He raised his hand and picked up the teacup, poured the tea inside it on the ground, and played with it repeatedly. A good-looking smile was drawn on the corner of his mouth, and a playful look flashed in his eyes. I am looking forward to the day of the official confrontation with you. You are a respectable and formidable opponent. Ha ha.
At night, there was a woman's shrill laughter from the house in Liuwen Lane. The laughter seemed to contain an extremely desolate taste, and it seemed very strange in the middle of the night. This situation continued for a whole night, and finally in the early morning of the second day, the neighbor next door was afraid that something had happened, so he reported to the official.
This matter aroused great attention from Baili Liumo. When receiving the report, he frowned slightly. He paused when he was playing chess with the prince, and led the soldiers to check Liuwen Lane in person, but when they arrived , the house in Liuwen Lane was already empty, but the things left behind made Baili Liumo sure that this was the place where the murderer lived.
The furnishings in the house are very simple. There is only a bed, a table, and a few chairs. There are all kinds of strange things, scissors, knives and other items on the cabinet in the corner. , the blood on the ground proves what happened here. There was also a small piece of something similar to fish skin that had been air-dried on the edge of the bed. He stepped forward and picked it up. Although it had been air-dried, he could still tell that it was human skin based on the touch. It's a dazzling light, but I clenched my fist tightly, as if I wanted to take a piece of human skin into my palm, grit my teeth, damn it! Still a step too late!
Leng Yetong woke up early in the morning and had breakfast and thought about going to the East Palace. Luo Qingrou's matter kept her calm, she always felt that something would happen, but she couldn't guess what would happen. Shaking his head weakly, let's go and see her first.
Baili Liumo's letter was delivered to Leng Yetong as soon as possible. Looking at the vigorous text on it, her pretty brows knitted together. Sure enough, she still ran away, still a step late, but with this letter The arrival of the letter expanded the uneasiness in her heart, as if everything was moving towards the part she couldn't predict.
In the East Palace, Luo Qingrou sat there in a yellow palace dress, with a slight sadness on her thin face, raised her hand to pick up the teacup, but her hand slipped, the teacup fell to the ground, and looked at the debris on the ground in despair. , bent over to pick them up, but accidentally scratched his finger, and the red blood flowed onto the white white porcelain, showing a strange beauty.
"Prince Concubine, let the servants come." Seeing that Luo Qingrou's hand was injured, the little palace maid hurriedly stepped forward to stop her next movement, neatly cleaned up the debris on the ground, and then took the handkerchief to hold it for her. The wound was wrapped, while bandaging the wound, he said with concern, "Princess, you are too careless, these days, you are always restless, it doesn't matter if you break something, you are hurting yourself. , the slaves are heartbroken."
"I know, this concubine, I will pay more attention next time." Luo Qing smiled warmly and looked at the little palace maid who was wrapping her wounds with a smile. There was a warm current in her heart, and there were still people caring about her, it's good .
"By the way, Crown Princess, Princess Dingguo sent a greeting card in the morning, and counting the time, it should be almost here now." The little palace maid carefully wrapped her wound, and smiled sweetly, as if suddenly remembered What is normal, he said with a smile.