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Song Lang’s face looked calm. He only raised an eyebrow and sneered: “Didn’t you know it for a long time? Why still bother to ask?”

Qian Hua Qiang endured the pain in his chest and abdomen, sat up with the support of his arms, and asked sternly: “Why? Why do you want to do this? She is Qian Fang!”

Song Lang snorted coldly: “What about it if she’s Qian Fang? What about it if it’s you? You are all the sons and daughters of that dog emperor. He killed my entire family. I wanted to kill his two children, why can’t I?”

Qian Hua couldn’t believe what he heard: “You want to kill me?”

Song Lang turned around and swept his cold gaze to Qian Hua. His eyes were as sharp as a knife. His voice was also like a heavy hammer, hammering his heart: “You are still useful now, so you naturally can stay alive. Once you are useless, do you think you can still live?”

Qian Hua 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, but then turned around to leave without answering his words.

Qian Hua said anxiously: “Don’t go, Song Lang, please, don’t go.”

He was a dignified prince of Jin Country. He has a noble status, but now, in front of Song Lang, he was so humble like this.

Song Lang paused, turned around slowly, as his cold eyes fell on Qian Hua again: “You’re begging me?”

His eyes turned red. He remembered the day when he knelt in front of the dog emperor and begging, but what did he get in return? His whole clan was still destroyed. If he hadn’t been rescued by the shadow guards, could he still lives up to this day?

Begging was the most useless and cowardly act.

“Qian Hua, you were there when I begged your father, didn’t you?”

Qian Hua immediately lowered his eyes. He naturally remembered that day when Song Lang knelt on the cold golden temple with blood on his forehead. His imperial father, the emperor didn’t look at him from beginning to end. And in the end, he ordered someone to drag him away and sent him to prison.

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

There were corpses everywhere, and blood flowed like a river.

Song Lang asked: “If I, Song Lang, destroy your thousands of families, kill your father and brothers, insult your mother and sisters in front of you, what will you do?”

He looks calm, but the fists that were hidden in his sleeves have already been squeezing tightly.

Qian Hua 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. Song Lang, I beg you, stop. Stop here!”

“Stop?” Song Lang sneered, with bloodthirsty dark glow in his eyes: “Unless I die!”

He turned around and strode away, leaving Qian Hua crying sadly.

Jin’er suddenly said: “His Royal Highness, you better save your strength. He is no longer the former Song Gongzi. He will not be soft.”

“You shut up, what do you know?” Qian Hua yelled at Jin’er.

Jin’er faintly smiled and said nothing.

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

A shrewd person like the prince was deserved what he had become now.

It’s not that he doesn’t understand or can’t understand, he simply doesn’t want to understand it.

Seeing the look in his eyes, it seems that Song Lang was no ordinary brother to him. There seems to be something else, but what could it be?

Jin’er shook her head, she didn’t want to think about it anymore. This world seems to be dirtier than she thought.

The pitiful one was the princess, how could a pure and kind person like her suffer from this unknown disease?

What’s wrong with the princess? Is it wrong that she was born in an imperial family?