Chapter 908: Let him go
Qian Hua was a little embarrassed and didn’t know how to answer. His relationship with Song Lang was more than just a friend. Since he can remember, Song Lang was always in front of him. He was the only person he could see every day when he opened his eyes.
As a prince, he couldn’t have friends, he should only have ministers.
But he regarded Song Lang as a friend and a brother. He was even closer to him than his real brothers.
He didn’t want Song Lang to be in trouble, so he saved his life several times. And even after knowing that Song Lang wanted to assassinate him, he still let him go.
His feelings for Song Lang couldn’t be described in a few words, nor could he explain clearly to the people in front of him.
“He is still useful to me, you must not hurt him.” Qian Hua lightly said.
Bai Zhi butted in and said, “The prince is affectionate and righteous to his brother. At this time, he still wants to let him go, but you have thought that if you fall into his hands again, will he let you go?”
Qian Hua shook his head: “What do you know? Song Lang will never hurt me.”
Bai Zhi sneered: “He won’t right now, but if one day, what he does needs to kill you, he will definitely kill you. Your Royal Highness, you are as naive as your sister. Song Lang is no longer the Song Lang of the past. What he is thinking now is just revenge. Do you know what he is doing now? Do you know what his ultimate goal is for doing all these things?”
Qian Hua frowned. He had never thought about these things. In his opinion, Song Lang did these things just to make his imperial father uncomfortable. Otherwise, what else?
But after Bai Zhi’s reminder, he suddenly realized that things didn’t seem to be that simple. If he only wanted to make his imperial father uncomfortable by hurting him and his sister, he had a lot of opportunities. He didn’t have to chase after them to the Chu Country at all.
Seeing that he seemed to be a little enlightened, Bai Zhi continued: “Because Song Lang not only wants your father to be heartbroken and uncomfortable, he wants the entire Jin Country to be buried with the Song family.”
Qian Hua’s face changed drastically and he immediately yelled: “Shut up, don’t talk nonsense here.”
Hu Feng took a step forward, blocking Bai Zhi. His cold eyes fell on Qian Hua: “You are a prince of a country, but you can’t even see this clearly. We tell you the truth, but you still won’t believe it. Do you have to wait until your country is ruined and your family is destroyed before you can believe it?”
Dongfang Mu said: “Boy, your sister almost died in his hands. If it wasn’t for my granddaughter’s good medical skills, you would probably go to Chu Palace to attend a funeral.” Dongfang Mu was in a good mood. Since the people who attacked and killed the Jin Envoy were from the Jin Country itself, even if Princess Qian Fang or Qian Hua died in the Chu Country, there would be no war.
Qian Hua’s face turned pale and fell into the chair. His hands that were clasping the armrest were shaking.
“When can I see Qian Fang?” Qian Hua suddenly raised his head, and his eyes fell on Bai Zhi’s body.
Hu Feng answered, “If you want to meet her, you can meet her right now. I will take you there.”
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An hour later, he went to the Imperial Hospital.
Princess Qian Fang was being supported by Jin’er as she walked around the room. Every step was extremely difficult, but fortunately, she could still walk.
When the door opened, Prince Qian Hua came in like a gust of wind, and there he saw his sister who was being supported by Jin’er at a glance, “Qian Fang?”
When Princess Qian Fang saw her brother came back safely, she wanted to pounce on him in happiness. However, she almost fell on the floor when she took a step.
Qian Hua stepped forward and held her back: “What’s wrong with your legs?” He was a martial artist with excellent eyesight. He could tell that Qian Fang’s legs were not very flexible at a glance.