injury on her face has been healed for a long time and is no longer a problem. Moreover, she just kicked you and Master Lang out today and said those heartless words. You are like this." Even if I go to Cuiyun Lane now, I won’t be able to see her.”
Lu Zhinian paused and said, "Cumulus Alley?"
"Yeah, Cumulus Lane."
Song Mo only thought that her husband was suffering from high fever and was confused, so he stopped him and said, "Have you forgotten? After Mrs. Song came back from Qishan more than a month ago, she had already moved to Jiuyun Lane. Princess Cheng also lives with her in Tang Mansion."
"She relied on the protection of that eunuch Xiao Yan to send everyone from the Duke of Song to prison. In the past two days, she even made a fuss about breaking off the engagement with you, and even publicly humiliated you and the master for breaking up with our Lu family..."
Lu Zhinian looked dazed: "Tang Ning... wants to break off the engagement..."
He stared blankly at Song Mo, his mind seemed to be filled with water and he woke up a little bit. The chaotic feeling of being restrained by the dream gradually faded away. When his rationality returned, he looked into the dimly lit room and suddenly remembered what he was doing today. Those cold words from Song Tangning in Cuiyun Lane.
Like thunder exploding in the sky, he turned pale and covered his forehead. Not only did he not feel relieved at all, but the basin after basin of blood in the dream went deeper and deeper into his heart, making his eyes filled with dazzling red.
Why……
Why is that scene happening?
Why did Tangning appear so bloody in his dream?
The screams calling "Brother Lu" lingered in his ears, and the bloody scene made him unable to get rid of it even if he shook his head vigorously.
He felt as if his mind was being torn apart by force. The pain was so painful that he wished he could faint. He hunched over to save his head and groaned.
"Mr. Lang!"
Song Mo panicked when he saw this, and hurriedly shouted outside: "Someone is coming, someone is coming quickly..."
"Don't scream." Lu Zhinian grabbed Song Mo.
"But Mr. Lang..."
"I'm fine."
Lu Zhinian's hands were so painful that his nails almost dug into his flesh. In his mind, it felt like someone was cutting out the flesh inch by inch with a knife. He pulled Song Mo and said in a low and trembling voice: "Go prepare the car, I want to go to Cuiyun Lane. "
"Mr. Lang?!"
Song Mo's face was instantly shocked. Seeing that he was sweating profusely and feeling weak, he couldn't help but said urgently:
"Why are you going to Jiuyun Lane? It's getting dark now, and the curfew is about to happen outside. If you go out of the house at this time and get hit by someone, it will be another mistake."
"Besides, Miss Song has just humiliated you and Master Lang during the day, and everyone in the house is angry with her. If you go to look for her at this time, Master Lang and the others will definitely be angry if they find out..."
Besides, given Song Tangning's cruelty towards Lang Jun, she would never see them at all.
However, Lu Zhinian couldn't listen to his words at all. He only endured his headache and said, "Go prepare the car."
"Mr. Lang..."
"I asked you to prepare a car!"
When Lu Zhinian raised his head, his eyes were full of red threads, and his voice was trembling when he spoke: "Don't you even listen to my words? If you can't tell who your master is, then get out of this yard now, I go alone!!"
He wants to see Song Tangning! !
After Lu Zhinian finished hissing, he pushed Song Mo away, turned around and walked out.
Song Mo suddenly became anxious and hurriedly caught up to him and said urgently: "Mr. Lang, don't be angry. Don't be angry. I'm going to ask someone to prepare the car."
Only then did Lu Zhinian be comforted: "Don't disturb Grandpa and the others, just go quietly."
Song Mo nodded: "Yes."
…
The capital city at night had long lost its hustle and bustle during the day. When Lu Zhinian wrapped his coat and drove to Jiuyun Lane, he only occasionally saw a few hurried pedestrians outside.
He closed his eyes and leaned against the car wall, seemingly taking a nap, but his lips were trembling and pale. His fingers curled up and tightly clenched the shirt on his knees, as if someone was driving an awl into his brain. There were protrusions on his temples on both sides. Jumping and tingling pain.
The carriage was not going bumpy, it just stopped for a moment when it missed the road and met pedestrians. The image flashed through Lu Zhinian's mind like thunder again.
In the dim room, a pungent fishy smell permeated the surroundings, and the visibly dilapidated bed sheets seemed to be broken at any time with a push.
"He" held Song Shulan with red hands and was full of heartache. On the bed opposite, Song Tangning, whose face was ugly and full of abscesses, was curled up there.
"It's not me, it's really not me, Brother Lu, I didn't hurt her."
The old quilt covered her legs, and she seemed unable to move her waist, so she could only cling to the edge of the bed with all her strength. When she raised her head full of sorrow, her face was horrifying, her almond-shaped eyes had lost their luster, and they were misty and full of tears.
Tang Ning's voice was hoarse and harsh: "I didn't touch her, I didn't... you believe me, Brother Lu..."
"Don't call me!"
The people in the picture couldn't see her tears at all, they just felt that the crying face was off-putting. He supported the weak woman beside him and said sternly:
"Isn't it you or Lan'er herself? There are only two of you in this room. Lan'er personally cut out the blood to use as medicine for you, and waited for your entrance, but you still made trouble with her?!"
Lu Zhinian heard the harsh and cold words spoken by "himself":
"Song Tangning, you have always been narrow-minded and have no tolerance for others. It was you who fell off the cliff and hurt your face. All of us are guilty of this and let you do whatever you want, but you push your limits and think that everyone in the world I owe you everything."
"These days, the Song family has been disturbed by you, and Lan'er has been hurt by you many times. She goes around asking for medical advice for you regardless of her previous grudges. She burns incense and prays for you every day. She wishes she could take her place for you. What else do you want? What do you want her to do?"
