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Chapter 385 Hou Rui's Surprise Attack
Ye Lanchen looked at him jokingly, "Let's not talk about whether it can be cured, Song Baoling is not willing, can you force her to do it?"

Zhang Qinghe was at a loss for words, "It seems that my fate with Miss Song is still shallow."

He said disappointedly, his brows and eyes were tinged with worry, "What is Miss Song's disease? Need to go out of the capital for treatment?"

Song Baoling's tone was calm, and the words he said were polite and distant, "It's not a serious illness, please worry about Mr. Zhang."

Zhang Qinghe saw that she refused to speak and did not ask any more questions, so he came beaming and left dejectedly.

He felt that he was still too abrupt, and the future will be long, so it's better to take it slowly.

Mrs. Song took her granddaughter's hand distressedly, and asked softly, "Bao Ling, are you still concerned about Prince Jun?"

Song Baoling's heart ached when he heard the name, and he denied it, "Don't worry about it, grandma, I won't see him again in the future."

She spoke slowly and firmly, Mrs. Song was a little surprised.

Although she doesn't approve of the two getting too close now, she doesn't want the two to sever contact. After all, the two families used to be in-laws, and the quarrel was too stiff, and it didn't look good.

Song Baoling could only nod his head, but on the way back to the courtyard, he met Hou Rui who was coming back.

On the other hand, Song Baoling, dressed in brocade and jade, is clean and exquisite, even if his face is haggard, he does not have a cool look.

But Hou Chunhong left a deep impression on her. When she wanted to make a move, she would always think of Hou Chunhong's lifeless face.

She looked at Hou Rui's hand, and saw a long armor on her hand.

How could human nails scratch such a deep hole?

She raised her hand to touch her neck, and there was hot and humid liquid, and blood flowed out continuously.

Blood flowed from the armor, Song Baoling took off the armor smoothly, and scraped the tip of the armor with his fingertips.

I can't tell what kind of eyes it was, despair, numbness, and the hatred and jealousy that burst out the moment I saw Song Baoling.

Her hair was pulled in a mess, her clothes were almost torn, covered in mud, she looked like a beggar on the edge of the city.

"Ahhh!" I didn't expect that it was easy to put on but difficult to take off.

After Hou Rui finished speaking, the belated servants came up together to suppress him.

Hou Rui screamed and wailed, her fingers connected to her heart, not to mention the pain on her fingertips.

And let Song Baoling die like this, she always felt that it was too cheap for her, she wanted Song Baoling to never lift his head up, like her, he could only be a mouse in the gutter forever.

"When you come back, you see that you don't have a man you like. Grandma will tell you to kiss him."

Mrs. Song said earnestly, "It's getting late, I'll wait for your return and see your opinion."

She squeezed the armor cover from her shoulders to her stomach, and with a little force, the armor cover pierced her clothes, and the cold armor cover was against Hou Rui's stomach.

Hou Rui struggled to get up, "Song Baoling! It's all because of you! Don't you know how to say it?"

Song Baoling collected himself, "Grandmother, it's our own decision."

Hou Rui was pinching Song Baoling's neck, Song Baoling's face was flushed, and Hou Rui had scratched several places on his body.

Song Baoling and her body were still weak, so she was still grabbed by Hou Rui. Lianjiao went up to pull Hou Rui, but was scratched by Hou Rui's paw.

Hou Rui was sweating in pain, the corners of her mouth moved, and said with a wry smile: "Song Baoling, I regret it, I should have killed you just now!"

Hou Rui turned her head when she heard Lianjiao's voice.

"Song Baoling! Why don't you die!" Hou Rui roared.

"Hou Rui, if you are honest and responsible, maybe the Hou Mansion can keep you safe for the rest of your life."

After hearing this, Song Baoling straightened up and put the armor aside, "How did you get out?"

"Bao Ling, have you misunderstood what your father and I meant? We just hope you two can keep a distance."

Song Baoling approached her slowly, and took off the armor from her.

Song Baoling was taken aback for a moment, there was still a year before she reached Jiji, and her grandmother was already planning to make an engagement for her.

"Hou Rui! Why is she back?" Lianjiao exclaimed, blinking vigorously to make sure she saw the right person.

"Is the baby in your belly still there?" Song Baoling asked.

"Hou...Hou Rui..." Song Baoling spoke intermittently, and suddenly, his neck lightened, and the suffocation disappeared.

Hou Rui's back was filled with coolness, and she nodded with difficulty, "It's still there."

She is like a fish on the chopping board, at the mercy of others, or in other words, she has been a fish on the chopping board all her life.

Yu Zikong and Ye Lanchen fell a little behind Song Baoling and Lianjiao, only when they saw Hou Rui did they go up to stop them.

Unwillingness and resentment enveloped her lifelessly, and she would never have a bright life.

There was a burning pain from the scratched place by Hou Rui, and she suddenly felt something was wrong while clutching the bleeding place.

Hou Rui shuddered, feeling that Song Baoling was about to stab in the next second, she shook her head and said softly, "Don't, don't."

Yu Zikong picked her up, and Ye Lanchen glanced at her, "You take her to bandage first, and I'll solve the problem over there."

The difference is that what Hou Rui wears is a sharp weapon, and it is only used to hurt people
Hou Rui said unwillingly, "It's a pity that I didn't catch your face—!"

One prayed for half his life but couldn't get a little bit of true love, while the other was born to be pampered and loved by all kinds.

Hou Rui stared at Song Baoling's face more and more disliked, "Song Baoling, if I ruin your face, will you still have the face to see others?"

What's more, according to her granddaughter's temperament, if she didn't think about it, she would never do anything wrong.

Song Baoling said, feeling a little helpless and intolerable, if there was no Hou Chunhong, maybe Hou Rui would do her own thing honestly and dutifully.

Mrs. Song couldn't say anything more, she patted Song Baoling's hand comfortingly, "Since this is the case, I won't participate too much."

"Okay." Yu Zikong nodded and strode away, Lianjiao was so painful that she couldn't speak, but her eyes were still fixed on Song Baoling.

Song Baoling paused and looked over, Hou Rui's face was haggard and yellow at the moment, and she seemed to have lost her soul.

Song Baoling sensed something was wrong and hid to the side, but Hou Rui's hatred was on top of him at the moment, and the strength and speed of the explosion were faster than usual.

Immediately, a small slit was shaved, and beads of blood coagulated out.

Ye Lanchen threw Hou Rui aside, went to help Song Baoling, and kept her behind.

"All of this is your own doing, it's your choice that made you who you are now!" Song Baoling replied coldly.

"Grandmother, isn't it too early for this matter?" Song Baoling refused in his words.

"They let me out." Hou Rui replied truthfully.

Song Baoling raised his eyebrows unsurprisingly, and directed the servant, "Take her out, check the door, and don't let her in again."

"Yes, ma'am."

Hou Rui was dragged away feebly by them.

(End of this chapter)