Prince Kisses Me Again

When Qingning followed the footprints and found the side hall, he happened to hear the brilliance of the medicine, so he stopped his footsteps and went closer to the corner. This place was a little off too, even with the big commotion at night, he still could not get to the other courtyards.

What she didn't know was that someone, in order to make it more convenient for her to be tainted by Jiang Yu, had specially sent all the servants and maidservants outside the hall away.

The man inside struggled as hard as he could, until he finally fell down from the sky.

The man did not show any signs of restraint as he played around tirelessly.

Broken pieces of clothes floated out from the hall. Qingning reached out to catch them, but someone moved even faster than her. With two fingers, he held them in his hands, "This king doesn't know that Lu still has the habit of not sleeping in the middle of the night, of running around to listen to other people's corner!"

This was absolutely not something that a servant servant of the residence could afford. In Qingning's mind, he suddenly saw the crowd that he had seen earlier in the day before, and heard the hoarse and slightly tearful shouts from within, and after a moment, his gaze focused on one place.

Lu Mengke, that's right, this was something that allowed Lady Lin and her daughter to stabilize their position in the Lu's Mansion, without a doubt.

She stared at the tattered strip of cloth between her fingers, but there was a trace of an evil smile on her face as she said, "What a disaster. If you continue to climb onto my bed without saying a word next time, I don't mind letting you have a taste of being oppressed!"

The almost hoarse, low sobs made the light threat that Qingning posed seem to be even more feasible.

She unconsciously leaned back, her black sleeves blocking the way as the icy pillar of the room pressed against her back. Helpless, he looked into the depths of her soul and there was no ridicule in his eyes as he put on an extremely serious expression: "If that person was you, this king can properly consider it!"

Immediately, she bent her waist and dodged his arm like a snake or a scorpion, then decisively replied: "Prince Rong is overthinking it, that person definitely is not me!"

Although the rumors were not that reliable, but with Qin Huo's eye-catching appearance and his special identity, such a person should be isolated as soon as possible, and as far away as possible.

"Yes." Seemingly her reaction was a little overboard, he replied softly. Just as Qingning felt a breath of relief pass through him, he suddenly raised his eyebrows and laughed, "Ordinary girls are always a little shy at home for the first time. It turns out that Lu is no different from ordinary people in this aspect!"

At this moment, the moon was high in the sky and the stars were high in the sky. However, the people in front of him were like jade trees. Their faces were clear and their eyes were bright.

It was a pity that Qingning did not have the heart to appreciate it. He only had a mouthful of blood dripping down his throat.

Behind him, Qin Huo retracted his smile, pushed off the ground with his feet, and an ink-black corner silently swept past the roofs of the layers of Lu's Mansion.

Not long after the two of them left, there was a sudden scream from within the hall. The blood that splashed out dyed the paper windows red. Someone outside collapsed powerlessly in a pool of blood.

That night at the third fragment of the night, lights shone from a side hall of the Lu Family and the sounds of footsteps rang out.

It was rumored that someone had entered the palace in the middle of the night to send a letter: The second son of the Yongan, Jiang Yu, had his chest pierced dozens of times by the hairpin and lost his life here.

The blood all over the ground had yet to dry and rags were scattered everywhere. The temperature of Jiang Yu's corpse had yet to disappear and there were still remnants of the charming and charming aura that filled the room.

His legs trembled as he staggered from the doorstep and fell down. His sleeves were stained with blood as he pulled out the bronze hairpin from his beloved son's chest and held it in his trembling hands.

It was the Yongan which had allowed him to present a treasure to the Lu Family before the Spring Festival, and then ended up in the hands of Lu Mengke. Tonight, Jiang Yu was killed by the hairpin in an extremely cruel manner, and the murderer, as if to vent his anger, had to stab him with dozens of hairpins consecutively before abandoning the hairpin and escaping.

Lady Jiang, her hair slightly frosted by the frost, rushed into the room and hugged her son as she wailed miserably, "My son, my son, who is so heartless to actually take your life. I want to kill him and make him suffer a miserable death!"

The butler, who had been unable to catch up in time, wanted to intervene, but when he heard the middle-aged woman's vicious words, he couldn't help but shiver. As a member of the imperial court, his son had somehow died in the Shang Shu Manor, and was hesitating on what to say.

Lu Lianghua, who was dressed in a crimson official's robe at the door, entered the side hall and immediately went forward to call out with a crying face, "Master!"

In the evening, when he was still a live young lad, why did he go there when it was only the middle of the night?