Song Fuxin glanced at Lu Zhaoen and shook him off.
Lu Zhaoen was stunned and looked at Song Fuxin in confusion: "What are you doing? I'm here to save you!"
Song Fujin whispered: "I don't want to hurt you, and you don't have to save me. I don't want to owe you any favors!"
Lu Zhaoen was taken aback: "We have festivals and conflicts. Let's talk about it later. Do you have to say these things at this life-or-death moment?"
Song Fuxin no longer believed Lu Zhaoen. According to his observation, the men in black deviated a few points when they stabbed Lu Zhaoen with cold arrows.
Once the seeds of doubt were planted, Song Fuxin could no longer trust Lu Zhaoen, and now he would rather fend for himself.
Song Fuxin saw a very familiar carriage in front of him. He was stunned for a moment and immediately recognized it as Prince Liang's carriage and shouted.
King Liang's guards quickly stepped forward.
The men in black took one look and immediately retreated.
Song Fuxin got on the carriage of King Liang.
King Liang looked at Song Fuxin with a smile: "I have saved you again! But you are very unlucky these days. Why are there always people chasing you?"
Song Fujin was about to speak when suddenly King Liang rushed over and pinned Song Fujin under him.
Song Fuxin was stunned for a moment and saw a cold sword inserted into King Liang's arm.
The cold sword just pierced Song Fuxin's back vest. King Liang threw him down to block him, but the cold sword pierced King Liang's arm.
Song Fuxin was stunned for a moment, then quickly stepped forward and pinched Prince Liang's arm: "You..."
"Song Fujin, who did you provoke?" Prince Liang endured the pain and continued to complain, but suddenly he fell on Song Fujin's chest.
Song Fujin quickly hugged Lian Wengang: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, please bear with me, someone is coming, someone is coming, Your Majesty is injured!"
At this moment, the guard who was fighting with the man in black outside stepped forward and lifted the curtain. When he saw the scene in the carriage, his face turned pale with fright.
Just now, they were only following the men in black, but they didn't notice that a man in black quietly moved behind the carriage and wanted to stab Song Fuxin through the window.
This sword did not hurt Song Fuxin, but it hurt Liang Wang.
The guard hurriedly stepped forward and asked the coachman to drive quickly back to Prince Liang's Mansion.
In Prince Liang's mansion, Liu Qiankun came to see the injury for Prince Liang.
"Fortunately, the sword is not poisonous. Although the wound is deep, because it is an arm, it will not be life-threatening." Liu Qiankun said, taking out the medicine for golden sores, "Apply the medicine every day, along with the decoction to clear away heat and detoxify, for half a month.
The wound will heal, but you have to change the dressing frequently during the process, which may cause some pain!"
King Liang glanced at Song Fuxin, who was standing in front of the bed reproachfully: "You come and change the dressing!"
Song Fuxin nodded quickly: "Of course, as long as I still live in the palace, this will be a convenient thing. Besides, the prince was injured because of me..."
King Liang stretched out his arm: "Stop talking nonsense and apply the medicine first!"
Liu Qiankun handed the golden sore medicine to Song Fuxin.
Song Fuxin took the golden sore medicine and slowly put his head close to King Liang's arm.
Prince Liang lowered his eyes and looked at Song Fujin's furry head, and couldn't help but curl his lips and smile.
Liu Qiankun glanced at it and stepped out wisely.
Song Fuxin dipped his fingers in the medicine and applied it little by little on Prince Liang's arm.
The wound was really deep, with bones visible deep inside, and the two flesh openings were turned outwards. Although the bleeding had stopped, fine blood was still oozing out.
Song Fujin looked at his fingers and felt that they were so unhygienic, so he took a small stick and applied as much medicine as possible into the fingers.
When Song Fuxin applied the medicine with his fingers, Liang Wang felt the coldness traveling on his arm. Although it hurt, his heart was filled with ripples. Now that the gentle fingers were replaced by cold wood chips, Liang Wang felt that the wound was piercing his heart.
The pain.
"Hmm..." Prince Liang couldn't help but snorted.
Song Fujin's fingers trembled, and he lowered his voice and asked, "But does it hurt you?"
Prince Liang stretched out his finger and tapped Song Fuxin's chin: "You have indeed hurt me. How are you going to compensate me?"
Song Fuxin was a little embarrassed. He quickly pushed back, lowered his head and continued to apply the medicine. He said: "Both times, King Liang rescued Xianguan. This time, Xianguan was injured. Xianguan felt really sorry. If King Liang is the same in the future,
When there is a need to submit to an official position, the official will definitely obey his orders!"
"Very good, I want you to play chess with me for the rest of your life?" King Liang looked at Song Fuxin longingly.
Song Fuxin was stunned: "There are many people in this world who can play chess with His Majesty Prince Liang, why must they be high officials?"
"Because you are the second person who dares to defeat me and can defeat me!" King Liang looked at Song Fujin with a deep look in his eyes.
The first person is Ji Shiyi.
Song Fuxin was stunned for a moment, and could only smile and said: "Okay, if His Highness Prince Liang wants to play chess in the future, he will send someone to call the official, and he will definitely come!"
King Liang stretched out his finger: "Then we have made a deal. No matter whether we are friends or enemies at that time, as long as I want to play chess, you will be my chess friend!"
Song Fujin nodded.
King Liang couldn't help laughing.
While he was talking, the wound on King Liang's arm had been completely coated with medicine.
Song Fujin lowered his head to bandage him.
Prince Liang looked down at the man's handsome face and resisted the urge to touch him.
Now that he and Song Fujin are getting along very well, he must not be too impulsive and scare Song Fujin away.
Lu Zhaoen walked into Prince Cheng's Mansion dejectedly.
"It didn't succeed?" Silk Book asked, "Where are the people who went?"
"They are all dead, let King Liang's men kill them!" Lu Zhaoen said in a low voice.
"What's going on?" Silk Shu was stunned, "Didn't I ask you to stage a painful trick to deceive Song Fuxin?"
"Song Fuxin didn't believe me at all. At this moment, King Liang suddenly appeared, and the trick was performed by King Liang!" Lu Zhaoen said that King Liang was injured. Because of this, King Liang's bodyguards took cruel measures.
The guards in black who went to act were all dead, and he was almost implicated.
"The King of Liang was injured because of Song Fuxin?" Silk Book was even more surprised, "Where was the injury?"
"I don't know. I just saw a lot of blood dripping from the carriage and dripping on the ground." Lu Zhaoen said.
Silk Book hesitated for a moment, "You go back first, and don't come to Prince Cheng's Mansion these days!"
Lu Zhaoen had no choice but to comply.
Lu Zhaoen came out of Prince Cheng's Mansion and thought about it for a while. He always felt that what happened today was strange. Prince Liang had always cherished his life, and how could he, a majestic prince, get hurt for an official?
When Lu Zhaoen was leaving Prince Cheng's Mansion, he happened to see a carriage parked in front of Prince Cheng's Mansion.
Song Tuanyuan got off the carriage.
Lu Zhaoen instinctively hid aside and watched Song Tuanyuan get off the carriage.
Song Tuanyuan entered Prince Cheng's Mansion with a cold face.
Lu Zhaoen looked at Song Tuanyuan's back, his heart full of disappointment.
Once upon a time, he also wanted to be Song Fuxin's good brother. Although he couldn't reunite with Song, he could at least see her often. When did everything start to change?