That look was like a beast that had lost its cubs, a wolf full of hatred.
Never!
Never!
Xue Yue had never seen this hatred look in his son's eyes. He was a little dazed for a moment and he unconsciously took a few steps back.
Yes, it's hatred!
Teeth-gripping hatred.
Is all this for that woman?
"Go back with me, I won't kill her!" Xue Yue suddenly sighed softly.
"No!" Xue Bing's tone was extremely firm: "I won't leave her alone."
As he said that, Xue Bing picked up Luo Ling: "I want to send her back."
"She hit me!" Xue Yue said lightly: "You can't save her."
“So what?”
Xue Bing turned around and looked at his father quietly: "If I can't save her, then I would rather die with her!"
"Is it worth it?"
"You don't understand!" Xue Bing smiled slightly, and a tear fell gently on Luo Ling's cheek.
Xue Yue didn't say anything, but just glanced at his son indifferently, turned around and left with his subordinates. Xue Bing hugged Luo Ling and looked at his father's back with a little confused look.
what to do?
How to go next?
Luo Ling is seriously injured now. If he is not treated in time, he may not be able to save his life, but...
At this moment, someone suddenly exclaimed in his ear: "Xue Bing, what's wrong with Ling'er?"
When I looked back, it was Yuwen Haoyu.
It's him!
Why is he here?
Thinking of Luo Ling and Yuwen Haoyu being together, Xue Bing felt a burst of pain in his heart, as if a sharp thorn was pierced into his bones.
Just as my father asked himself just now: "Is it worth it?"
Perhaps from the beginning, I had already lost, but after all this, I still lost to Yuwen Haoyu.
But, isn't it worth it?
"What's wrong with Ling'er?"
Xue Bing carefully placed Luo Ling on the ground, then gently wiped the blood marks on the corner of her mouth, and said lightly: "Don't you look at it yourself?"
Xue Bing felt indescribable about the man in front of him.
The person who was with Luo Ling was himself, but he was the one who won in the end.
A hint of panic, a hint of panic, and a hint of pain and uneasiness flashed in Yuwen Haoyu's eyes. He lowered his head and tried to make a tone that had nothing to do with him: "Are you hurt?"
"Yes, she was seriously injured!" Xue Bing squatted there, turned his head slightly to look at the 'winner' with an uncertain face, and felt sad, "Ling'er's heart belongs to the man in front of him after all!
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"She...she..." Yuwen Haoyu swallowed hard, and finally made a heartbroken, "Whether she is injured or not has anything to do with me?"
"Isn't it okay?" Xue Bing smiled coldly, "Then why are you here?"
"I...I'm just here to check it out!"
"Is it fun to deceive myself like this?" Xue Bing stopped staring at Yuwen Haoyu. He squatted there and stared quietly at Luo Ling's cheek.
Yuwen Haoyu remained silent, but he knew that his heart was beating restlessly.
"Forget it, there is nothing to say with you!"
Xue Bing sighed, picked up Luo Ling, and turned around to leave.
Yuwen Haoyu frowned: "Wait!"
"Is there something wrong?"
"Perhaps, you should let me take Ling'er away. I have the best imperial doctor in my palace who can heal her wounds."