When she returned to her room, she plunged into the bed, but she was so distraught that she couldn't sleep.

Murong Xiang shouldn't be such a stingy person!

But all his expressions show that he is angry, should he admit his mistake with him and give in?

"Ahh......h

Yi Linger covered her head with the quilt, and her heart was a mess.

No, Murong Xiang is not such a stingy person, she will believe in herself, but why would he ...... Thinking of this, Yi Linger ran out without even wearing shoes.

When she pushed open the door of the study and saw the person on the bed and the person in front of the bed, she finally verified her conjecture.

Sure enough, he was hurt!

"How's he doing?"

Yi Ling'er trembled her voice and asked Bai Meiweng, who was giving Murong Xiang a needle.

"It's fine, just a little bit of internal injury. It's just that this mouthful of blood has been held for too long and hurts my heart and lungs, so it's okay to rest for two days, don't worry. ”

"Princess, sit down first, the prince is fine, there is an eyebrow here."

Rong An saw that Yi Ling'er was not wearing shoes at all, and she would definitely catch a cold if she stood for a long time.

"Okay."

Yi Linger sat on the chair in front of the table, and when she looked down, she saw the painting that she had not had time to put away, on which was a little girl, dressed in pink, with a light pink cotton jacket and white fluff on her collar.

Ellinger always felt familiar, had she ever seen the person in the painting?

It feels like her own when she was a child, but there is no red mark on her forehead at all.

Who is this girl?

Looking at the silk paper of this painting, it has been some time, it should have been many years ago.

And it can be seen that some people often take it out to see.

There is still a little bloodstain, could it be that Murong Xiang was stained?

Does he care much about the people in his paintings?

I don't even want to throw it away when I'm injured.

The more Yi Linger looked at it, the more she felt that the person in the painting was like herself, except for the red mark, the rest was almost carved out of a mold.

Yi Linger turned the painting over, and there was a word written on the bottom right of the drawing paper, "Tan"

！

Is the name of the person in the painting Tan?

Illinger suddenly had a bad thought in her head, and that feeling was strong.

Did Murong Xiang give all his favor to himself because of his resemblance to the person in the painting?

Doesn't she become a shadow of a person?

"Princess, give the painting to your subordinates!"

Rong An was shocked when he saw Yi Ling'er holding the painting, the prince hadn't woken up yet, and he didn't know how to explain it to the princess, so let's wait for the prince to wake up.

I had no choice but to take the painting from Yi Ling'er's hand.

"Whose painting is this?"

"Princess, this ......"

"Who, I asked?"

Seeing that he refused to speak, Yi Ling'er added another point of doubt in her heart.

"The prince's."

"What's the name of the person in the painting?"

"Princess, don't be embarrassed by ......"

Under.

"Didn't you hear what I asked?"

Before he could finish speaking, Ellinger interrupted him, eager to test her suspicions.

She doesn't want to be a shadow, she doesn't want to die of distress!

"Zheng Tan."

Rong An was also very entangled, he didn't know what to say, he was so frightened by Yi Ling'er that he said it without even thinking about it.

"Okay, I got it...... I got ......."

Ellinger stood up with her strength and pressed her hand on the table to barely support her crumbling body.

Rong An came back to his senses and thought about it, it's broken!

"Princess, listen to me......"

After all, this person is not that person!

What!

It's a mess!

Before Rong An could finish speaking, Yi Ling'er pushed the door and went out.