Song Jing looked at Shen Yuzhi with a complicated expression, and at the second young master who looked like a normal person in front of him.
The current Second Young Master is different from the out-of-control Second Young Master back then. He no longer attacks people whenever he sees them.
He is still full of malice, but as long as others don't provoke or approach him, he can pretend he doesn't see other people.
Some time before the young lady's return, the young master occasionally became a little strange. Before the young madam returned to Jianglin City, the young master, who had been silent for five years, issued an order to find the young madam and put appropriate pressure on the An family.
At that time, Song Jing felt strange that the eldest young master was so apologetic and evasive to the young madam, how could he put pressure on the An family.
Now Song Jing finally figured it out. The Second Young Master had appeared some time ago.
Appeared without the young master being injured!
Song Jing said seriously: "I want to ask you that you have taken control of your body, what about the young master? Will the young master show up when you are injured in the future?"
This is the worst possibility that Song Jing guessed after learning about the recent events in the imperial garden.
For so many days, without being injured, the second young master has always been the dominant personality, and he has done so many things to threaten the young madam.
Song Jing felt that if the eldest young master was still conscious and could fight for control of his body, the second young master would never be allowed to do this.
So he guessed that it might take some special opportunity for the young master to show up.
Shen Yuzhi suddenly laughed, his smile full of anger, and said word by word: "I'm sorry, you guessed wrong. Whether I am injured or not, Shen Yutang will never appear again."
Song Jing's face changed: "Impossible, the young master will not disappear!"
How could the young master leave the young lady and disappear?
Shen Yuzhi's expression became arrogant and sinister, and he said maliciously: "Then you can wait and try."
Shen Yuzhi now hates hearing about Shen Yutang.
Everyone is talking about Shen Yutang, they all want Shen Yutang to appear, and An Ning only likes Shen Yutang.
What about him?
Why didn't Shen Yutang just die? Why did he give birth to such a malicious and rebellious personality?
Seeing Shen Yuzhi's reaction, Song Jing froze for a moment.
Is the young master really not going to show up?
No, impossible!
The young master has obsessions in his heart, and the young madam is his obsession. As long as the young madam is here, the young master will come back.
Song Jing adjusted his mentality, calmed down and said: "Second Young Master, you have misunderstood. To us, whether it is you or the eldest young master, they are actually the same person. We will not have any opinions. Now I just want to talk to you about the young master." Madam’s business.”
When it came to tranquility, Shen Yuzhi felt as if a bucket of cold water had been poured on his head, and the flames full of evil spirits were immediately extinguished.
He doesn't care about other people's malice, but he shouldn't hurt An Ning.
For him, peace is the only piece of pure land in the devastated hell, which he must protect and grasp.
Shen Yuzhi's voice lowered: "I know what you are going to say, respect her wishes, right? But her wish is to leave me behind! Her wish is to stay away from me!"
"Second Young Master, love means possessing and robbing someone to make yourself happy, but love means trying your best to make her safe and smooth."
"No! I can't let her go."
Let her go and he will die.
Song Jing said seriously: "If you can't let go, at least don't force me."
Shen Yuzhi fell silent, as if thinking. After a long time, he nodded.
Song Jing breathed a sigh of relief, this was what he wanted.
The second young master can no longer force the young madam.
After Song Jing finished talking, he left the study.
Shen Yuzhi stayed in the study until dark, then came out with a sullen face.
He subconsciously walked to An Ning, opened the door and took a look.
As soon as An Ning saw him, she started screaming and even scratched Lu Ling during the struggle.
Lu Ling stared at Shen Yuzhi fiercely, lowered his voice and said quickly: "Get out quickly, I finally calmed her down, if you irritate her again, I will really beat you to death, you bastard!"
An Ning's fear was like a sharp blade stabbing into Shen Yuzhi's heart, making Shen Yuzhi's feet seem to be stuck and unable to move forward.
He can't force her anymore.
She is really going to die...
Shen Yuzhi hurriedly took two steps back, out of An Ning's sight, and An Ning's screams stopped.
Lu Ling snorted coldly.
After Shen Yuzhi went out, Lu Ling tried to coax An Ning to eat something.
Before An Ning, I couldn't eat due to stomach bleeding, but now I can eat, but I have been falling asleep repeatedly without eating, and I can't survive long with just infusions.
Her face had become thinner, and she was so weak that a gust of wind could blow her away.
Lu Ling and An Ning had a good conversation, and An Ning agreed. However, Lu Ling asked someone to bring millet porridge over. An Ning looked at the bowl full of porridge, and her eyes became frightened again, as if she had seen something terrible.
At this moment, Lu Ling regretted that she had hit Shen Yuzhi too lightly.
She was scared when she saw the bowl.
That bastard actually forced such an indifferent peace to be like this.
Lu Ling said quickly: "I'm sorry, I'm sorry, we don't need the bowl, I'll let someone take it away."
Lu Ling immediately asked someone to change the bowl and got a cartoon cup to hold the millet porridge.
An Ning was not so afraid this time.
Lu Ling scooped up a spoonful of millet porridge and fed it to An Ning's mouth.
An Ning's expression seemed to be hesitating. She looked at Lu Ling's face seriously. After looking at it for a while, she opened her mouth.
After swallowing a mouthful of porridge, she looked a little uncomfortable.
It's like I want to vomit but don't dare to.
Lu Ling reached out and patted An Ning's back gently, coaxing with great sadness: "It's okay, don't be afraid, everything will be fine in the future."
But after Lu Ling fed her three mouthfuls, An Ning vomited and couldn't control her vomiting.
Her little face was pale, like a flower that was about to wither.
Lu Ling was shocked: "An Ning, what's wrong with you? Why did you vomit after you just took a few bites?"
An Ning subconsciously apologized hastily: "I was wrong, I won't vomit, and I will never vomit again."
Lu Ling realized that his voice was too loud and quickly lowered his voice: "I'm sorry, I'm not forcing you, just throw up if you want to. It's okay."
An Ning seemed to have been traumatized. After vomiting, he lost energy after saying a few words, stopped eating, fell into a drowsy state and fell asleep again.
Lu Ling tidied up the room and walked out of the room with an ugly face.
Bi Qinghua and Song Jing were in the living room talking about An Ning's next treatment method.
Bi Qinghua's expression was serious: "Her life is not in danger now. As long as you make sure not to stimulate her anymore, she can gradually recover. It's mainly a mental problem. We are not good at it. I contacted a friend and will come over tomorrow."
Song Jing affirmed: "I will have people guard the young lady all day long to avoid any harm and stimulation. Lu Ling's uncle is also an expert in this field. We discussed the issue of young lady's stress disorder together, and Lu Ling has invited him coming."
Bi Qinghua nodded: "That should be no problem."
Lu Ling went downstairs and when he heard this, he said angrily: "It's okay! She can't even eat now and vomits after taking two mouthfuls. Is this okay? Is this fucking okay?"