Xiao Yizheng smiled low: "as long as I can get your heart, even if I am despised by you, what can I do?"

Song Rong said coldly, "Xiao Yizheng, you will make me hate you more!"

Xiao Yizheng smiled bitterly, "rong'er, why are you so determined?"

"Xiao Yizheng! But if you care about my feelings, let go of me!" Song Rong's face had no bright smile at this time, but was a little cold.

Xiao Yizheng was slightly stunned when he heard the speech. He seemed to laugh at himself and said, "rong'er, do you hate me so much? Won't give me any chance?"

Song Rong was silent, but even if Song Rong didn't speak, Xiao Yizheng guessed the answer.

Xiao Yizheng smiled bitterly, but he didn't let go. Since his love has disgusted her, let her hate it to the end.

If she can't fall in love with herself, let her hate him or even hate him. No matter what way, he wants to live in that heart!

Song Rong fumbled hard with her hands. Finally, she fumbled out a dagger from her body. Song Rong took it with her for self-defense. She hesitated again and again. Finally, she gritted her teeth and asked, "Xiao Yizheng, when can you let me go?"

"I will never let you go all my life!" Xiao Yizheng said in a deep voice.

Song Rong was cruel and took the dagger and stabbed Xiao Yizheng in the leg.

Song Rong doesn't want Xiao Yizheng's life, nor does she want to really hurt Xiao Yizheng. She just wants Xiao Yizheng to let go of herself.

Xiao Yizheng was suddenly stabbed by Song Rong, and then looked down at Song Rong's bloody dagger.

"Rong'er... You should..." he couldn't believe it all over his face, but at this time, Xiao Yizheng was completely awake, but he still didn't loosen Song Rong.

Whether drunk or awake, he wanted to hold him like this.

God knows, I don't know when he had the idea of holding him in his heart, and this idea has been shouting in his heart. Usually, he wanted to do so, but he didn't dare to do so.

If he managed to hold her today, he would never let go.

Song Rong didn't do it very hard, but the dagger was stabbed into the flesh and blood. When Song Rong pulled out the dagger, Xiao Yizheng's blood was already on her hand.

She struggled again, but Xiao Yizheng, who was already injured, didn't want to let her go.

Song Rong looked at Xiao Yizheng angrily: "you still don't let go!"

"Don't let go!" Xiao Yizheng answered Song Rong firmly.

Song Rong gritted her teeth and said, "you're hurt!"

"You hurt me. I'm happy." Xiao Yizheng didn't seem to be angry because of Song Rong's behavior.

But the more Xiao Yizheng is like this, Song Rong has some regrets. Even though Xiao Yizheng came here to say these words and do these things wrong, Xiao Yizheng helped her a lot. Before today, they were still friends. She didn't want to hurt him in her heart. Now Song Rong is more or less sorry for hurting him.

Moreover, he hurt him and didn't achieve his goal, which made Song Rong feel powerless.

"What do you want before you let me go?" Song Rong asked coldly.

Xiao Yizheng smiled low: "unless you tell me that you give me a chance, I will let you go."

Song Rong's anger flared up again: "Xiao Yizheng, you know it's impossible!"

Xiao Yizheng's leg injury is not serious, but there is a wound. He has been bleeding, but he doesn't care at all. He just quietly holds Song Rong.

Song Rongyang raised his dagger: "if you don't let go again, don't blame me for being impolite!"

Xiao Yizheng whispered, "I know you can't stab it."

Song Rong really couldn't stab. She threw the dagger on the ground angrily, and then stopped talking.

Song Rong tried her best to let herself ignore Xiao Yizheng's hegemony and autocracy.

She doesn't believe that Xiao Yizheng can keep going.

There was a long silence between the two people. Xiao Yizheng's blood flow on his legs was more, and his face was a little pale. Song Rong knew that if this continued, Xiao Yizheng would have an accident.

Xiao Yizheng clearly threatened her with his own life!

Thinking so, Song Rong's eyes turned red and began to cry. Naturally, it was not moved, but angry by Xiao Yizheng.

Xiao Yizheng was frightened when he saw Song Rong crying. His strength was completely gone. He held Song Rong in one hand and wiped her tears with the other hand.

Song Rong shook her head and avoided Xiao Yizheng's hand.

"Rong'er, why are you crying?" Xiao Yizheng went too far, but he really liked Song Rong. It was painful to see Song Rong cry like this.

Song Rong said with a cry, "will you let me go? Then find a royal doctor to bandage the wound."

"Can I think you care about me?" there was some joy in Xiao Yizheng's tone.

"Even a stranger, I won't let him die in front of me."

Xiao Yizheng directly ignored Song Rong's sentence, but said, "rong'er, no matter what you care about me, as long as you can care about me, I'm still very happy."

Song Rong thought of Chu Yunqing again. She thought that if Chu Yunqing were here, she would rather wronged herself than her. Her tears fell even worse.

"Don't cry, will you?" Xiao Yizheng's tone was soft.

"Let go of me and let the imperial doctor bandage your wound, so I won't cry." Song Rong calmed down at this time. She knew that Xiao Yizheng was mostly soft rather than hard. She faced Xiao Yizheng, and Xiao Yizheng wouldn't let go of herself.

Sure enough, Xiao Yizheng hesitated and let Song Rong go.

Song Rong regained her freedom and breathed a sigh of relief.

"Rong'er, will you accompany me?" Xiao Yizheng asked.

Song Rong wanted to say directly that your life and death had nothing to do with me, but she saw Xiao Yizheng shaking twice, and even some of them were unstable. Song Rong couldn't watch Xiao Yizheng have an accident.

It is not because Xiao Yizheng has a deep love for her, so she is soft hearted. It is because Xiao Yizheng is the Regent and she is the Empress Dowager. Her identity determines that she must look at Xiao Yizheng and not let Xiao Yizheng have an accident.

What's more, the injury on Xiao Yizheng was stabbed by her momentary impatience.

Xiao Yizheng was taken to the side hall. After the imperial doctor came, he quickly treated Xiao Yizheng's wound.

The imperial doctor looked at Song Rong, hesitated and said, "the Regent didn't hurt his muscles and bones, but lost too much blood. As long as he doesn't tear open the wound these days and keep it for some days, he will be fine."