Rebirth: The sickly prince ran away after flirting with him

"What?" Song Lan didn't understand.

He stood still and walked closer to the attendant, but the two men finally couldn't hold it back and vomited in front of Song Lan, "Ugh..."

Song Lan: "!!!"

He backed away in disgust, "Did you eat something bad?"

An attendant calmed down and replied: "No, it's because you have a strange smell, sir."

Song Lan raised his hand and smelled his own scent, "It's not bad."

The attendant was puzzled, and boldly tried to smell it, "Yuck!"

Song Lan: "..."

They must be sick.

With this thought in mind, Song Lan left the palace.

On the street, the pedestrians stayed away from him, as if he was some kind of ferocious beast?

No, no, they all covered their mouths and noses, and their exposed eyes were full of disgust.

After walking for a while, an old beggar with a broken leg cursed.

"Looking at the gorgeous clothes, how come the stench from the whole body comes out to harm people, and the conscience is picked up by the dog and eaten? Or the heart and liver are necrotic, the stench overflows from the heart and liver, and it is stinking to death!"

Song Lan had a dark face, "Old man, what are you talking about?"

This person was talking to him, clearly referring to him!

The old beggar suddenly realized, "No wonder, people have a bad mouth and they have a bad mouth. They complement each other."

The young man in green robe who was having tea in the teahouse upstairs folded his fan and said with a smile: "Hahaha, they really complement each other."

After seeing who it was, Song Lan was so angry that he couldn't let it out. He shouted "Brother Ziqing" from the armrest and waved his sleeves to leave.

"Second Master, do we want to go up and take a look?"

Xue Ziqing shook his head, "No, he has a master who wants to teach him a lesson. We just have tea and watch a show. Just look at it, today we will definitely defeat the spirit of this playboy Song Lan."

Sure enough, just as Song Lan took a few steps forward, a big black dog jumped out of the street. It was dirty, with its tongue hanging out of its mouth, and its eyes seemed to be filled with the light of a hunter, and it quickly moved in the direction of Song Lan. The ground is coming.

After Song Lan found out, he was so scared that his legs went weak.

He wanted to run, but his legs and feet didn't work.

After finally being able to leave, the big black dog also ran into my face.

Song Lan kicked the big black dog and ran back quickly. Passing by the old beggar, he could still hear the old beggar's mocking laughter.

"Dogs like to eat smelly things."

Soon, Song Lan was chased by a dog, and a man and a dog fought in the street.

Song Lan didn't have the madness of the big black dog, and soon fell into a disadvantage.

There were more and more people watching the show around, pointing and pointing, but no one came forward to help.

Song Lan was bitten and had many wounds on her body, dripping with blood.

"Second Master, don't we help him? If Song Yuan knew that we refused to save him..."

Xue Ziqing made a "hush" gesture and said, "Wait a little longer."

"Ouch..." The big black dog was shot by an arrow and died instantly.

"Look, isn't the person who saved him coming?"

"Second Master is wise."

The person who rescued Song Lan was the person sent by Song Yuan to secretly protect Song Lan. If his life was not in danger, that person would not take action easily.

After all, Song Yuan's ambitions were huge, and many of his forces were shady.

But today, the man had no choice but to take action and revealed one of Song Yuan's trump cards.

"Song Yuan, a member of the Feiying Sect, is quite capable."

"Second Master, do you want to inform the head of the family about this?"

Xue Ziqing put down the tea cup, "No need, I have my own plan for this matter."