Look at these rancid, cold meals.

The eleventh prince, who had been a little shaky recently because of his violent mood swings, suddenly stood up from his position.

He walked step by step towards the meals, his gaze as cold as an ice blade, making people shudder.

The two servants who came to deliver the meal couldn't help but jump in their hearts when they saw this.

Forced by such a momentum, he retreated step by step, and his eyes gradually showed a look of fear.

"Your Highness, Your Highness, the old slave advised His Highness not to act rashly, the emperor is still staring at it now, His Royal Highness's mother and concubine have made such a monstrous mistake, the old slave advises His Highness to be a little calmer and be patient." This minion just hopes that he can swallow this bitterness, although it is said to be comforting, but in fact, it is also sarcastic and ridiculed.

These words were really harsh in the ears of the eleventh prince.

He looked at them with a cold gaze, as if he were looking at a dead man.

The two minions shivered even more, and immediately tried to flee backwards.

But it was too late, obviously looking at the eleventh prince who couldn't turn over.

Who would have thought that he would bring such a valley and still maintain his previous arrogance.

Not long after the two minions fled, they were caught up by the Eleventh Prince, who was good at riding and shooting.

With a "snort", the two daggers just fell, and the chests of the two minions.

In an instant, blood gushed out and sprinkled directly onto the face of the Eleventh Prince.

His face was gloomy, under the sunlight, these blood were shining, it was clear that it was the morning sun now, it was warm, but the eleventh prince was like a person falling into an ice cellar, it was cold to the bone.

He drew his knife, and the two men lost any support and breath, and fell to the ground with a heavy blow.

Another blur of flesh and blood.

The Eleventh Prince just took the dagger back and gently wiped it with a handkerchief.

He looked at the two minions on the ground, and there was no pity in his eyes.

Instead, he hooked the corners of his bloody lips, sneered, and said the loud words: "Dog minion, what are you, you also come to see my jokes, no one dares to come to see my jokes, no one can." ”

He is arrogant, even in the final stage, even if the fish dies and the net is broken, no one is allowed to break it.

The servant who was waiting for him came and saw the two bodies on the ground.

He screamed, slumped to the ground, and looked at the eleventh prince's gaze as if he were looking at the Shura devil crawling out of the ground, trembling all over, and his face was so pale that he couldn't say a word.

The news of the eleventh prince killing two minions who delivered food soon spread.

Some people scolded the eleventh prince for being cruel, and some people said that the eleventh prince was crazy, and the emperor should deal with the prince who didn't take human life seriously as soon as possible.

The news also reached Qin Miaomiao's ears, or these things were boiling, and she couldn't even think about it.

At that time, she was combing her hair.

What he is holding in his hand is a very exquisite jade comb, which is warm to the touch, without the coldness of ordinary jade, anyway, there is an indescribable softness and delicacy.

Her fingers weaved between the black silks, combing her hair back and forth.

"The Eleventh Prince killed those two people?" She asked rhetorically, as if casually, a little carelessly.

"yes." The slave replied, with some fear on her face: "I heard that the eleventh prince raised his sword and fell without blinking his eyes, it was too cold-blooded and terrifying." ”

Hearing this, Qin Miaomiao's expression was strange, and then she ordered the slave maid: "Change my clothes, and prepare a carriage for me by the way." ”

The slave maid didn't know why: "County Lord, where are you going?" ”

Qin Miaomiao's expression remained unchanged, and she only lightly spit out a few words: "Eleventh Prince's Mansion." ”

When she came to the Eleventh Prince's Mansion, there were guards outside, and the guards were impenetrable.

The place has been completely ruined, and the tiled walls outside have spider silk knotted.

After greeting people from outside the house, she walked in.

I met the rumored Eleventh Prince, who had gone crazy.

He was still wearing a luxurious brocade robe, without a clever maid to serve him and make up, although he had already put on a crown, but perhaps it was his own crown, so he was a little nondescript, but he could still see that he was trying his best to maintain his bearing and dignity.

Even when he saw her coming, there was no overly excited look on his face.

just looked at her with a hint of ridicule: "What's the matter, Seventh Princess, is this here to see my jokes, as you wish, I have now fallen into this situation, but even so, this prince can't help people like you to see jokes." ”

Seeing that he still had to remain noble at this level, Qin Miaomiao was silent.

There was no mockery, no contempt, her eyes were flat to the point of indifference.

"I'm just here to ask the Eleventh Prince a question, does my husband have anything to do with your mother?" She found a place to sit, sat down on her own, and then asked him as if she were chatting.

The Eleventh Prince was furious.

From beginning to end, he hated Qin Miaomiao's calm appearance the most.

It was as if nothing could pry her emotions, as if everything about him was worthless.

Even if others ridiculed and ridiculed him, she was like a nobody.

It's just that she is so bland, and she can easily break all his disguises, which makes him extremely angry.

Maybe it was because of anger, maybe it was because of hatred, the eleventh prince suddenly laughed distortedly, and then mocked: "Yes, how can they have nothing to do with it, let me tell you, your seventh prince is actually a wild seed born to my mother's concubine, no, he is not even a wild seed, he is a mongrel, he was born with those lowly guards outside, people like him should rot in the gutter, and they should be the most humble mice!" ”

The Eleventh Prince did it on purpose, deliberately using the dirtiest words to explain the matter.

But Qin Miaomiao's gaze was still flat, as if she was watching a play, watching a clown who jumped off the beam acting, everything about him was a joke in her eyes.

He suddenly lost all his strength and sat down on the ground.

"Haha, it doesn't make sense to say this, I understand, trying to provoke you is delusional." The eleventh prince sneered, and suddenly he didn't care about all this.

He had calmed down after losing the impulse he had just had.

Even he didn't know why, he would answer Qin Miaomiao's question, obviously he could turn a blind eye: "So the matter of my mother's concubine, in fact, I don't know, but I still have to remind you that my mother's concubine is not as simple as it seems on the surface, at least her ability is more than that." ”