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Chapter 117 Subtle Feelings

The bright red blood dripped down Jun Tingsheng's palm, Song Baoling's heart tightened suddenly when he saw this scene, and he reacted instantly and ran in front of him.

"Are you OK?!"

Jun Tingsheng looked at the injured hand and frowned, "It's okay, it's just a skin injury, not a bone."

At this time, Pei Shilang also came back to his senses, and stepped forward to restrain Pei Lin, "Come on, take the son down quickly so that you can watch him, and don't let him hurt you again."

Song Baozhu suddenly laughed foolishly, now she has no hope, but finally she doesn't have to marry that idiot Pei Lin again.

"What are you people from the Song family still doing in a daze? Take her away! I don't want to see this poisonous woman again!"

Pei Shilang let out an angry roar, Li Shi looked at Mrs. Song when she saw this, and after she nodded, she quickly grabbed Song Baozhu and left.

As soon as they left, Pei Shilang walked up to Jun Tingsheng: "If the prince hadn't helped you today, Lin'er would have been..."

"Pei has thanked the son here. If the son is useful in the future, just open his mouth and make up his mind to repay this kindness."

Hearing this, Jun Tingsheng lowered his head slightly, "Master Pei is serious, but Mr. Ling's mind is different from ordinary people, and he will be easily deceived and used by others. Mr. Pei needs to pay more attention to him in the future."

"What the prince said is that I know it."

Seeing that the bandage on Jun Tingsheng's hand was already soaked in blood, Song Baoling couldn't care less about anything else, hurriedly bid farewell to Minister Pei and hurried away with him.

When the two came out of Pei's mansion, the blood on Jun Tingsheng's hand hadn't stopped yet, and Song Baoling became even more nervous when he saw this.

"Your wound needs to be dealt with quickly. There is a medical clinic in front of you. Let's go there."

After speaking, Song Baoling asked the driver to speed up, while her hand kept pressing on Jun Tingsheng's wound.

Jun Tingsheng was very satisfied with the nervousness she showed, and deliberately exaggerated his threats, "Pei Lin is too strong, I don't know if he broke his tendons."

"If it is really broken, I'm afraid it will be difficult to restore it in the future. I don't know if I can protect you with the sword."

Hearing this, Song Baoling paused slightly, then looked up at him: "You'll be fine, I just checked, it's just a flesh injury, not a muscle or bone injury."

"Besides, this is left-handed, and you are not left-handed. What does it have to do with whether you can hold a sword?"

As she spoke, she patted Jun Tingsheng's right hand, "And even if you really can't hold a sword in the future, I can protect myself and you."

Seeing that Song Baoling cared so much about him, Jun Tingsheng was very excited. He had worked so hard for so long and it finally paid off.

On the other side, as soon as Li's group returned to the residence, the Pei family's divorce letter followed. Mrs. Song looked at Song Baozhu who was laughing like a madman all the way, and couldn't help sighing.

She thought it would be a good marriage, but it turned out to be such a mess, and now her granddaughter even attempted to kill indirectly.

The next day, Song Baichuan knew the ins and outs of the whole incident, including the fact that Song Baoling saved Pei Lin but deliberately concealed it.

"It's fine to mess around on weekdays. Don't you know Mrs. Pei loves her son like her life? She deliberately concealed Pei Lin's whereabouts and caused such a big commotion in Pei's residence."

Song Baichuan looked at Song Baoling with a serious face, and seeing her buried her head in silence, she immediately frowned displeasedly: "Why didn't you speak? Or do you think I'm wrong?"

However, Song Baoling still lowered his head, but still whispered unconvinced: "What Daddy said was wrong."

"What did you say?"

Song Baoling pursed her lips and mustered up the courage to look up, "I did nothing wrong. If Pei Lin showed up in the first place, then Song Baozhu would definitely take the opportunity to blame me for this matter."

"It's not a big deal for me to be framed, but she is determined to kill Pei Lin. If she is allowed to escape this time, then Pei Lin may not be so lucky next time, and our entire Song family will be implicated by her. "

As soon as these words came out, Jun Tingsheng, who was watching, also said at the right time: "Master Hou, I was there the whole time when this happened, and I don't think there is anything wrong with what Linger did."

"At that time, if we told the whole story, Song Baozhu would have her own words. Only in this way can she learn a lesson."

Song Baichuan frowned in dissatisfaction. It's not that he didn't understand the reason, but he didn't want to see Song Baoling become more and more extreme and scheming.

"It's getting late, my son should go back to Chengyang Palace earlier, I will teach Ling'er myself, so you don't need to worry about me."

Jun Tingsheng knew that he was chasing people away, looked at Song Baoling who was unhappy, and finally left.

As soon as the others left, Song Baichuan immediately changed his expression, and stared at Song Baoling sharply: "Now you are really getting bolder and bolder, and you dare to make your own decisions about everything."

"In the past, I let you go. From now on, I won't ignore you anymore. Immediately, you are confined to the mansion, and you are not allowed to step out of the mansion without my permission!"

Song Baoling's eyes widened suddenly, and before he even had time to argue for his freedom, Song Baichuan strode towards the door, looking very determined.

"What, it's not my fault."

Song Baoling complained aggrievedly, walked to the table and sat down, thinking about it, he still felt that he had done nothing wrong.

For a whole day, Song Baoling didn't step out of the house, not even out of his small courtyard.

Thinking that she would have to stay in the mansion every day, she felt very depressed, but Jun Tingsheng was also forbidden to have too much contact with him.

"Linger."

A familiar voice sounded outside the door. Song Baoling lay on the table and looked at the door. When the figure appeared, he yelled aggrievedly: "Second brother."

Song Lianming had just returned from out-of-town and learned that Song Baoling had been grounded due to the incident in Pei's residence yesterday, so he came to comfort her without even returning to his room.

"Second brother has heard about the matter. Uncle's grounding you at home is not to punish you, but to worry that you will be targeted by someone with a heart, so you must not be angry with him."

Song Baoling tilted his head to look at him, sighed softly, "Second Brother, I'm not angry with Dad, I know he's doing it for my own good."

Song Lianming saw that she didn't seem to be lying, but she obviously looked unmotivated, as if there was something bothering her.

"Since you didn't blame Uncle, could it be that your current appearance is because of... Jun Tingsheng?"

"Because of him? No, I don't feel that way about him, but... I always feel a little regretful."

"What regrets?"

"I can't say it, it just feels amazing."

On this point, Song Baoling did not lie. Her feelings for Jun Tingsheng are indeed complicated. When they are together, should they say that they have a good heart, or does Jun Tingsheng know her too well? In short, it feels very comfortable to be with him .

But in her opinion, their relationship is limited to uncle and niece, and there should be no other affections involved.

(End of this chapter)