After picking up the White Cut Black Prince

There was only sparse light in the room, making Wen Chu's figure look even thinner.

When she saw the person coming, her face showed no expression. After a while, the two of them stared at each other for a long time. Compared with Wen Chu's eyes like dead water, Song Yusheng's eyes hid too many unspeakable emotions.

These days, Song Yusheng has been busy convicting He Hong and overturning the case for the Grand Tutor. When he was finally able to stand on the ground, he came to the mourning hall of Emperor Linghui. He came here just to see her.

He didn't know how he came to this place, but suddenly, in his confused mind, he wanted to go to where she was.

"Song Yusheng, you're here now, why don't you say anything?"

In the end, it was Wen Chu who broke the silence. She really couldn't stand this weird atmosphere.

She couldn't stand the way he looked at her.

It was as if she was a heartless person who had hurt him.

Song Yusheng smiled, but at this moment he actually felt a little uneasy. He thought that she might dislike his every move.

To the extent that he now has to think twice before saying anything to himself.

He knelt down beside Wen Chu and said, "I thought you would be here, so I came."

These are the words he said after careful consideration.

After a while, he didn't hear Wen Chu's voice, so he felt that what he said was inappropriate and added another sentence.

"If you don't like it, I'll leave now."

This time, Wen Chu did not remain silent. She quickly said, "I don't dislike it."

She said she didn't dislike it.

"After all, it's really hard to dislike you now."

After Wen Chu finished speaking, he seemed a little confused and asked, "But why were you so annoying in the past?"

She really felt it was strange. How could a person change so much in a short period of time? Apart from thinking that he was pretending, she felt that there was no other explanation.

Besides, Song Yusheng is a person who loves to pretend. Can't she learn her lesson?

Song Yusheng was slightly stunned by Wen Chu's question. Why was he so annoying in the past?

He even wanted to say that the past should be forgotten, but could he say that? He couldn't say that.
If you do it, it is done. If you do it, it is wrong.

She was afraid of him and hated him, and he deserved it.

Even if he gave her his heart, she should say it was disgusting.

He said: "It was my fault before."

Before he finished speaking, Wen Chu interrupted him, "Let's not talk about the past, let's not look back. At least, you arrested He Hong and the others, and went to overturn the case for the Grand Tutor. With this, my father can die with peace of mind. Song Yusheng, just for this point, I can't blame you."

"Wen Chu, I'm not doing this to get you to say, 'I don't blame you.' I am willing to do my job. If you feel burdened by it, then what is the meaning of me doing this."

Wen Chuxu didn't expect Song Yusheng to say such a thing. She was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said, "It's not strange. This time, it's really not strange."

Wen Chu's smile, flashing again and again in the hall, actually seemed genuine. Song Yusheng would never dare to imagine having a smile like that in his entire life.

Wen Chu tilted his head to look at him and said, "Song Yusheng, do you understand now what true love is?"

"If you understand what sincerity is, you will be able to live a good life in the future."

It would be great if he could have all the emotions that a human being can have, understand what true love is, and understand the joys, sorrows, anger and happiness of others. He could live a good life and no longer be burdened by those memories.

Song Yusheng looked at Wen Chu who was kneeling beside him. Seeing her resolute expression, he immediately said, "Maybe. I don't know whether I understand or not. I just understand that I can't continue to bully you. That's all."

The cold tone carried a hint of urgency, and the man's straight back could not be straightened in front of her.

His long eyelashes covered his inky eyes. When Wen Chu tilted his head, he could see his tense jaw.

Seeing Wen Chu looking at him, he turned his head and looked at her.

What he said really sounded true.

Wen Chu had long known that Song Yusheng's face was really an advantage. Once he said these words and looked at people like this, he was full of indescribable affection, making it difficult to tell whether it was true or false.

The two knelt together and looked at each other for a moment. Wen Chu was at a disadvantage again. She turned her head back and changed the subject. She said, "You are always lucky. You can easily accomplish anything you want to do. Things that ordinary people can't do are just so-so when they come to you. My father has trapped them for a lifetime. My brother almost followed in his footsteps. Fortunately, you helped him, so that he won't have such a hard time in the future."

It seemed that there was nothing Song Yusheng couldn't do. Even when dealing with people like He Hong and Fang Xiu, he seemed to be helped by God.

It seemed that he only needed to tell God, "I am going to do this thing," and after God received the instructions, he immediately sent down the gods to help him.

It was a bleak moonlit night with only the candle emitting a faint light. Suddenly, sparks burst from the candle and people's hearts began to beat fast.

Song Yusheng thought about Wen Chu's words and was silent for a long time before he retracted his gaze. He looked at the candlelight not far away, and his vision became a little blurred.

He asked as if talking to himself, "Well, this kind of luck is good. But, you know, for things that can be done by humans, no matter whether the luck is good or bad, as long as you try your best, it can be done, no matter how difficult it is. But if it is something that humans cannot do, then it depends on luck. Therefore, I don't think my luck is that good."

"But, don't you do everything well?"

After asking this question, Wen Chu regretted why he was so talkative.

"But when it comes to you, I can't do it."

"So, my luck is still not very good. I can do everything I can to get you to show some mercy, but I don't want to do that anymore. I don't want you to be entangled in conspiracies and tricks anymore. I am willing to stand behind you like this. I think if you are willing to look back at me, I will be here. If you are not willing to look back, I will still be here."

"My life is like this, boring and useless. Only when I stand behind you and see your figure, I feel that my heart can beat."

For some reason, Wen Chu's heart started beating unusually fast after hearing these words, and she wanted to cover his mouth.

She said, "Don't talk nonsense anymore, Song Yusheng."

Song Yusheng looked at her and said, "I'm not talking nonsense. This time I'm really not pretending anymore. What I said is all from my heart."

From this direction, he could only see Wen Chu's profile, and her ears seemed to be red.

"Your ears are red"

Song Yusheng was a little stunned, but a little hope seemed to be ignited in his heart.

Wen Chu covered his ears and said stubbornly: "If someone else said these words, I would also be red. I am just shy, but I have absolutely nothing else to say!"

She had never known before that Song Yusheng's mouth could be so powerful. Just two sentences could make people feel uneasy and at a loss.

Song Yusheng knew that what Wen Chu said about being shameless was all lies. She was not shameless at all. But Song Yusheng did not want to take advantage of her. After hearing what she said, he did not say anything else, but a slight curve appeared at the corner of his mouth.

The two of them knelt here together for a long time, and then, before they knew it, it was daylight, and they were ready to carry the coffin to the imperial mausoleum.

First, Empress Xiaoyi came here and was a little surprised to see Song Yusheng and Wen Chu kneeling together. But when she saw that there was nothing unusual on Wen Chu's face, she didn't say anything. She stepped forward and helped Wen Chu up, and asked, "You've been kneeling for a whole night. Are you tired? You're so silly. When your father finds out, he'll be heartbroken. Let's go and rest for a while. After that, we'll send your father to the imperial mausoleum."

Wen Chu was indeed so tired that her mind was a little unclear. She didn't insist any more and turned inside to rest for a while.

After Wen Chu left, only Empress Xiaoyi and Song Yusheng were left here.

Xiaoyi asked, "Did you spend the whole night with her yesterday?"

Song Yusheng had already stood up and nodded.

Xiaoyi said something ambiguous, "It seems like he still has some patience. But why did he do those things before? If this is the case, how can it be good?"

After Wen Chu came back, Xiaoyi naturally checked her past affairs. She knew a little about her entanglement with Song Yusheng. She also could not have imagined that such a bright and clear person could do such a shameful thing.

After hearing what Xiaoyi said, Song Yusheng was silent for a long time before he said, "Qian, I know I was wrong."

However, he found out too late. If he had known it earlier, he wouldn't have ended up in such an ugly situation.

Xiaoyi had not expected that it would be so easy for him to admit his mistake. It was really too difficult for someone in a high position to say that he admitted his mistakes.

He was wrong to say that, and Xiaoyi could no longer say anything harsh.

She said, "Your behavior makes us seem very persistent."

"Qian doesn't dare."

Xiaoyi didn't take his "no" to heart, and just said: "You said you don't dare, but that's not the real thing. Stay away from her, she is soft-hearted, if you keep pestering her like this, sooner or later she will accept you one day. But, you hurt her before, so I'm worried about you, afraid that you will hurt her again. I know you took action against the He family for her, but I don't want her to owe you anything. If there is anything you want, now that the eldest brother has ascended the throne, he will not and cannot treat you unfairly."

Song Yusheng didn't expect the queen to say this so decisively. He said in a deep voice, "She doesn't owe me anything. Even if I die and am despised by millions of people, it has nothing to do with her. I don't want to use this to threaten her."

"But isn't the fact that when you do this, Xiao Chu will become soft-hearted?"

Xiaoyi didn't want to continue arguing with him, so he turned around and wanted to leave, but he heard Song Yusheng's slightly anxious voice behind him. He said, "So, Madam, are you saying that if you are wrong, you will never have another chance?"

Xiaoyi paused, without even turning her head, and she said, "You have a chance, but I just think that she can't bear your kindness. Once she can't bear it, forgiveness will be the easiest thing."

"I understand what your Majesty means." Song Yusheng knew what Xiaoyi meant, and he continued, "Qian did all this for myself, for the Song family, in order to gain credit in the fight for the throne, in order to be promoted and have a good reputation. It has nothing to do with her or Wen Chu. Your Majesty, is that what you mean?"

Xiaoyi didn't know what kind of person Song Yusheng was, nor did she know whether he wanted to use this kindness to coerce Wen Chu. But after hearing what Song Yusheng said, she was shocked to realize that perhaps she had thought too highly of him, to the point of being a little aggressive.

She turned around and finally looked at Song Yusheng straight in the eye. She said, "I didn't mean to make things difficult for you. It's just that I don't have the ability. Even if I was mean, it was only for her future safety. I did things without hesitation and just did what I wanted. I was a little too harsh today. It's my fault."

Xiaoyi had indeed changed his opinion of Song Yusheng today. He spoke so nicely and did such a good job, so it was no wonder that Wen Chu would be soft-hearted. Even if she looked at him, she really couldn't find any fault.

After Xiaoyi finished speaking, he left the place. Only Song Yusheng was left standing there. He didn't quite understand what Xiaoyi meant. He pursed his lips, said no more, and left.

*
After Xiaoyi went out, he went to look for Li Weiyan.

The two sat face to face in the hall, without even a palace maid serving them.

Xiaoyi asked, "Have you been busy recently? You have ascended the throne, and now there are the remnants of the He family who are in collusion with Fang Xiu. Have you cleaned them up?"

She did not wait for Li Weiyan to answer, and said to herself: "I am not worried about you. You have been very reassuring since you were a child. Your mother also knows that you are capable. Otherwise, if your father hates you so much, you would not be able to survive. This throne should be yours, and only you can sit on it. The second and third princes are no match for you."

Li Weiyan didn't expect Xiaoyi to suddenly say these words. He laughed at himself and said, "What the Queen Mother said is true, but is it only the Emperor who hates me?"

Xiaoyi only has Wen Chu in her eyes. Does she dare to say that she has treated the two siblings equally from beginning to end?

She said that Emperor Linghui hated him, but didn't she hate him?

It was always like this, they never saw him.

Li Weiyan stared at Xiaoyi and asked, "Mother, I really want to know, am I no longer your child?"

His brows were tightly furrowed, unwilling to miss any expression on Xiaoyi's face.

But Xiaoyi did not avoid his gaze. She knew that at this point, although they were so close to each other, they seemed as far away as mountains and seas.

Over the years, she has been immersed in her own pain and guilt towards Wen Chu and Defei, and has completely forgotten her own children.

She looked at Li Weiyan and said, "Mother knows that I have neglected you and made your life difficult. But you also know that I was not kind to her, your father was not kind to her, and you were even more not kind to her. You are known for your tolerance and generosity. Even when others bully you, you just smile and let it go. Shouldn't you cherish her even more? Don't you understand this logic?"

Li Weiyan heard this and smiled. He said, "Is this a question of my tolerance? Mother is always like this, always saying this. I am the crown prince, I should be magnanimous. I am the elder brother, I should love my sister. I am the monarch, I should love the people of the world. I am a sinner, without me, my sister Defei would not die, and so on. Over the years, mother has said it and I am tired of it, and I am tired of hearing it too."

"Mother is so kind to everyone, why are you so cruel to me, your own son? You are so cruel that you still say such words even now."

"Mother, I have feelings too, and I feel pain. There is no need to hurt my feelings again and again."

*
Emperor Linghui's coffin was carried to the imperial mausoleum. Many rituals were performed along the way and the people shed a few tears to mourn for the deceased emperor.

Although Emperor Linghui was not a very competent emperor, the one thing he did before his death was enough to earn others a few tears.

Wherever the coffin of Emperor Linghui passed, the sobbing sounds around became louder and louder. Wen Chu followed the funeral procession. She had cried too much in recent days and at this moment she could not cry anymore.

He just lowered his head and followed Xiaoyi silently.

Paper money was flying all over the sky, and the intermittent crying and sobbing sound hit Wen Chu's heart again and again. Even today, she still felt like she was in a dream. The death of Emperor Linghui was not sudden. Anyone with a discerning eye could see that he would not live for many days. But the man who had clearly called her "Xiao Chu" a few days ago suddenly died suddenly. It was really hard to accept.

The weather today is really good. The sun shines on the land of China, leaving only clarity.

Xiaoyi stroked Wen Chu's hand, as if to calm her uneasy mood.

Wen Chu looked at Xiaoyi, and suddenly she was afraid that one day, she would leave her like this.

Thinking of this, tears welled up in her eyes as she looked towards Xiaoyi.

Xiaoyi wiped her eyes and said a lot of words to comfort her.

This scene was seen by Li Weiyan and the Crown Princess, now Queen Hu Yunlian, who were not far away.

Hu Yunlian looked at you for a moment, then retracted her gaze and said indifferently, "But I've never seen mother treat you so close. Others' daughters are so beloved by them. People who don't know would think you are someone else's child."

Hu Yunlian was naturally displeased with the behavior of Xiaoyi and Emperor Linghui. Thinking of the hardships and criticisms her husband had suffered in their place in the past, she also felt a little more displeased with Wen Chu, whom they favored. Seeing this scene of a loving mother and a filial son, she naturally couldn't express how much she liked it.

Li Weiyan was still staring at them. He said, "My mother used to treat me like that, but she has never treated me like that since she disappeared. I didn't hate her anymore, after all, she had fallen into that situation to save me, but why, why did she come back? Isn't it good to be outside? What are you doing back?"

Li Weiyan stopped looking at them and withdrew his gaze.

Everything was fine, but why did he stab him before he died?

The thing he fears least is swearing. Even if he swears, what does it matter? He has the aura of the emperor to protect him, so he is not afraid.

Why, why is he the only one who should die?

Li Weiyan suddenly smiled and said, "It's okay. I used to care too much about them, but now I realize that they never treated me as their own son. Why should I take their words to heart?"

"When a person dies, everything is over."

Hu Yunlian didn't understand what he meant, but she thought that Emperor Linghui had passed away suddenly, and Xu must be talking about him. As long as the person was dead, there was no need to worry about anything anymore.

Hu Yunlian touched her belly, which was already showing, and said, "Yes, everything is over. From now on, you and I will be fine."

But as soon as she finished speaking, she heard a strange noise.

Suddenly, a sharp cry came from the crowd, "Oh no! There's an assassin! Protect the emperor! Protect the emperor!"

There are assassins every year, but there are especially many this year. They come in waves, but this time no one knows who they are targeting or whose life they are going to take.

This sound was like thunder, suddenly exploding in the crowd. The coffin-carrying team was already long, and the people gathered together so tightly that there was no way out. The people suddenly scattered into a group, desperately scattering in all directions, for fear that they would be affected.

After Wen Chu heard the noise, he immediately pulled Xiaoyi behind him.

She squeezed into the crowd, but could not see the assassin. There were guards around her, protecting them. She didn't know how much time had passed, where the assassin had gone, and who he was going to kill. Wen Chu felt that she was being squeezed to pieces.

When everyone around them had evacuated, she was eager to look for Li Weiyan. Finally, she saw him and Hu Yunlian, surrounded by a group of guards. Wen Chu saw that everyone was safe and felt relieved. The two siblings' eyes met and they looked at each other. Wen Chu wanted to give him a look to reassure him, but suddenly she saw Li Weiyan's face change drastically, and he shouted at Wen Chu: "Be careful!!"

Wen Chu turned back hurriedly and saw an assassin stabbing towards her. Wen Chu's face changed drastically. She didn't know when the guards around her fell down, and she let the assassin stab her in front of her.

Wen Chu wanted to dodge, but found it was too late. The dagger with a cold glow was about to stab her. At the critical moment, the queen pushed Wen Chu away and stood in front of her.

The white knife goes in and the red knife comes out.

Wen Chu froze in place.

The assassin didn't seem to expect to stab Xiaoyi, and a moment of surprise flashed in his eyes, but he couldn't stop the attack. No one expected Xiaoyi to block it.

But he no longer had time to think about it. He couldn't stop until the target was dead.

He was still thinking about stabbing Wen Chu, but Song Yusheng had brought people over at some point. He said to Xia Hua who was following him, "Quick, take that person away quickly. This time they're targeting her."

Song Yusheng could see that the assassin this time was not the same person as the one who assassinated the crown prince at Emperor Linghui’s birthday celebration last time. Their targets were different, and even their skills were very different. The martial arts of the people this time were obviously much stronger.

After Song Yusheng knew that there were assassins, his first reaction was to find this place. However, for some reason, many assassins came to harass him. He fought for a long time but could not escape.

He discovered that these people's fighting styles and martial arts were very similar to the group of assassins he encountered last time when he went to Yunjing Town to look for Huaihe.

Song Yusheng didn't have time to think about it anymore, so he could only let Xia Hua take Wen Chu away.

Wen Chu was frightened by the sudden change. Empress Xiaoyi had lost her strength and gradually slid to the ground. Wen Chu supported her. No matter how Xia Hua pulled her, she refused to leave even if she died. When she was stubborn, she hugged Xiaoyi's body tightly.

Xia Hua had no choice but to follow Song Yusheng to deal with the assassins and prevent them from getting close to them.

I don't know where these assassins came from. Not only are there a lot of them, but they are all so skilled in martial arts. Song Yusheng's martial arts skills are also top-notch, but he actually had a hard time fighting them.

Their advantage lies in their numbers, so if it is a one-on-one fight, it would not be difficult.

After this fight, Song Yusheng was even more certain that this group of people were the same ones from last time.

Last time they were going after him, but this time they wanted to kill Wen Chu.

Something suddenly flashed through his mind. If, in fact, the first time, those secret guards were not coming for him, but for Wen Chu. That person, perhaps, just didn't want him to go back to the palace with Wen Chu, so he sent the secret guards to kill him.

This can explain why the person behind the secret guards these two times is actually the same person.

The target was never him, but Wen Chu.

Song Yusheng's arm was inevitably bruised after being scratched by the assassin. The guards on their side were also useless, the only ones who could fight were Song Yusheng and Xia Hua.

He didn't expect something like this to happen today, and there weren't many people around him.

Xia Hua had already taken out a fire starter from her bosom and sent out a firework signal. Song Yusheng's secret guards would be here soon. They just needed to hold on for a while until reinforcements arrived, and then everything would be fine.

Song Yusheng didn't know when he was stabbed twice in the abdomen. He felt the familiar pain, but he just felt numb.

He was not afraid of death, but he was afraid that if he died now, what would happen to Wen Chu.

He felt that he could not hold on any longer, but even if he still had a breath left, he did not dare to fall down.

Wen Chu said that he had good luck, but perhaps today, until his death, he would never be able to have a good conversation with her again.

Song Yu violently spat out a mouthful of blood, with a string of blood hanging from the corner of his lips.

Just when he thought that his luck had run out, Qi Ziyuan suddenly brought this man to support him.

In this way, even Qi Ziyuan and the others can still hold on for a while.

It can be seen that those who came today are all death-defying warriors who will not give up until they achieve their goal.

There were sounds of fighting all around, but Wen Chu could no longer hear anything. She covered Xiaoyi's wound and cried until she lost her voice. She was afraid that she would die suddenly like Emperor Linghui, but she never thought that such a thing would happen today.

Wen Chu's voice was trembling, "Mother, don't scare me, don't be like this."

Her tears were like beads that had broken off the string, falling on Xiaoyi's face. Xiaoyi felt suffocated, as if he would die in the next second, but she was worried about him, worried about her.

Xiaoyi tried his best to touch Wen Chu's face, stroking her face with his thumb affectionately, as if he wanted to carve her into the path of reincarnation.

"Don't be sad, kid. Your mother won't live long anyway. Today is the day I feel fulfilled and I have no regrets. Don't cry for me anymore. When I die, I can go find your mother and give her an explanation. Otherwise, I really don't have the face to see her."

"This morning I had an argument with your brother. I said too many things that made him feel uncomfortable. Please talk to him. I don't dare to ask for his forgiveness, but I have always known that he is my eldest brother and my biological child. It's just that I have been sorry for him all these years."

Wen Chu couldn't stop crying after listening to Xiaoyi's words.

In just a few days, Wen Chu had experienced the death of Emperor Linghui, and now Xiaoyi had also died to save her. How could she not cry, how could she not be sad.

Damn it, God, must he treat her like this? God, must he treat her like this?!
Tears covered his face, and no matter how fierce the fighting was around him, Wen Chu just kept crying.

She just wanted to hold her for a little while longer and talk to her.

Even though this was selfish and stupid, she really couldn't leave. She didn't want to be unable to see her for the last time.

The sound of swords and knives mixed with the woman's mournful cries. It was clearly a sunny day, but at this moment, this place felt like purgatory.

Xiaoyi gradually lost his breath in Wen Chu's arms, and the hands that were touching her face gradually loosened. After that, no matter how Wen Chu cried and shouted, she could not get any response from Xiaoyi.

I don't know when, but reinforcements arrived here almost immediately, and those assassins were all killed just like last time.

Song Yusheng's white clothes were torn into several pieces, and the original color could no longer be seen. It was almost bloody. If it weren't for Song Yusheng's desperate efforts, Wen Chu would have been killed. At this moment, the assassin was dead, but Song Yusheng was still holding on.

He put the sword back into the scabbard, supported himself and walked in front of Wen Chu, with blood flowing along with him.

Song Yusheng used his last bit of strength to squat in front of Wen Chu. He couldn't even hold the sword steadily. Seeing that he was half dead, Wen Chu hurriedly helped him up. If it weren't for her, if it weren't for her
Song Yusheng would no longer be the same as he is now, and Xiaoyi would not die.

Wen Chu felt that he was really, really terrible.

Song Yusheng held on for a breath. He held Wen Chu's hand tightly. The blood on his hand stained his hand. He said, "Come on, follow me first. I won't hurt you. Now, someone wants your life. It's too dangerous. Let's go first. As for the Queen's matter, I will find the murderer and give you an explanation."

"Explain. Explain. But the dead cannot be resurrected. What can we do even if we have an explanation?"

"I can't hold on any longer. Please go away."

Song Yusheng was already out of breath, and even when he spoke, he seemed to be floating. His face was stained with blood, and had a bloodthirsty look.

But before Wen Chu could react, Li Weiyan also arrived here.

When he saw Xiaoyi's body, he was staggering a little. If there hadn't been someone supporting him, he would have fallen to the ground.

Li Weiyan finally reached Xiaoyi's side. At first, he seemed unwilling to believe that she had died so easily. With trembling hands, he tried to feel her breath, but she was really dead.

Li Weiyan's heart was hit hard by a heavy hammer. How could this happen? Why did it happen like this!

He didn't understand why she would die for her.

Li Weiyan staggered to the ground. He looked at Xiaoyi, who was clearly talking to him in the morning.
Although he didn't like her treating him like this, he never wanted her to die.

How did things turn out like this?

She may treat him badly, but she is still the mother who gave birth to him and raised him. He will not care about these things. What he said in the morning were just angry words.

Li Weiyan still couldn't accept it.

Xiaoyi died just like that.

Why did she stand in front of her? Why did she protect her until her death, even at the cost of her own life, to save her?

The emperor knelt on the ground, holding Xiaoyi's body, and cried inconsolably.

Wen Chu wanted to go up to him and touch him, and tell him what Xiaoyi had just told him, but he was unexpectedly brushed away by him.

She nearly fell to the ground.

Li Weiyan yelled at her: "Get lost!!"

Wen Chu was stunned by Li Weiyan's sudden attack and scolding.

Qi Ziyuan couldn't stand listening any longer. Although he had some injuries, they were not as serious as Song Yusheng's.

"It's not her fault. Why did you treat her like this? Auntie doesn't want you to be like this, cousin."

Li Weiyan didn't react when he heard this. He just held Xiaoyi's body stubbornly and kept repeating the word "get out" to Wen Chu.

Seeing him like this, Wen Chu didn't know what to do.

Suddenly, someone grabbed my wrist.

Song Yusheng came to her side, held her wrist, and took her away.

(End of this chapter)