There are many failures in the country

Shen Ling was too lazy to listen to his nonsense, it was up to him to repay his kindness or not, how could anyone come to his door to force him like this?Judging by his virtue, it is likely that he will not leave.

In the past 16 years, Shen Ling has lived a happy life. Where has he ever seen a person shed so much blood?It is estimated that this person will die in the next moment, and he will not be able to wash himself off when he jumps into the moat.

Thinking of all the consequences, and seeing him closing his eyes again, Shen Ling didn't care so much, and picked up his skirt: "Don't die!"

"What, figured it out?"

Shen Ling gritted her teeth and stared at this face, seeing that apart from excessive blood loss, he was living a very healthy life, and he didn't even speak out of breath.The strength of his hand deepened a bit, and his loose skirt was pulled open a seam.

The muscular chest muscles were stained with blood, and behind the blood was a palm-sized Suzaku with ink patterns.

"This is it!" Shen Ling's eyes widened, his hands trembled, and what his biological mother had said rang in his ears.

"Suzaku Carving Question." The man explained casually.

"I know." Shen Ling let go, and covered him with a warm blanket, "Lie down."

"You..." There was some unnatural doubt in the man's eyes.

The car was jolted again, Shen Ling slammed his head against the wall of the car, and roared angrily: "If you don't want to mess around, get out of here!"

Ah Fu leaned in, not daring to make more excuses for the coachman, only to see that the cart swayed and even the rolled blankets were scattered: "Second Young Master, it seems that the Chai family's martial attendant has come after him."

Shen Ling subconsciously sat upright, just blocking the lump behind her: "Chai Ting wants to have a banquet again?"

The coachman suddenly screamed, Ah Fu hurriedly leaned out, and leaned back into the car.After a short round trip, his complexion turned pale: "Second, Second Young Master, our car, under the car, all, all, all..."

Shen Ling got a headache from being stuck by him: "Straighten your tongue and say it."

A Fu's forehead broke out in cold sweat: "Second Young Master, there is blood under our car, no, it's all the way!"

Shen Ling rubbed her forehead, and waved her hands pretending to be calm: "Calm down. You go out first, the young master told them."

As soon as Ah Fu withdrew, the sound of horseshoes approached from far away, and immediately surrounded Shen Ling's convoy.

The man poked his head out from under the blanket: "I was negligent."

Without saying a word, Shen Ling grabbed the teapot with his bare hands and smashed it hard into the wooden tray.The fragments pierced the flesh, and blood spurted out!

"What are you doing!"

"Stop talking nonsense. Lie down if you want!"

The words were spoken with boldness, and the fragments were grasped without hesitation.However, Shen Ling really felt a little regretful, it really hurt too much.

He has been pampered and pampered since he was a child, no matter whether he is a servant or a friend, he is afraid that he will be hurt. The most serious injury in the past 16 years is just a scratch on the skin of the little knuckle. It is the first time that blood is bleeding like today.

The heavy car curtain was pulled open by a long knife, and the head of the military attendant in the Chai Mansion stared at the pained Shen Ling in a daze.

At this time, the cold wind picked up suddenly, heavy snow fell one after another, countless ice chips blew into the car, and Shen Ling shivered.He knew that his expression must be hideous, so he forced out a word: "Is there something wrong?"

"Why is Second Master Shen so injured?" The head of the military attendant turned his head to look at Ah Fu, "Your son is injured like this, don't you know as a servant?"

"Second Young Master...are you injured?" Ah Fu poked his head in blankly, and saw that Shen Ling, who was still safe and sound just now, was covered in blood, and the injured part seemed to have seen the palm bone, "Second, Second Young Master, you, you, you... ..."

"What are you! Why don't you hurry up and call the doctor! I'm hurting to death! And that coachman, I'll leave for you tomorrow! Will you know how to drive? It's such a big road, and it can crush a stone!" Shen Ling endured the pain. Roaring was completely from the bottom of his heart, and he, who was always afraid of pain, actually acted enough because of it.

The head of the military attendant was taken aback for a moment: "Now that we are closer to the Chai Mansion, does Second Young Master consider..."

"Don't think about it! The young master is not going to Chai's house! Ah Fu, let's go!" Shen Ling interrupted him. Anyway, the two families are in conflict, and the head of the military attendant should understand this temper tantrum.

"Then don't disturb the Second Young Master." The head of the military attendant really understood, and then he withdrew, turned around and took the man away.

Ah Fu was still in shock, and he leaned against the door tremblingly: "Second Young Master, it was fine just now, why did it happen like this?"

Shen Ling was in so much pain that the few words he had just yelled at with Chaifu had reached the limit, and now he was crying in pain, clutching his wound and rolling in the car: "Hurry up, call the doctor, it's going to hurt like hell."

A Fu nodded again and again, and slammed the coachman on the head: "Hurry up and drive the car! If you hurt the second young master again, you will look good!"

I don't know if it was because of excessive blood loss, Shen Ling felt dizzy, felt that someone was helping her from behind, she was a little calm, and said to Ah Fu who came in to bandage, "Don't tell my father, doctor, please come from outside."

"No, Second Young Master, the car is full of blood now, and the people of Chai Mansion have seen it, so we can't hide it from the master." A Fu moved towards Shen Ling, his hand seemed to touch something, and he was sweating profusely.