Malicious Medical Princess of the Marquis House

Actress Lan Xiang looked at the musician's back and sighed faintly.

"Brother, you are too courageous."

"Don't talk nonsense, spread rumors and slander."

The musician turned his head, his eyes were bloodshot, and he stared at the actress Lan Xiang with bad eyes.

Lan Xiang lowered his head and laughed, "Is my brother angry?"

The musician closed his lips tightly, vented in his nose, snorted coldly, and slammed the door away.

The actress Lan Xiang was standing by the window, smiling, but gloomy.

"Are you going to die?"

It seems to be talking to himself, and it seems to be told to others.

...

Yan Baolin took a sip of sour water, panicking in his heart.

Xu Cairen asked her to talk over, and she must be happy if she changed to the usual.

Today, however, she couldn't bring up the least interest, and she was totally embarrassed.

He refused Xu Cairen's invitation on the pretext of being unwell.

She lay on the couch, tossing and turning, feeling uneasy.

How to do? How can I do?

The maidservant came in to report, "Encourage Baolin, the grandfather of Tourmaline Pavilion asked the slave and maid to come over for questioning, and the slave was a little worried."

Yan Baolin instantly sat up from the couch, acting utterly swift.

"Why did Grandpa Chang ask you to come over for questioning? Do you know why?"

"The slave maid asked, saying that the prince might send a group of people out of the house, and call the slave maid to ask questions first."

"really?"

The maid nodded, "The slave and maid dare not deceive Baolin."

Yan Baolin obviously breathed a sigh of relief, "If that's the case, you can go. Answer your questions well, don't talk nonsense."

The maid left.

Yan Baolin felt uncomfortable again. She gritted her teeth and suppressed the desire for nausea and vomiting.

If the prince is really willing to send a group of people out, this is her chance.

However, she is not nameless, she is a well-known Baolin. As the prince, can Baolin leave the palace?

Yan Baolin was entangled, contradictory, and hesitant, and felt uncomfortable overwhelmed by Haiti.

She got up, went for a walk in the garden, and quietly moved a pot of flowers to a position.

When I went to see it after an hour, the flowerpot was moved again.

Her heart was pounding and she turned away from the secluded path to the most desolate northwest corner of the palace.

There are several dilapidated courtyards here, which have been abandoned for many years.

According to reports, twenty years ago, a beauty who fell out of favor died here, causing a lot of trouble. Since then, this place has been deserted, and throughout the year, few people can be seen passing by.

To others, it is as desolate as a haunted place, but to Yan Baolin, it is the best place.

She stood at the gate of the courtyard, observed the traces around her, and then opened the gate and walked in.

Crunch...

A slow, harsh and worn-out crunch sounded in the ears.

Yan Baolin walked into the dilapidated courtyard and closed the courtyard door smoothly.

She ran into one of the wing rooms.

This is the only house that is not dilapidated. It has good furniture, clean and warm bedding, and even a charcoal basin for heating.

In the wing room, someone was already waiting, it was the musician.

Yan Baolin threw himself into the arms of the musician.

The two embraced tightly and refused to let go for a long time.

When the mood calmed down, Yan Baolin said in a low voice, "What should I do? I'm pregnant, your child, what should I do?"

The musician became stiff, as if his body had lost his response. Even the affection in his eyes freezes at that moment.

He tremblingly asked, "How can you get pregnant? Didn't you say that you won't be pregnant?"

Yan Baolin said in pain, "I don't know, all this is an accident. What should I do?"

The musician paled and said decisively: "Kill it. I'll get some medicine, and I must knock the child out as soon as possible."

"but?"

"Stop it. If you let the prince know about you and me, can we survive?"

Yan Baolin gritted his teeth, "Well, I'll listen to you. But I heard that the prince intends to send a group of people out of the house, it's better than us..."

"Impossible." Before Yan Baolin finished speaking, the musician simply interrupted her, "You are Baolin, you are not a gang girl, you are not a singer or a dancing girl, how can you leave the house."

Yan Baolin looked at him, "Then you take me away."

The musician stepped back subconsciously and pushed Yan Baolin away.

He was guilty, timid, fearful, and shook his head frequently.

He suddenly knelt on the ground and knocked his heads, "I'm sorry, I can't."

A tear rolled down Yan Baolin's cheek.

She looked sad and disappointed at the man kneeling on the ground.

The musician has a nice face, sword eyebrows and star eyes, and there is a full of heroic spirit between the eyebrows. Better-looking and masculine than the feminine actress Lan Xiang.

The musician also plays the piano well. Not only can he play the piano, but he can't do all the instruments.

His hands were trembling on the skin.

It seems that he has turned into a guqin, sometimes tactfully and lingeringly in his hands, sometimes loud and loud.

Yan Baolin's withered heart burst into flames after meeting the musician.

He is her robbery and her destiny.

She has no regrets, even knowing that she is fighting the fire with moths, she cannot stop her from jumping into the arms of the musician.

However, at this moment.

Looking at the humble ant musician, Yan Baolin's heart was hollowed out.

She was injured and she was desperate for life.

She closed her eyes and couldn't bear to look down.

Her musician, a tall and stalwart musician, how can he be so humble.

Even if he is exposed, he should be arrogant.

Sure enough, reality can always ruthlessly smash dreams to nothing.

She nodded and said, "Well, take the child away."

The musician was overjoyed, got up from the ground, hugged Yan Baolin tightly, and kissed her lips.

Tears dripped from the corner of Yan Baolin's eyes, she cried silently and accepted the musician.

Just treat it as the last carnival.

After the joy, everything should be back on track.

...

The musician returned to the room and saw a baggage on the table.

He was startled, and he didn't dare to walk over.

The actress Lan Xiang appeared behind him, "Brother, you can run away while it's still too late."

The musician turned his head abruptly, staring at Lan Xiang with red eyes, "What is your intention?"

"I just don't want seniors to be in a different place."

The musician clenched his teeth and gurgled his teeth with tension.

This was an instinctive reaction, and he couldn't control it at all.

Suddenly, he rushed up and pinched Lan Xiang’s neck, "What do you know? Are you trying to kill me? Do you think I don’t know what you’re thinking about? You let me run away. People guard you. I tell you, even without me, Master will arrange for others to enter the palace and stare at you."

Lan Xiang looked calm, stretched out his hand, and broke the musician's hand finger after finger, "Brother, do you really think no one knows what you do? This is the palace, and the least valuable things are secrets.

Father-in-law Chang En suddenly led someone to investigate the woman in the backyard. Don't you think it's a bit strange? In case the prince finds something, what do you say about your end?

Thousands of knives? Skin cramps? Or immerse the pig cage directly? Dip the pig cage is light, anyhow the death is not so miserable. "

"Shut up, shut up!"

The musician shuddered with fear, his complexion was sullen and twisted, and his eyes were bloodshot.

Lan Xiang patted him on the shoulder, "While no one has noticed yet, you can quickly take a soft escape. The farther you escape, the better, don't go back to the south. Go to the north, go to the northwest, go to the southwest, and don't go back anywhere. South. Once it falls into Master’s hands, you know the consequences."

The musician grabbed Lan Xiang by the collar, and the hand who originally played the piano was now transformed into a sharp blade, and might be stained with blood at any time.

"Did you tell the secret? You want to hurt me?"

Lan Xiang shook his head, "What good is it for me to harm you? You are my brother. If something happens to you, can I take care of myself? Once you run away, the prince will find no one, so he will take me out. By then, can I keep it? Life is hard to tell."

"In that case, why do you help me?"

Lan Xiang smiled faintly, "Of course it's because you are my senior, and you have taken care of you since you were young. Now I should pay back one or two."

The musician doubted, couldn't believe it.

Lan Xiang was frank, not afraid of any speculation.

The musician glanced at the burden, then at Lan Xiang, "If I leave, what will happen."

Lan Xiang said calmly, "Someone has to die. It's better to say that brother is ready to die."

The musician's forehead was sweaty, thumped, and his heart beat quickly.

He let go of Lan Xiang, turned around and picked up the burden, hiding the gold and silver softly on his body.

While it was still early, he was ready to find a chance to leave the palace.

When he walked to the door, he looked back at Lan Xiang, his lips opened and he closed, and finally said the two words, "Thank you!"

Lan Xiang grinned, "Brother, you are polite."

The musician nodded and left the palace without looking back.

Except for Lan Xiang, no one knew that the palace was missing a musician.

...

Yan Baolin waited left and right, did not wait for the musician to come, and of course there was no abortion medicine.

She never dared to believe it until she finally realized that the musician had stolen away.

At this time, the secret investigation that Chang En personally presided over was approaching step by step.

Yan Baolin already had a bad feeling.

In frustration, it was also because of fear that she directly closed herself with a white silk.

When the maid found out, the person was already dead.

Pei received the report and took the people to Yan Baolin's room in person.

The man has been put down and placed on the bed.

People who hang themselves are ugly.

Yan Baolin didn't have the beauty of his life, only pain and regret before his death.

Pei's expression was very ugly, "What's the matter? Okay, if I can't think about it, I have to hang myself."

The maid serving Yan Baolin was taken to Pei.

Pei scolded, "Say, what happened? If you don't know, you will be buried with Yan Baolin."

"Niang Niang for my life, Niang Niang for my life."

The maid was scared to death.

Unexpectedly, Chang En brought people over at this time.

"Niang, the prince ordered, this maid will be handed over to the old slave for personal interrogation."

When the maid heard this, she was shaking like chaff, and she shook her head repeatedly, "No, no slave and maid."

Chang En was born in Shen Xing Division, how could he fall into his hands?

Chang En didn't even look at the maid who was kneeling on the ground. With a look in his eyes, several small yellow gates rushed up and escorted the maid to leave. He even took Yan Baolin's body away.

"presumptuous!"

Pei was furious, "Do you still have this princess in your eyes?"

Chang En bowed and said: "The empress calmed down his anger, and the old slave was acting on orders. The prince said, if the empress has any questions, please go to the tourmaline pavilion, the prince is waiting for the empress."

Pei was angry, "What the **** is going on? What's wrong with Yan Baolin?"

King Ning might be cuckolded. Of course, such a shameful thing cannot be said.

Chang En said politely: "The old slave can't answer the mother's question. The old slave retires."

Chang En walked swiftly and swiftly, and did not give Pei a chance to continue to struggle.

Pei was full of anger and rushed to the Tourmaline Pavilion.

"Master, how do you explain Yan Baolin?"

King Ning was almost angry.

Liu Zhao reminded him that he might be cuckolded by a woman, and he was lucky at first.

Now that Yan Baolin died, what is still unclear.

This is ironclad proof.

Yan Baolin committed suicide in fear of sin.

This means that the hat on his head is really green.

He said angrily to Pei's family: "Can there be any explanation. Yan Baolin gave birth to two hearts. This king wants to whip the corpse, can you?"

Pei stared suspiciously at King Ning, boldly guessing, "Yan Baolin steals someone?"

"Nonsense." King Ning scolded angrily.

He doesn't want face! Dignified prince, even if the women around him really steal people, they must make the real fake.

Seeing King Ning’s reaction, Pei didn’t understand.

She wanted to laugh, knowing it was great anyway, but she didn't make herself laugh.

But in her heart, she wanted to gloat for misfortune inexplicably, and wanted to say something very happy.

You have today too!

Asking you to come in chaos every day, and finally some women can't stand it and cuckold you.

Haha, I really like to hear.

Deep down, Pei laughed mercilessly at what happened to King Ning.

On the surface, he had to make an incredulous look.

"How is it possible? I remember that Yan Baolin is a very honest person, how can he give birth to two hearts."

King Ning snorted coldly, "Knowing others, knowing the face and not knowing the heart, doesn't the princess understand? The king will take care of this, so you don't have to worry about it."

Pei suppressed the smile, and said angrily: "Yan Baolin should die. I don't think about the kindness of the prince, but I dare to give birth to two hearts. Hmph, she is dead, it is really cheap for her."

Ning Wang didn't want to listen, waved his hand and sent Pei away.

Pei had to endure until Chunhetang, before he burst into laughter.

And instructed his servants, "Ask the kitchen to prepare a table of wine and vegetables, and this princess will have a good drink tonight."

That!

Deserve it!

King Ning was cucked, and Pei had a headache.

It is a pity that Yan Baolin died so simply.

I don't know who the wild man is?

King Ning learned that Pei had set up a table of wine and food, drank himself, and ate half a bowl of rice, what he didn't understand.

Pei is celebrating.

Celebrate that he was finally given the green.

King Ning was so angry that his face turned green.

Still not a couple?

Dare to gloat for misfortune.

King Ning was furious in the Tourmaline Pavilion and smashed many ornaments.

He sent someone to call Chang En, "Has the trial come out? Who is the man who committed adultery with Yan Baolin?"

Chang En bowed and said, "I have already asked the prince to interrogate him. The man Yan Baolin has secretly met in the past six months is a musician."

"Musician?"

"Exactly!"

A handsome face appeared in King Ning's mind.

I rely on!

A musician turned him green.

"What about the man? This king will kill him himself."

"The musician has been missing for two days, and the old slave has sent someone to investigate. In addition, there is one more thing, I don't know whether to tell the prince."

"Say!" King Ning was angry.

Upon hearing that the musician was missing, he knew that the musician had absconded in fear of crime.

Such a fast movement, such a sensitive nose.

As soon as Chang En started investigating, people ran away.

Could it be that someone whispered the news, the musicians received the news in advance.

Chang En bowed and said, "Knowing Lord, Wu Zuo inspected Yan Baolin's body and found that Yan Baolin had been pregnant for two months before his death."

King Ning's face was pale.

He was not only greened, but also killed.

King Ning was furious and directly ordered that all those who had contact with musicians should be arrested and interrogated one by one.

The first to bear the brunt is the musician Lan Xiang, the musician's junior.

Without interrogation, Lan Xiang directly told what he knew.

It is also said that the musician is very likely to hide somewhere in the capital.

Lan Xiang too knows musicians.

The musician took the gold and silver softly and left the palace. He would definitely not leave Beijing immediately. With luck in his heart, he will definitely not make up his mind to leave the capital when he is not dead.

According to Lan Xiang's account, the royal guards really caught a musician at a certain kiln sister in the capital.

Lan Xiang hid in the dark, watching the five-flower-tied musician being escorted back to the palace, the corners of his mouth raised slightly and finally laughed.

I finally waited until today, and finally waited until the day when the musician himself would die.

Lan Xiang felt very happy and heartily.

After so many years of patience, the musician is finally dying. And it will die miserably.

Haha...

He took revenge without much effort.

Once he was also a child of a good family, and his vague memory told Lan Xiang that when he was a child, he had parents and servants.

The turning point in his fate was the day he met the musician.

The musician is older than him, and he was also a child back then.

The musician gained his trust as a child and successfully abducted him.

From then on, he suffered all the hardships and became the lowest man.

Over the years, he has forgotten his parents, his hometown, and many, many things.

The only one who has not forgotten that the person who kidnapped him was the musician.

It's so cheap to kill the musician simply.

Lan Xiang vowed to make music teachers and students die.

Now, his wish has been fulfilled.

He is not afraid of the musicians telling the things he is covering.

Ninety-nine percent of the time, the musician has no chance to say everything, and he will be cut off by King Ning.

This night, Lan Xiang slept deeply. In my sleep, I seemed to hear the screams of musicians. This is the most beautiful movement.

He was crazy.

He is going to see Mrs. Zhao.

He has important words to tell Madam Zhao.

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