The uncle borrowed some merits, and the princess drew the talisman fiercely

When Miss Qiu heard this voice, her eyes lit up, and she immediately grabbed Qingyin's sleeve and asked in a hoarse voice, "Is it my Senior Brother Jin Wang? Is he here to save me?"

Qingyin pulled out her sleeves and motioned Qingbao to quickly tie up her hair. At the same time, she said calmly, "Ms. Qiu, your throat is injured. You should not speak for the time being. You should protect your throat."

Miss Qiu was still very excited.

She struggled to get out of bed, and Qingyin helped her tidy up her clothes. She had just taken a coat from the bamboo house in front, which she thought belonged to Yan'er. It was just the right coat for Miss Qiu to wear.

But Miss Qiu heard Prince Jin's voice and was anxious to get out. When she was putting on her sleeves, she moved hastily and hit Qingyin in the face with her arm.

Qingyin took a breath.

She had been slapped by Yan'er before and her face still hurt.

When Lu Zhaoling heard what King Jin said, she ignored him completely. She still stood on tiptoe and looked at the skin and bones hanging on the stove, and the ball of hair, and saw the black air wrapped around it. She just took two steps back when she heard Qingyin's cry of pain.

She turned her head and saw Qingyin reaching out to touch her face, then pulling Miss Qiu to ask her to put on her coat properly.

"Qingyin." Lu Zhaoling called out.

"Miss?" Qingyin looked at her.

"Miss Qiu should still have the strength to put on her clothes by herself, let her do it herself."

Lu Zhaoling paused for a moment and added, "If you don't dress properly, there will be more than just Zhou Shiyue outside, there will also be many guards and officials."

Therefore, it is up to Miss Qiu herself whether to pack up neatly before going out.

"Yes."

Qingyin completely obeyed Lu Zhaoling's words and immediately let go of her hand.

Qingbao also took out his own hairpin and barely tied up Miss Qiu's hair, then took a step back.

The two maids stepped back. Miss Qiu was a little uncomfortable for a moment and almost fell to the ground.

She looked at Lu Zhaoling and wanted to frown, but because her face was too swollen, her expression looked a little funny.

She seemed to have thought of something, turned her head to look at Qingyin, and said in a hoarse voice, "Did I hit you just now? I'm sorry."

Her voice was hoarse like sand grinding over rusty iron, but she still managed to make the sentence clear.

Lu Zhaoling raised his eyebrows.

I didn't expect that Miss Qiu would apologize.

"Help Miss Qiu out," she said.

"Yes."

Qingyin and Qingbao supported Miss Qiu again.

Miss Qiu saw it clearly this time.

"Are you just angry that I hit your maid, so you are so cold to me?" Miss Qiu asked Lu Zhaoling.

Her voice was so unpleasant to listen to, but she kept talking like a chatterbox.

Lu Zhaoling didn't answer her and walked out first.

"Hey..." Miss Qiu wanted to call her again.

Lu Zhaoling has already gone out.

As soon as she went out, King Jin looked at her and said, "Let me see how many clusters of mushrooms there are." At the same time, he hooked his finger at her.

Lu Zhaoling walked towards him and put her hand on his shoulder. She looked at Lin Rong and said, "Master Lin, please pay attention to the things on the stove. There are human skin, human bones, and hair. The hair has been soaked in medicine and boiled, so you may not be able to tell at a glance."

Everyone around who heard her words gasped and their faces changed.

Sun Jiu couldn't help but ask, "Second Miss Lu, so the pot inside might have been used to stew people...?"

Lu Zhaoling nodded.

"Yes."

Mother.

Lord Chen hissed and subconsciously took a step towards Lord Lin.

As soon as he stretched out his hand, Lin Rong took two steps forward and distanced himself from him. Lord Chen's hand missed, and he froze for a moment, then awkwardly hit his right hand with his left hand.

"I am not afraid, really not."

Lin Rong asked, "Master Chen, do you want to go in with me to check it out?"

Lord Chen chuckled twice, "This should be Lord Lin's area of ​​responsibility. This case is in your Dali Temple, so I will not interfere. I am here to see Miss Qiu. Lord Lin, please, please."

He quickly stepped back.

We can't let Lin Rong be pushed into the wooden house. He was already unlucky today.

Lord Chen thought about it and quickly took a few steps towards Lu Zhaoling.

But before he got close, Prince Jin glanced over and said, "Aren't you here to see Miss Qiu? She'll be out soon, go get her."

Master Chen couldn't help but look sad, "Yes."

When he saw the girl being helped out by Qingyin and Qingbao, he almost screamed like a marmot.

Who is this?

Is this Miss Qiu Yunzhen, who is said to be as heroic and dashing as her father?

Lord Chen tried hard to swallow his exclamation.

He couldn't be so unkind to a girl who had experienced such a tragic thing. That would be detrimental to his moral character.

Master Chen stepped forward and tried to look as normal as possible, "Is it Miss Qiu Yunzhen?"

"it's me!"

“Miss Qiu’s voice…” Lord Chen was frightened again and almost couldn’t hold back his anger.

"Brother Jin Wang!"

Miss Qiu had already seen Prince Jin illuminated by the fire in front of her.

Under such firelight, his face seemed to be bathed in a layer of divine light, and the shadows cast by his facial features made his face look perfectly three-dimensional.

King Jin looked at her, only glanced at her once and then immediately looked away.

No, under the firelight, the swollen face looks a bit scary.

He looked at Lu Zhaoling, "Is her life safe?"

Lu Zhaoling shook her head. "No, she was poisoned. Her life is safe. However, she may need to ask a doctor to treat her throat. She needs to talk less."

"Qiu Yunzhen." Prince Jin then looked at Miss Qiu again, "Don't speak."

"Brother..." Miss Qiu couldn't help but pointed at Lu Zhaoling, "Why is she leaning on you, brother?"

"Tsk, I told you to shut up."

King Jin pointed his finger and the wind flew over.

Miss Qiu: Aba Aba......

How come she can't speak!

Qing Bao said honestly, "Miss Qiu, please stop talking. The prince has pressed your mute point."

puff.

Lord Chen, who was standing by, almost couldn't hold it in.

Miss Qiu could not soften the iron-clad love of Prince Jin.

However, if you want to ask why Miss Lu leaned against Prince Jin, what's there to ask? Before, Miss Lu sat on Prince Jin's lap, and Prince Jin even sniffed her head.

Will he talk about this?

Lin Rong has already brought people in to inspect the wooden house.

Seeing that except for the torches here, it was too dark to see the sky in the distance, King Jin said impatiently, "Let's stay here tonight, and leave tomorrow morning when the fog clears."

"Yes!"

Everyone responded and went about their business.

Since the King of Jin wanted to rest here, he naturally had to clean up the bamboo house in front.

Miss Qiu was extremely anxious but unable to speak, so she was supported by Qingyin and Qingbao and walked towards the bamboo house.

"Miss Qiu has no shoes." Qingbao said.

Only then did Miss Qiu feel the pain in her feet.

Her shoes were thrown into the stove by that crazy woman!