"Then we'll go rest first," Wei Yi said, standing up, and then took Xi'er's hand and went upstairs. Now only Youyun and Yongyu remained downstairs. Yongyu walked to Youyun's side and said to him, "Don't be too emotional." After saying this, she also went upstairs. At this moment, Youyun's expression was very complicated. "Ying'er, who exactly are you?!" Youyun said after saying this, and also went upstairs.
At this time, Yinglin and Bingtong had already returned to the castle. They still remembered the scene when they returned to the castle... Yinglinhelped Bingtong and quickly walked to the road leading to the castle. Of course, many people dressed in black suits were standing on both sides of the road. When they saw someone coming, they immediately stood in the middle of the road and asked, "Who is it?" But no one answered them. It wasn't until they got closer that those people could see who it was.
Upon seeing that the newcomers were Bing Tong and Ying Lin, they hurriedly knelt down on one knee, saying, "Miss Bing, Miss Lan." Ying Lin helped Bing Tong slowly walk towards the castle. Those kneeling on the ground suddenly noticed some bloodstains. Then, looking up at Bing Tong and Ying Lin as they walked away, they were shocked to see that Bing Tong's arm was covered in blood. 'Her Highness is injured.' This was the first thought that crossed everyone's mind.
Ying Lin helped Bing Tong to the castle gate. The servants standing on both sides of the castle, seeing Bing Tong's injury, rushed to her side. Seeing that Bing Tong's right arm was stained red, the leader stepped forward and said, "Miss Bing, you are injured. Perhaps..." "No." Before she could finish speaking, Bing Tong weakly began. "But..." "There are no buts. Don't try to defy my orders." Bing Tong suddenly broke free from Ying Lin's support and stood fiercely in front of her.
Seemingly sensing the chill emanating from Bing Tong, the maid immediately knelt on the ground, trembling as she said, "I...I'm sorry, Miss, I overstepped my bounds."
Hearing this, Bing Tong said nothing more, for if she didn't receive treatment, she would surely die from excessive blood loss, and besides, her body was already exhausted. Even so, Bing Tong remained silent. She would bear all the pain alone.
Passing the maid, Bing Tong walked straight into the castle. Ying Lin glanced at the maid, then at Bing Tong's retreating figure, and smiled helplessly. She said to the maid, "Get up! Don't interfere in Bing'er's affairs anymore." Hearing Ying Lin's words, the maid quickly thanked her. Actually, Bing Tong was being merciful today; in the past, that maid would have died many times over. This time, it was because Ying Lin was present, and she was injured, that she spared the maid for the time being.
As Yinglin entered the castle, she saw Bingtong sitting alone on the sofa, a small, ornate first-aid kit beside her, which looked like a jewelry box to the untrained eye. Bingtong took out a pair of scissors and cut open her clothes to reveal her wound. Blood was still flowing from the gunshot wound.
Yinglin quickly walked to Bingtong, knelt down, and said, "Bing'er, should I call a doctor to treat you?" "No need," Bingtong replied without even glancing at her. How could she let a doctor treat her? Everyone would know she was injured. Then 'he' would definitely drop everything to come find her, so she absolutely couldn't call a doctor.
Yinglin had no choice but to accept Bingtong's words. She knew that once Bingtong spoke, no one could disobey. Seeing
the sadness in Yinglin's eyes, Bingtong knew that Yinglin was blaming herself again, blaming herself for not protecting herself. Then, with great effort, she forced a smile and said to Yinglin, "Ying'er, have you forgotten who I am? I'll be fine. Come on, I'll tell you what to do, and you can treat my wounds."
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