In the end, Su Yuqing sneaked back to the Prime Minister's Mansion.

"Miss, Miss!" When Qiu Ling in the courtyard saw Su Yuqing covered in blood, she almost fainted on the spot.

"Shh Su Yuqing hurriedly raised her fingers to stop her from speaking.

"Why is there no one in this courtyard?" Su Yuqing's phoenix eyes flickered, the dark light flickered at the bottom of her eyes, and she dragged Qiu Ling, who had scared off the six spirits of the seven souls, back to the room, and asked as she walked.

"Miss, where have you been, how did you get like this!" Qiu Ling was so frightened that she didn't return to her soul yet, and she didn't pay attention to Su Yuqing's questioning.

Su Yuqing's phoenix eyes condensed slightly, and the temperature in the room was suddenly cold and suffocating.

Qiu Ling shivered excitedly, and looked at Su Yuqing timidly: "Little, Miss, you have been going out and not returning, and we are not allowed to make a noise, so since the sun set, Qiu Ling has found something to send those little maids out, this person is so talkative that they are afraid that they will say something......"

Su Yuqing nodded with satisfaction, the four big maids in her yard, the most clever one was Qiu Ling.

"Fortunately, Miss is back, Qiu Ling is about to cry!" Qiu Ling cried with joy, but when she turned her eyes, she saw Su Yuqing's neck like jade and snow, and she was suddenly frightened, "Miss! Where have you been? How did it get like this? ”

As he spoke, he turned around and was about to call the doctor, but was grabbed by Su Yuqing and pulled back.

"Do you want to see your young lady die before I am willing? Why don't you go find some cotton cloth, by the way, go to the treasury in the house and ask for geraniums. Su Yuqing raised her hand to cover her jade neck and leaned on the chaise longue, as if she was extremely tired, "What about Chunlan, Xia Luo and Dongxue?" ”

Qiu Ling rummaged through the cabinets to find cotton cloth, and when she heard Su Yuqing's question, she hurriedly replied: "Chunlan asked for leave to visit her seriously ill wife yesterday, or did you personally approve it." Xia Luo went to Shangshu Mansion, and Miss Zhou asked her to make a jade pendant, and after she sent it, she sent someone back to say that Miss Zhou kept her, and asked her to make a golden silk fan pendant. As for the winter snow......"

Su Yuqing's originally closed phoenix eyes opened slightly, and the light in her eyes was like a crystal ice light floating on an ice pool, pouring out in an instant, and her long eyelashes trembled gently like the wings of an ink butterfly, and under the projection of the candlelight, a long shadow was pulled out, covering the fierce color under her eyes.

On the cheeks, which are as white as clotted fat, the ruddy color of the past has been lost due to blood loss, but they are still beautiful and moving, and the grace makes people dare not look directly.

"What's wrong with Dongxue?" Su Yuqing asked lightly.

Qiu Ling walked over with a cotton cloth, bit her lip and looked at Su Yuqing carefully, after not seeing any emotion on her face, Qiu Ling's heart sank to the bottom, and said softly: "She had been staying in the courtyard with the slave maid before, but the slave maid found that she was always a little absent-minded, until a pillar of incense, she said that she wanted to go out for a walk." ”

"Hmm. Let's go to the storeroom. Su Yuqing waved her hand and nodded lightly.

Qiu Ling hurriedly withdrew. She followed Su Yuqing's side when she was a child, although Su Yuqing's face was faint, she still felt that the master was angry, and he was very angry.

Until Qiu Ling came back again, Su Yuqing still closed her eyes and rested quietly on the chaise longue.

"Miss, did you sleep?" Qiu Ling stepped forward and called softly, feeling a little embarrassed in her heart, although the wound of the young lady stopped bleeding, there was still a faint streak of blood coming out, and more importantly, the clothes worn by the young lady were made of texture and luxurious colors, and they were not affordable by ordinary officials at first glance, even in the prime minister's mansion, there was only one horse stored in the young lady's courtyard, which was still orange. Miss, where did she come from? Why is she not wearing her own clothes, and then looking at the blood-stained placket, Qiu Ling's heart is blocked, Miss must have suffered!