Chapter 945 Song Lang, Please, Don't Go.

Qian Hua fixed Song Lang's face and asked, "Qian Fang was really poisoned? Was it your poison?"

Song Lang's face was calm, he only raised his brows slightly, and there was a hint of mocking coldness in his eyes: "Didn't you already know? Why bother asking?"

Qian Hua strongly endured the pain in his chest and abdomen, sat up with his arms up, and asked sharply, "Why? Why do you do this? She is Qianfang!"

Song Lang snorted coldly: "What about Qianfang? What about Qianhua? You are all the sons and daughters of that dog thief. He killed my entire Song family, and I killed his two sons and daughters, right?"

Qianhua couldn't believe his ears, "You want to kill me?"

Song Lang turned his eyes, his icy gaze towards the knife pierced into Qianhua's heart, his voice, like a heavy hammer, hit his heart, scattered everywhere, "It's still useful now, you naturally have to live, stay Do you think you still need to live?"

Qianhua shook his head: "I don't believe it, I don't believe you will kill me. If you want to kill me, why wait until now?"

Song Lang frowned, didn't answer his words, and turned to leave.

Qianhua said urgently, "Don't go, Song Lang, please, don't go."

He is a dignified prince of the Jin Kingdom, what a noble status, but now, in front of Song Lang, he is so humble.

Song Lang paused, turned around slowly, and his cold eyes fell on Qian Hua again: "Are you begging me?"

He blushed, thinking of that day, when he knelt in front of that dog thief, begging bitterly, but what in return? The whole family was destroyed, if he hadn't been rescued by the dark guards desperately, how could he have lived to this day?

Begging is the most useless and cowardly.

"Qianhua, you were there when I begged your father, weren't you?"

Qian Hua's gaze immediately shrank back. He naturally remembered that day, Song Lang knelt on the cold golden temple, blood splattered from his forehead, but the father, the emperor, never looked at him from beginning to end, and finally ordered someone to drag him down. , sent to the prison.

He saw the tragedy of the Song family with his own eyes.

There were corpses all over the place, and rivers of blood flowed.

Song Lang asked, "If I, Song Lang, destroy your entire family, kill your father and brother, and insult your mother and sister in front of you, what would you do?"

He seemed calm, but the fists hidden in his sleeves were already pinched.

Qianhua shook his head: "I don't know, I don't know, you are Song Lang, what can I do to you? In this life, I will not hurt you no matter what. Song Lang, I beg you, stop, Let it go!"

"Stop?" Song Lang sneered, a bloodthirsty gleam in his eyes: "Unless I die!"

He turned around and strode away, leaving behind Qianhua's pitiful cry.

Jin'er suddenly said, "Your Highness, save your energy. He is no longer the Prince Song of the past. He will not be soft-hearted."

"Shut up, what do you know?" Qianhua yelled at Jin'er.

Jin'er smiled lightly, and said nothing more.

You can never wake up a person who pretends to be asleep!

The prince is a shrewd person, but he has become what he is now.

It's not that he doesn't understand, it's not that he doesn't understand, it's just that he doesn't want to understand, doesn't want to understand.

Looking at his eyes, it seems that there is no ordinary brotherly love for Song Lang. There seems to be something else in the brotherhood, what?

She shook her head and didn't want to think about it anymore, this world was even more filthy than she imagined.

I feel sorry for the princess, a pure and kind person who has to suffer these inexplicable injuries.

What's wrong with the princess? Was it wrong that she had no choice but to be reborn in the imperial family?