Chapter 409: These Blood Stains Are More Like ......
When the prince walked out of the Heart Nourishing Palace, he had been preoccupied, and he always felt that the emperor's conversation with him today was faintly strange.
Especially at the end, he asked about his children, these have nothing to do with the affairs of the court, why did the emperor suddenly ask this?
Is it really as simple as just caring about the Lingwang Mansion?
No, the royal mind is not pure. That......
"Lord Ling, what a coincidence." was thinking about things, and suddenly a voice came into his ears, and Lord Ling turned around and said with a smile: "Prime Minister." ”
Prime Minister Qin stood in front of the prince of Ling, followed by his son Qin Yue, it seemed that he was meeting the emperor, and it was really time......
"Prime Minister, how are you doing lately? Heard...... Tomorrow is the death day of Mrs. Zun. ”
"There is no big problem with the body, otherwise I am sorry for the care of my beloved wife before her death. It's the prince of Ling, who is so idle every year, and his wife and children are all good? ”
Joke about his free time again, he knows his current situation, Prince Ling slightly provoked the corners of his sarcastic mouth, but smiled politely, "Thank you for your concern, my wife and children are all right." ”
"That's good. Son, let's go in. ”
Qin Yue nodded, "Good father, Lord Ling walks slowly." ”
After the prince left, Prime Minister Qin stopped and looked at his son with a cold face, "You really ...... last night Is it so? ”
“…… Be. Father, whether you scold your son for being confused or reckless, your son will never fight back. ”
Prime Minister Qin sneered, "Forget it, she is not innocent now, and I don't blame you." ”
Qin Yue was obviously surprised, but he didn't expect his father to blame him, he nodded, "My son understands." ”
Prime Minister Qin glanced at him, then crossed over to him and walked towards the Heart Cultivation Palace.
Qin Yue was still standing on the stairs, remembering that last night, the picture of joy ~ love was still vivid, which made him so dissatisfied, he coldly hooked the corners of his mouth, and followed in.
……
Until then:
Qin Lingshuang got up early, she opened her eyes, lifted the curtain, got out of bed and opened the window, feeling the temperature of the sun.
When the maid heard the sound of Qin Lingshuang getting up, she cleverly picked up the clothes and shoes hanging on the screen and handed them to Qin Lingshuang, "Miss, the slave will help you change your clothes." ”
After changing her clothes, Qin Lingshuang pointed to the bed, "Xiaohuan, the bed is too messy, you go and clean it up." ”
"Yes."
Miss's bed is really not an ordinary mess, the whole quilt has been turned over, the pillows have fallen to the ground, and even the silk threads on the face have been scattered, several knots have been tied, and the bed is still a little bloodstained, Xiaohuan snorted softly, "Miss, are you injured?" ”
"How?"
"There is blood on the bed, the slave thinks you are injured, let the slave and maid take a look." After speaking, Xiaohuan ran to Qin Lingshuang and gently helped Qin Lingshuang's arm.
Qin Lingshuang glanced at it, her pupils constricted, she stepped back as she spoke, just hit the wooden sandalwood table with both hands, she was lifted by Xiaohuan with one hand, and groped for a pair of scissors behind her back with the other hand, she slashed it on her hand, and then showed a blank look, raised her hand, her face changed suddenly, and she looked frightened, "I don't know...... Ah, my hand is really, really hurt! ”
"Miss, wait, slave maid go call the doctor!" Xiaohuan hurriedly ran out.
Qin Lingshuang looked down at the wound, do you still need to call a doctor?
It didn't look like it was a wounded bloodstain, and with the messy bed, she could vaguely guess what was going on.
These blood stains are more like ...... Qin Lingshuang didn't dare to imagine it.
Maybe it's surprise, maybe it's ...... Excited.