Paranoid

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"No problem, where is Ye Anchen?"

"Master Ye is on another boat." Su Er carefully closed the door, looking at Su Qingye's pale face, feeling a little worried.

"Find a way to get her on board." Taking the porcelain bottle handed over by Su Er, Su Qing also swallowed it calmly, the hand holding the teacup kept trembling, and the water overflowed and wet most of her sleeves.

Su Qing also lowered her head, constantly calming her disordered breathing. One sleeve was wet, and the other was soaked from wiping the blood, and was stained dark red. Her face was almost transparent white, but her lips were With a hint of dark red, there was a strong smell of blood in his breath, but he still sat upright.

"Bring me a set of clothes." Su Qing also put down the water glass, "Black ones."

"Yes, Pavilion Master." Su Er quietly retreated, pulled Anan on, and retreated.

The two maids came in after a while after Su Qing also left. They lowered their heads, relaxed their breathing and footsteps, and interrupted Gu Jinyang, whose eyes were empty, somewhat unbearably.

"Your Highness."

Gu Jinyang turned her head, her eyes were a little red, "Wen Xin, why do you think she doesn't like Bengong?"

"Your Highness." Wen Xin, one of the delicate, older and steady court ladies, lowered her head and said in deliberation: "I feel that the girl probably just knew His Highness, and she doesn't know His Highness very well. If she has been in contact with her for a long time, I will love Your Highness."

As she spoke, she nudged the maid standing on the other side with her elbow, "Wen Lan, what do you say?"

"Yes, Your Highness, this servant also feels that Sister Wen Xin is right."

Gu Jinyang sighed, bent his fingers and rubbed the sun xué, and murmured in a low voice: "But I don't have so much time." The queen mother only gave her a few months, which is still uncertain, after all, Su Xiao No one can tell the exact time when the general will return to Beijing, the shortest is two months, and the longest is half a year.

Gu Jinyang stood up, "Go down."

That person was really heartless, thinking of Su Qing's leaving figure, Gu Jinyang angrily squeezed his hands again.

"Yes, Your Highness."

Chapter 7

Gu Jinyang stopped at the corner of the stairway, and Wen Xin and Wen Lan had to stop too.Wen Xin looked at Gu Jinyang frowning and thinking, and asked in puzzlement, "What's wrong, Your Highness?"

Gu Jinyang sniffed lightly on the tip of her nose and narrowed her peach blossom eyes slightly. She was very sensitive to the smell of blood. After all, she grew up in the palace and was still very cautious since she was a child.

When she was in the attic before, she smelled a familiar smell, but the man was sitting there, she put her whole body and mind on him, and her brain thinking slowed down a bit, but she smelled it at that moment, and the man was indifferent The expression on her face and the cold fragrance on her body made her feel that it was her own illusion.

But I smelled it again at the stairs, so it couldn't be an illusion.She lowered her head, sniffing the faint smell of blood in the air, and finally found a drop of blood on the inner edge of the lower two steps.

Lifting the skirt to the side, she squatted down slowly. The two maids hurriedly stopped her movement when they saw her movement, and retreated when they saw Gu Jinyang raising her hand.

Gu Jinyang's slender fingers wiped the blood droplets on the step surface, revealing a strange dark red color, which looked as if it had been solidified, but when it was touched by his hand, it was as smooth as fresh blood, but it had long since disappeared. warm feeling.

Gu Jinyang frowned and wiped the blood off his hands with a handkerchief, and then carefully wiped off the blood on the ground.With the support of two court ladies, she stood up slowly, folded the handkerchief, and handed it to Wen Xin, "Give it to Imperial Physician Ye."

"Yes, Your Highness." Wen Xin put away the handkerchief carefully.

Gu Jinyang put his fingertips next to his nose and sniffed gently. The residual bloody smell was still very strong. Apart from the bloody smell, there was also an unexplainable smell, with a faint musky smell, but it was not obvious when he smelled it carefully. picture.

She put her hand to her lips by accident, and just when the tip of her tongue was about to touch her fingertips, she inexplicably came back to her senses, as if annoyed by her own thoughts, she quickly put her hand down, and twisted it heavily with her thumbs.

"Let's go."

"Yes, Your Highness."

As soon as he walked down the stairs, he heard a woman's charming laughter. Gu Jinyang stood at the top of the stairs and looked coldly at the two people sitting on the deck.

A relatively large table had been brought out on the deck, and two people sat facing each other, especially the smile on the face of the strange woman, which was really an eyesore.

Gu Jinyang looked at Su Qingye, and wondered when this person changed into a black dress, and his exquisite appearance with a fairy air was also smiling at this time, with loose black hair and a slender waist, and the woman opposite was also Uncommon, with a delicate face and a gentle smile, especially when talking with that person.

Gu Jinyang coughed a few times, Wen Lan pulled away the chair beside Su Qingye, and Gu Jinyang sat down.

With a slight smile on Ye Anchen's face, he looked at Su Qingye with a bit of helplessness and quickly disappeared, "His Royal Highness Princess Qing'an." She stood up and saluted.Gu Jinyang is deeply loved, and the current emperor directly borrowed her nickname, Anqing.

Gu Jinyang wanted to make things difficult for her, but then she thought that she was acquainted with that person. If that person hated her because of this, the gain would not be worth the loss. Thinking of this, she smiled slightly at Yan Yan, her charming face , it was even brighter, making Ye Anchen puzzled for a while.

"You don't need to be like this, you are Ah Ye's friend?" Ah Ye called out softly, for fear that people would not be able to hear it or know it.