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Chapter 380 Rong Ling Ill
"This is because people have to drink medicine when they are sick. How can you get better if you don't take medicine? Son, although this medicine is bitter, it can cure the disease. Mother really hurts seeing you sick. I really want to be sick for you. .”

Rong Lingniang sat by the bed, her well-maintained eyes glowed with water, and she wiped her tears with a handkerchief, but she didn't see the light flashing in Rong Ling's eyes.

It was a really good idea to be sick for him.

However, the choice of this person is limited, they can only be relatives of Rong Ling.

With an idea in mind to solve the pain in Rong Ling's mind, his whole body seemed to be at peace, and the irritability between his brows disappeared.

It has been three days, and there has been no movement for three days. They can really sit still.

Could it be that he doesn't care about Yun'er's life.

That's right, Wu'er is just a servant, how could they compromise with him for her sake, it seems that he still thinks too much of their friendship, a Wu'er can't influence them at all, it can't make them mess up the goal of.

Rong Ling asked the maid to help his mother back to the house, and he asked for a pen and paper to write a letter to Shangguan Ming.

As soon as An An received Rong Ling's reply, he didn't report to Wen Xin immediately. He listened to Ximen Leng's words and went to find Shangguan Ming alone, and suppressed the fact that Rong Ling had sent the letter back.

Wen Xin and Wei An stayed close to take care of Lu'er. They have not eaten or drank for three days. There is no problem with Lu'er's body function. This is not an ordinary person's body.

They had a guess in their hearts that in this state, Wu'er might be able to sleep for thousands of years.

In Shangguan Ming's room, the door was tightly closed, An Yi and Ying Er, Ximen Leng Chonglou, Zhou Yunxuan were all gathered in his room.

After reading the letter, Shangguan Ming looked angry and impulsively wanted to tear the letter into pieces, but when he thought of Wen Xin, he suppressed the anger in his heart, threw the letter on the table, and said to them: "You guys should take a look too. , are you going or not?"

In the letter, Rong Ling said that he was seriously ill and could not deliver the antidote in person, and he asked Shangguan Ming to go to his mansion to get the antidote in person.

After reading the letter, An Yi's whole body began to feel bad. This is not an idea of ​​going to the prince, but this is a trap. If he goes, his innocence may be lost.

With a constipated look on his face, An Yi touched Ximen Leng with his hand, and then looked at him in distress, what should they do.

If Shangguan Ming went to Rong's mansion, his innocence might be lost, but if he didn't go to Rong's mansion, Wen Xin would not be able to resist looking for Rong Ling sooner or later because of his nephew. At that time, not only Wen Xin and the child in her belly would be in danger, but even the only child in her belly would be in danger. Ann is also in danger of being exposed.

But as Shangguan Ming's former subordinate, he was really worried about Shangguan Ming. If Rong Ling relied on his martial arts to put him in the room, and a bully came to force him, what face would Shangguan Ming have to show Wen Xin in the future? .

No, with Shangguan Ming's temper, I'm afraid Rong Ling will die with him before Rong Ling wins, and he may not be able to hurt Rong Ling after they die together.

As soon as An thought of it, everyone thought of it.

Especially Shangguan Ming, that's why he wanted to tear up the letter.

No one in the room spoke, Shangguan quietly meditated, and said in a deep voice: "I'll go to the Rong Mansion later." If that guy really dared to do anything to him, even if he couldn't die with him, he would desperately bite off a piece of him The meat comes.

No matter what Rong Ling would do to him, what he would ask him to do with the antidote, just thinking about it would make him feel sick, but for Wen Xin not to take risks, for the unborn child, he had to swallow this disgust .

"Actually, I think Rong Ling has some scruples. If he didn't have scruples, he wouldn't just poison Wuer instead of killing her. He didn't choose to shoot Wen Xin in the front yard that day, and after being exposed by Man Dong , Although he had annoyance in his mind, he left in a hurry. These things all show that he has scruples, and he is confident that he does not have the ability to win Wenxin." Zhou Yunxuan analyzed with a frown.

They were afraid that Rong Ling would attack him recklessly, because they didn't know his details, and they were afraid that Wen Xin would not be able to beat him, but Rong Ling might have the same worry in his heart, that they were also afraid that they would make a desperate attack, and worried that he would not be able to beat Wen Xin.

As long as everyone thought about it, they felt that what Zhou Yunxuan said was reasonable.

Shangguan Ming was going to Rong's mansion, but everyone kept it from Wen Xin and Wei An.

Man Dong and Yu An told Wen Xin that Shangguan Ming had gone to the kitchen to make soup. Normally, Shang Guan Ming would also go to the kitchen to make soup at this time. Wen Xin just nodded to Man Dong and Yu An, without thinking too much.

An Yi and Ximen Leng stayed in the kitchen, guarding the pot of chicken soup, praying in their hearts that Shangguan Ming's trip would go smoothly and nothing would happen.

Standing outside the gate of the Rong Mansion, the white lanterns hung because of Aunt Zi's funeral were taken down, and the sides of the gate looked bare. His thoughts couldn't help but go back to the first time he came here, thinking of those two disgusting red lanterns , Shangguan Ming really didn't want to go into this boring place.

He was wearing a blue cloak to cover his striking white hair, and the brim of the hat was very low. As long as he lowered his head a little, no one would see his face.

The gate of the Rong Mansion was wide open, and a few guards guarding the gate saw Shangguan Ming standing outside the gate suspiciously, looking like he wanted to enter but didn't want to.

Looking at Shangguan Ming's clothes again, he was dressed strangely, the cloak covered his whole body.

They knew that the expensive clothes were very expensive, but they couldn't name them. They were the clothes only worn by young masters.

After several times of construction in his heart, watching the time go by bit by bit, Shangguan Ming strode up the steps. Now that he has decided to come, he can't back down.

Seeing Shangguan Ming walking in front of them, several young men recovered their senses and hurriedly followed Shangguan Ming's footsteps, yelling that he could not go in.

Shangguan Ming stopped walking, his body was as straight as a pine and cypress, and he looked at the boy with a displeased look in his eyes.

The boy saw Shangguan Ming from a distance last time, and that beautiful appearance had already been engraved in his heart. Shangguan Ming turned his head, and when he saw the person coming, his legs softened and he knelt on the ground, stammering: "Ming Ming Lord."

"Go and tell Rong Ling that the king is here to get something."

Hearing the words "Ben Wang", the servant didn't dare to be slow, and ran towards Rong Ling's house, forgetting to ask someone to greet Shangguan Ming.

Shangguan Ming walked along a quiet path to a pavilion with no one to guide him. He sat on the corridor beside the pavilion and looked up at the surrounding scenery. There were lotus flowers growing in the nearly [-]-meter-square lake. It has not yet opened, and there is a piece of green lotus leaves in the eyes. Fish swimming around in the pond are looking for food. They swim happily without any worries and worries.

There is only this pavilion in a radius of 20 meters, and there are no buildings around it, so the environment is very quiet.

This is indeed a good place, but the premise is that this is not the Rong Mansion, and there is no that disgusting figure.

As long as he thinks of that disgusting figure, no matter how good the scenery is, it will become a dead scene in his eyes, no different from looking at the desert.

Seeing that there was still fish food in the corridor, and wondering when Rong Ling would come to see him, Shangguan Ming held the fish food in his hand a little bored, leaning against the corridor with his upper body, throwing his slender and strong hand into the lake every now and then. Feed the fish.

Watching the colorful fish scrambling happily for food, the breeze swept across the lake and pounced on his face. The cool breeze calmed his irritable heart slowly.

(End of this chapter)