Luo Sheng sat for a while and went back first. Meng Huo personally sent him out of the house, and then returned to the room. Ping An had already lay down and rested again, and fell asleep after just so much effort.
Meng Huo sat on the edge of the bed, pulled up the quilt and covered her, seeing her sleeping face, his heart felt soft.
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On the other side, Yi Guoren went back to his residence in disgrace. The second prince's face was quite ugly. He didn't want to see Zhou Ling, a troublemaker, but he had no choice but to see him.
He really wondered now, why did the emperor send such an idiot to marry him? If he really annoyed the emperor of the Zhou Dynasty, wouldn't he want to fight again
Naturally, the envoy didn't dare to say anything to the princess, so only the second prince could speak. When the second prince came to Zhou Ling's room angrily, the third prince was also there.
This time the third prince came along hidden among the guards.
This was an order from his father, but the second prince didn't know what he wanted to do, and the emperor didn't say either.
Zhou Ling was indeed beaten badly this time, lying on the bed screaming non-stop, the injury was mainly due to pain.
"Zhou Ling, what's the matter with you? How could you beat the eighth concubine so hard? There's nothing wrong with them beating you. How dare you let us enter the palace to seek justice for you? Why are you so shameless?" The second prince was also very angry, otherwise he would not be able to say such cruel words.
Zhou Ling was waiting for the news, and when he heard him say this, he almost died of anger.
"What did you say? Say it again!" Zhou Ling sat up abruptly, but the whip wound on her body hurt her so much that she gasped.
"Why didn't you tell me about your wounding?" The second prince looked at her with gloomy eyes.
"How does her injury compare to mine?" Zhou Ling glared at him angrily.
"Just tell me now, did you hurt the eighth prince or concubine?" The second prince was also annoyed now, looking at her with cold eyes.
"I just hit her!"
"That's enough! You beat people up like that, and you didn't even say a word. We've lost all face today, and Emperor Zhou was also angry. This matter is over. If you dare to make trouble again, you will start a war directly!" "The second prince finished speaking and prepared to leave.
"I didn't, I really didn't, I'll just hit her!" Zhou Ling was stunned, and reflected that Luo Qingqing was playing tricks.
The third prince, who had been silent all this time, said, "Did you see with your own eyes that the eighth prince concubine was seriously injured?"
"Of course, I saw it with my own eyes, and the injury was serious." The second prince didn't believe in safety too much, but Meng Huo cried so badly at that time that no one would have thought that she would cheat.
"Are you sure she's not pretending?" The third prince combined the fan in his hand, and looked at him with pursed lips.
"Yes, yes, she is just pretending, don't be fooled by her!"
"Impossible! Absolutely impossible! Don't talk nonsense here, don't make trouble anymore, if something happens again! No one can protect you!" The second prince turned and left angrily.
The third prince put away the folding fan in his hand, "Interesting, really interesting."
"Brother Erhuang, are you crazy? You actually believe an outsider, and you don't believe me!" Zhou Ling couldn't believe it.
The third prince gave her a contemptuous look, "Based on what you have done, no one would believe you! I am even more curious, what did that woman do to make the second brother believe in her so firmly!"
"..."
Zhou Ling was almost pissed off, because she was so angry that she only felt top-heavy and dizzy, and fell down on the bed in the next second.