Chapter 312

"The royal doctor has seen it. It's OK."

Qingfeng's voice just fell. Suddenly, there was a light noise in the room. It was very light, like something was hit. This little movement had nothing to do with it, but Zhuo Qing felt her hands shaking suddenly. The water core has a pair of bright eyes looking directly at the closed window lattice, sharp as if to see into the room.

"Ruyi, don't look for it. Just take a shawl. It doesn't have to be mink." Qingfeng's voice sounded faintly with some helplessness and laziness. At the same time, he got up slowly and quietly drew back Zhuo Qing's hand. He pretended to tidy up the skirt and cover the panic in his eyes.

"No, the mink's cape is warm enough." There was a soft female voice in the room, and then there were several soft sounds, like searching for something.

As expected, she is a smart girl. The green maple dark relieved a breath, the facial expression also more natural a few minutes, smile way: "this wench is really."

Shuixin also turned around with a smile. His face was still that soft smile, but he didn't see the sharpness just now. What he said was to cool Qingfeng's heart again: "that soft sedan chair is across the door of the house, so it's not convenient to get in and out. Let's have the maid come and carry it away."

There is still blood in the soft car, so she can't carry it away! Qingfeng smiled and said, "no, there's a banquet in the evening. If you're better, our palace may go to the banquet and it will be useful at that time. All right, get out of the way. "

Water core's eyes turned around on the soft car, but he didn't say anything, just slightly leaned over to salute, and then came out of the breeze hall.

Although tuckahoe has closed the door of the hall, Qingfeng is more frightened than before. He smiles as if he had wiped the corner of the water core mouth.

See her inexplicable fear. There is even an illusion that she is more difficult to deal with than Xin Yuening.

Qingfeng is immersed in his own thoughts, until he feels that her sister, who has been silent, suddenly pulls her up from the soft collapse, and is carefully examining her body. Qingfeng calls out doubtfully, "sister?"

Zhuo Qing also ignored her and examined her carefully. There was no injury to her body, and there was no problem with her temperature and heart rate. After confirming these, Zhuo Qing's face became worse and asked in a low voice, "what are you doing?"

Qingfeng subconsciously took a step back and whispered back, "I didn't do anything, I was tired."

"Your yard is full of bloody smell, you and I say it's ok?" As a forensic doctor, she was extremely sensitive to the smell of blood. From the moment she stepped into the yard, she had noticed something wrong.

There's a smell of blood in the yard?! Qingfeng's face turned white. He took a look at the closed doors and windows. At the soft sedan chair which was still a long distance away from them, his heart was a little more stable. He took a breath and sniffed it. Except for the smell of Begonia flowers in the first yard, he could not smell anything else. With a slight cough, Qingfeng pretended to be angry and said, "sister, what are you talking about! There's no smell of blood. "

Zhuo Qing doesn't speak. She just stares at her coldly. Qingfeng's heart is empty, but she dare not keep her eyes open. However, in front of Zhuo Qing's sharp eyes, she is secretly frightened. When is the elder sister so keen and powerful. Knowing that if you look at each other like this, you will inevitably show timidity. Don't turn your head a little. Qingfeng whispered, "I'm really OK, you Go back first. Tuckahoe, send my sister back. " Finish saying, green maple around Zhuoqing to go to the house, until the door closed steadily, green maple dare to breathe loudly.

"Madam Lou, this way, please..." Fu Ling's voice hasn't fallen yet. Zhuo Qing has stridden toward the door. Fu Ling can't stop her. Zhuo Qing has opened the curtain of the soft car. The dark blood in the deep of the soft car is inevitable.

Fuling is worried that Zhuo Qing will scream out in panic when she sees this scene, but she calmly gets into the soft car, careful not to touch anything, stops before the blood spot, only glances at it, as if everything is clear to her chest.

Zhuo Qing stood at the door of the closed room, thinking and analyzing. The blood had condensed, but it had not dried up. It should have been left in about two hours. If the blood in the small stall in the soft car was all blood of one person, the amount of blood would not be fatal. There are traces of dragging in the soft car. The injured person should drag directly into the room.

"Qingfeng, open the door." Zhuo Qing pressed her voice very low. She guessed that Qingfeng must still be by the door. She must hear it.

The people in the room were obviously iron hearted and ignored her. Zhuoqing frowned, "is there anyone else in the room, right? Who is it?"

"Sister, don't worry about today, OK?" For a long time, the people inside finally spoke, but the voice was full of exhaustion and pleading.

"Open the door first!" As expected, Zhuo Qing's hand closed the door. Tuckahoe grabbed her wrist and said, "Madam Lou, the master won't open the door. You'd better go." With the master's care and care for his sisters, she will definitely not drag her sister into the whirlpool, and Lady Lou is not such a persuasive person. Poria thinks about it and lowers her voice. She says in Zhuoqing's ear, "if you bring others in, the master will kill you."

To kill? Zhuo Qing wants to break away from her hands. What kind of death is it? Who are the injured in the house? At this moment, she hated that she was not Gu Yun and could not analyze the truth of the matter through clues. Qingfeng's stubborn temper, she has seen, such a stalemate go on, no use at all, the water core just left, is not also see what?

Make sure Zhuoqing understands the seriousness of the matter, tuckahoe let go of her hand, "Madam Lou, please."

This time Zhuo Qing didn't get tangled again. She took a deep look at the closed door and went out of the hall with tuckahoe.

Poria took two steps. Seeing that Zhuoqing didn't keep up and stopped, she heard Zhuoqing's low voice: "Poria, I just asked you what you have done today, is it What's wrong? " Zhuo Qing wanted to ask "is it harmful to people's lives?" but she changed her mind at the last moment. She still didn't believe that Qingfeng was like that.

Tuckahoe raised his head in surprise and looked at Zhuoqing, frowning slightly, and soon recovered his former calm. He replied, "no, you should believe in the Lord."

Zhuo Qing's heart has been hanging since she saw the blood. It's not good. Maybe it's the previous working relationship. She respects every life. She knows that the harem is hard to survive, but she doesn't want Qingfeng's hands to be covered with blood.

They went all the way, but no one spoke. When they reached the Qianyang palace, Zhuo Qing stood up and said, "the Qianyang palace is in front of them. Go back."

Thinking of the confusion in the room of Qingfeng palace, Poria nodded and made a salute. Just about to leave, Zhuoqing suddenly stopped her again: "wait. If there is anything difficult for her, she will send me a message at the Xiangfu. "

Tuckahoe quietly raised his head and looked at Zhuo Qing again. After a day's tightening, the corner of his mouth was finally loosened

Poria went back, but Zhuo Qing didn't come back to the ceremony for a long time. Do you want to tell Lou Xiyan about these things today? After all, it's a matter of the harem. Is it useful to talk with him? It's a pity that Gu Yun just woke up from serious injury. She can't discuss it with her. Let's wait and see first. Zhuo Qing wryly smiles. Now she also learns to watch it change

After Zhuo Qing left, Qingfeng leaned against the door for a long time before slowing down. For the first time, she felt the oppression from her elder sister, which had never happened before. But now, Qingfeng had no energy to study this matter deeply. After calming down, she immediately turned to go into the inner room and said to wenpo, who was standing by the screen to coax the children: "today's affairs are not ordered by our palace, not a word To anyone. "

Steady old woman is from dare not many words, connect voice to return a way: "Niang Niang is at ease."

"Give me the baby. You go first."

"Yes." Wenpo carefully gives the child to Qingfeng and follows Ruyi out of the house.

Holding the child to the inner room, Lin Feng is cleaning up the diagnostic equipment. The sweat at one end shows how much energy was spent on the diagnosis and treatment just now. Qingfeng asked softly, "she How is it? "

Lin Feng sighed with relief, "I'm very weak, but I'm relieved for the time being. I'll go back and fry a pair of medicine. I'll send it later. "

"Well."

Lin Feng left with the medicine box, and the house was quiet. Qingfeng's heart was quiet and there were many problems to face.

The celebration is about to end. It's more than an hour before the evening banquet. In case that Shuixin and the queen say something, the queen won't come here so easily. Should she be frank with Yan Hongtian first, but what should be done to make him accept it without being furious? Looking at the sweet milk baby sleeping in his arms, and the person who just made a circle from the gate of ghosts when the bed collapsed, Qingfeng thought about how to go next.

After thinking about it, Qingfeng fails to make a perfect plan. Zhen Zhen Zhen, who is sleepy, wakes up again. Maybe she takes some medicine and has a rest. Her face is still pale and bloodless, but her spirit is much better than the last two times.

"Dance, help me up."

Dance son although not willing, in the eyes of his master son insist, also can only lift her up, rely on sitting at the head of the bed.

"Qingfeng, take me and my children back to the cold palace." The voice of Qingleng rings, Qingfeng frowns, "do you want to go back?" Does she want to raise the child in the cold palace?

"Well."

Qingfeng doesn't understand, "now that the child has been born safely, and is a prince, you just need to wait until the end of the celebration, find an opportunity to elaborate with yanhongtian, he should believe you, as long as he is willing to protect you, he will be able to protect you."

Zhen Zhen Zhen shook his head with a wry smile. "Remember I said, you don't know him, don't you know this harem?"

Qingfeng's face darkened. Zhen Zhen didn't mind if he didn't return her words. He continued: "now you may know a little about him, but you don't know the harem after all. If I don't find out what happened to me one day, I will always be guilty. It's impossible for me to raise my child. I can only be adopted by other concubines. At present, there is only one concubine in the harem. If you are pregnant, the child will never be adopted by you. He will only fall into the hands of the queen. You are also a mother. You should know the pain of separation of flesh and bone, let alone the pain of giving a child to the queen. "

These green maple just thought about it, and said: "it's not necessarily the queen, you can let the empress raise it."

Zhen Zhen sneers, "you should have heard of lady."

"Well." Now the Qingfeng hall was originally the place of the lady. She had heard of the lady herself.