Chapter 94 Are you still unwilling to forgive me?

Chapter 94 Are you still unwilling to forgive me?

"Shocking bird."

Song Shiwei called out anxiously.

Jingque pushed the door open and walked in. Before she could ask, she heard Song Shiwei say, "Go and find out if Prince Ling went to court this morning."

"Yes."

Although Jingque didn't know what had happened, seeing that Song Shiwei was so anxious she didn't ask any questions and hurried to find out the news.

Song Shiwei waited anxiously.

The wild flowers must have been sent by Xiao Jingheng. It was probably because it was too dark that he didn't notice the bloodstains on them.

I just don't know if this is his blood or someone else's?

Xiao Jingheng is now favored by His Majesty and is in high spirits. I'm afraid the Empress and the Crown Prince can't sit still anymore.

But he insisted on picking flowers for her. Didn't this give them an opportunity to take advantage of him?

Half an incense stick later, Jingque came back and said, "Miss, I have inquired. His Royal Highness Prince Ling took leave this morning and did not go to court."

Upon hearing this, Song Shiwei's face suddenly changed, and she couldn't help feeling a little flustered.

He didn't even go to the morning court. I guess Xiao Jingheng was injured.

She turned around and took some medicine from the cabinet to treat internal and external injuries, then said to Jingque, "Let's go to Prince Ling's Mansion."

Jingque followed her and asked curiously, "What happened to His Royal Highness Prince Ling?"

Song Shiwei said: "The wild flowers he gave me were stained with blood, so he must have been injured."

Jingque was a little surprised, she said: "Last night I heard some noises and found out it was the prince.

If it was in the past when the prince came to see the young lady, he would have done it without anyone noticing and would not have let this servant find out."

When Song Shiwei heard her say this, she became even more worried.

She took a deep breath and said, "If Xiao Jingheng was really assassinated, I'm afraid there must be someone watching in front of Prince Ling's mansion now."

She asked Jingque: "Can you take me into the mansion without alerting them?"

Jingque nodded and said, "There is a secret passage in Prince Ling's mansion, which was dug by the prince to get rid of those who were following him. I will take the young lady in through the secret passage."

The master and servant rode in a carriage to a courtyard one street away from Prince Ling's Mansion.

Jingque took Song Shiwei into the secret passage in the yard, and the exit of the secret passage was in a stone cave in the garden of Prince Ling's Mansion.

After leaving the garden, Song Shiwei, led by Jingque, came to the yard where Xiao Jingheng lived.

Qing Mo, who was guarding the door, was startled when he saw them, then he clasped his fists and bowed with some joy: "Miss Song, why are you here?"

Song Shiwei asked him, "Is your prince seriously injured?"

Qing Mo looked at her in surprise and asked, "How did Miss Song know this?"

Jingque thought he was being nosy: "Don't worry about how the young lady knew about it. How badly was the prince injured? What exactly happened?"

Qing Mo replied: "Although the prince's injury was not serious, the sword was smeared with poison. Fortunately, the doctor has treated it and his life is not in danger."

Song Shiwei's face darkened and she pushed the door and walked in.

I saw Xiao Jingheng lying on the bed with a pale face, and he was sleeping.

She walked over and stood in front of the bed, looking at him quietly. His injury should be on the shoulder blade, which was covered with a layer of gauze.

He is so injured yet still thinking of sending her flowers. What a fool.

Song Shiwei really wanted to scold him, but she couldn't bear it when she saw his sickly appearance. She sighed and sat down in front of the bed.

Perhaps he noticed something, Xiao Jingheng slowly opened his eyes in his sleep.

Seeing Song Shiwei in front of him, he was slightly stunned, and then laughed: "Sure enough, I can only see you in my dreams."

Song Shiwei frowned and said, "Don't you come through my window every night to see me?"

After hearing the voice, Xiao Jingheng suddenly woke up. He sat up hastily but pulled the wound on his shoulder, causing him to frown in pain.

Song Shiwei hurriedly supported him and said, "Don't move if you are injured."

She took a pillow and placed it behind Jamel Xiao so that he could lean against the head of the bed, then asked, "What kind of poison was it? Has it been cured?"

Xiao Jingheng looked at her tenderly and said, "Last time, I was poisoned but I didn't die.

Senior Guanglingzi said that my physical condition has changed because of a blessing in disguise, and ordinary poisons have no effect on me, so you can rest assured."

Song Shiwei recalled that when she rescued him, his injuries were much more serious than they are now.

She glared at him and said, "You know someone wants to kill you, but you're still restless and running around? Do you really think you have nine lives?"

"Don't be angry, I know I was wrong."

Xiao Jingheng didn't dare to refute and could only admit his mistake obediently.

Song Shiwei felt like her punch was hitting cotton.

She took out the medicine bottles she had brought with her, stuffed them all into his arms and said, "These are all the good things Guanglingzi gave me. I think you are familiar with them. Keep them."

Xiao Jingheng looked at the bottles and jars in his arms and his heart was moved.

He couldn't help but reached out and hugged Song Shiwei, and said in a hoarse voice: "You care about me too, don't you?"

He didn't expect Song Shiwei to come to see him. Yesterday, he felt that he had no hope, but he was unwilling to give up.

So he went to pick flowers again under the cover of night, but he didn't expect to be ambushed on the way back. This injury seemed to bring him hope.

Song Shiwei wanted to push him away, but she didn't dare to move because she was worried about the injury on his shoulder. She said, "Don't do such stupid things in the future."

Xiao Jingheng's heart skipped a beat. He let go of Song Shiwei and looked at her with a hint of panic in his eyes and asked, "You...you still won't forgive me?"

He held Song Shiwei's hand and said, "I know, I was wrong. I shouldn't have lied to you and left without saying goodbye."

Xiao Jingheng looked at her with mist in his eyes and a painful expression: "After my mother died, I was ridiculed and treated coldly in the palace. After leaving Beijing, all I thought about was revenge.

When I fell off the cliff and into the icy lake, I thought I was really going to die, but the process of death was so long.

I held on to my last bit of consciousness until I met you.

The moment I saw you, I seemed to see a ray of light in the darkness.

Do you know that the six months I spent with you in Qingshui Town were actually the happiest and most relaxing days of my life.

I thought about abandoning everything in the past and just being an ordinary A'mo and staying with you forever, but in the end I still couldn't let go of the hatred.

Later, when I rushed back to Qingshui Town, I heard the news that you were getting married. By the time I returned to the capital, it was too late. "

When Song Shiwei heard him talk about this, her eyes couldn't help but turn red.

Xiao Jingheng continued: “You asked me before why I appeared in the Shen family.

Actually, I am here to rob a bride. I want to ask you, are you still willing to elope with me?"

Song Shiwei sniffed, trying not to let her tears fall. She asked, "Then why don't you recognize me?"

"Because I'm scared."

Jamel Xiao laughed at himself: “I’m afraid you won’t agree to me, I’m afraid you will break up with me.

I want to tell you when you fall in love with me as Xiao Jingheng, so that you won't abandon me. "