After divorce, the princess was forced to raise the villain

"Isn't this possible?"

Shen Ling raised her hand and pushed back the hair that covered her face, revealing her fair little face, which was full of disdain.

He took out several small jade bottles of pig blood that the maid had prepared in advance from his white clothes.

She gently pushed the door open and saw a certain national master standing not far away looking out.

"Husband, come quickly."

The small voice seemed to have just opened its mouth. Even in the dark night, the light in Jing Si's eyes did not miss the shape of the thin lips.

With the Qinggong skills, he approached the window from a distance, turned around, jumped, and landed firmly in the room.

Jing Si's eyes glanced around, resting on the two people who had fainted on the bed, and said calmly, "What does the princess plan to do with them two?"

Shen Ling on the side had already opened the bottles of pig blood, and a fishy smell instantly filled the room.

Jing Si wrinkled his nose, and before he could ask further, the girl in front of him handed over two bottles of pig blood.

"Use this to write braille in the room, I don't believe they can still ignore my matter!"

With determination in her tone, Shen Ling frowned tightly. No one could escape as long as they owed her something!

…

"Ah... don't, don't chase me, please, let me go...!"

Qiao Anru was lying on the bed with her eyes tightly closed, big beads of sweat on her forehead, and she kept mumbling something.

Cheng Beiruo, who was sleeping peacefully beside him, was woken up by the sound of talking in his sleep, and his face darkened.

"An'er, wake up, you are dreaming. No one is chasing you." He patiently stretched out his hand and shook the person beside him awake, his tone mixed with dissatisfaction.

Qiao Anru woke up from her sleep with her eyes wide open and gasping for breath, as if she was possessed.

"Brother Ruo, I'm scared."

After a long time, she faintly uttered such a sentence. Qiao Anru only felt that the pain in her body was not healed, and her spiritual defense was defeated again and again!

Cheng Beiruo looked disgusted, but he still helped her up, "Drink some water first and calm down."

Just after the two of them got out of bed, Cheng Beiruo's supporting hands dropped down as if they had lost all strength.

"ah!"

With a scream, Qiao Anru's limbs went limp without any support! She fell heavily to the ground again.

Cheng Beiruo stared blankly at the dried bloodstains all over the room, and kept saying, "I owe debts to ask for money, and murders to pay for my life." He said, "If you don't find the real murderer for me, then you will take the punishment for the real murderer." punishment!"

The woman behind him was also frightened by this scene and cried out. As soon as the cold light struck, she did not dare to cry out again.

"Come here, clean up these blood stains for me."

Cheng Beiruo seemed to accept his fate, the anger in his eyes no longer rose, and his whole person was a little decadent.

When a group of servants brought buckets of water and poured it into the room, the fishy smell spread like it came alive.

Qiao Anru sat back on the soft couch with the help of her maid, the bloodshot eyes showing the exhaustion from the past few days.

"Brother Ruo..."

She softly called Cheng Beiruo, who was sitting motionless on the chair.

The man was stunned for a moment, and his face lost all expression. He turned his head and said, "What's wrong, An'er?"

"Let's help Shen Ling investigate what happened that day! Every time we consummated our marriage, we were interrupted and tortured so miserably." Qiao Anru balled up the handkerchief in her hand and held it firmly in her hand. , with a bit of pleading and helplessness in his tone.

The smell of blood that hit his nostrils seemed to take Cheng Beinuo back to the corpse where Yi Juju had drained out his kidneys when he was drugged that day!

He swallowed in panic, thinking about all the shameful things he had done to climb to this position and marry the eldest daughter of the Qiao family, he couldn't help but tremble in his heart!

"Come here, ask Ning Qing to come."

He patted the table and gave instructions to the maid who was packing things aside.

Not for a moment, a man in black clothes holding a sharp sword stood respectfully in the room.

"Ning Qing, send someone to find out who wanted to kill that bitch Shen Ling that day. If you have any news, please inform me immediately."

Cheng Beiruo felt agitated in his heart and frowned. He was defeated by Shen Ling after all.

The guard who was relieved nodded and left quietly.

…

There was a hint of coolness in the night wind, and the willow trees next to the house swayed wildly with the cool breeze.

"Clang."

The door closed, and Ning Qing appeared in the room respectfully dressed in black. The sword in her hand had disappeared, and she was still a little embarrassed.

"But is there any result?"

Cheng Beiruo was reading the scroll on the table, and when he saw Ning Qing coming, he looked a little excited.

"Reporting to the general, my subordinates found out that two nuns died at the place where Princess Shen Ling's accident happened that day... They should be accomplices, and those two nuns seem to be people who were beside the princess at that time."

Ning Qing's tone was hoarse, accompanied by a slight cough.

The current princess, Song Xinyu.

Hearing the word "princess", Cheng Beiruo looked at her slightly, feeling something bad in his heart. He stood up and moved forward to approach Ning Qing.

His pupils narrowed slightly.

He took the donated blood stained on his black clothes into his eyes and ordered sternly.

"Treat the wound quickly and stop for a while."

After Ning Qing left the room, Cheng Beiruo stopped in front of the window, feeling a cool breeze blowing on his face, and his lips were slightly raised.

"Shen Ling, you have offended the princess of the dynasty, you will suffer the consequences."

At the same time, the princess mansion in the palace was not peaceful either.

"Snapped!"

The sound of the blue and white porcelain bowl falling to the floor resounded in the huge room. Song Xinyu was sitting in the high hall with an angry look on her face.

The maids who were serving in the room all knelt down in silence, not daring to say anything even if the broken porcelain sliced ​​their cheeks.

"This bitch! How dare you investigate me! I really underestimated him!"

Even the curses couldn't calm the fire in her heart. At this moment, Song Xinyu wanted to tear Shen Ling's bones and skin away to relieve the hatred in her heart.

Early the next morning, there was a carriage waiting at the door of the Princess's Mansion. Song Xinyu approached the carriage with the help of the maid, and headed towards the Imperial Master's Mansion.

Still rushing into the house, she shouted "Brother Jing" one after another.

In the huge courtyard, there were only a few housekeepers and servants following behind.

"Where is my brother Jing?"

After searching to no avail, Song Xinyu had displeasure in her eyes, pointing at the butler behind her who was bending down to follow him and yelled.

The butler rolled his eyes and said respectfully, "The Imperial Master is having breakfast in the main hall... Sir..."

Before she finished speaking, Song Xinyu skipped to the main hall.

Then she opened the door with a smile on her face.

My body suddenly stiffened!

The expression in those big and smart eyes went from disbelief to anger.

I saw Jing Si reaching out to grab the cakes on the plate with a smile on his face. His handsome face made people stunned, but the person next to him was actually Shen Ling!

"Shen Ling! You bitch! You vixen! Let me go!"