The Famous Detective of the Red Mansions

The sky will be bright and not bright.

The prince's concubine Sun hurried to the door of the study with a few close-knit maids. Seeing that the inside was still dark and there was no light, he hurriedly asked the left and right for the food box, and then went in to wait for the prince to change clothes and eat.

Since the Longgen case, the prince has been living alone in the study, served by several eunuchs day and night, and never let the maids and maids approach at will.

Waiting for the leisure time, even the princess dare not come over in the morning and evening to disturb his ‘quiet’.

The reason for coming here as an exception is because this morning, His Royal Highness will represent the court and go outside the East Gate to welcome Sun Shaozong's triumphant victory.

This is the first time since he was an adult that the prince has independently assumed the ‘important task’, and in the eyes of many courtiers, it was also an important indicator of the emperor’s preference for the prince to succeed him.

Therefore, after the decree was issued, the position of the Prince's House in the court suddenly increased a lot.

Coupled with the wit and courage of the prince's great-grandson Shaozong, his triumphant return to Beijing made the prince more happy

And the princess rushed over early, and it was precisely because of the good luck of this double happiness, to ease the increasingly tense relationship between husband and wife.

This idea was good, but it's a pity...

"Niang, please stay."

As soon as the princess arrived at the door, in the shadows on both sides, a thin, short figure suddenly flashed out, and said with a pointed throat, "His Royal Highness has already set off when the sky is not up. Inside and outside the study, only slaves and maidservants waited on them."

"His Royal Highness has already left?!"

The princess was stunned when she heard the words, and the flow in her beautiful eyes dimmed.

Because Sun Shaozong’s offer of advice was leaked, the prince has aggressively replaced the servants in the mansion in the past two years, in order to make the copper and iron walls of the mansion run by the prince’s mansion.

The prince concubine had also strongly supported this, but did not want to end it. This strictly guarded treatment actually fell on her. As the mistress of the prince’s mansion, she did not even receive the news that the prince was leaving early. , If you say this, I am afraid that no one will believe it!

Why is so cold between husband and wife?

For a while, the princess was a little bit discouraged and was about to return back the same way with the food box, but seeing the young **** standing in front of the door, seeming to be wary of herself, the resentment in her heart burst out. .

"How?"

She condensed Feng's eyes, proudly looking at the little **** and said, "If the prince is not in the mansion, I can't enter the study in this palace?"

The princess was always in the house and was known for being approachable, but when she became angry, she also had a bullish courage.

The little **** originally relied on the prince's favor, and he knew that the husband and wife were at a disagreement. The mistress of the prince concubine was nameless and had never regarded the prince concubine in his eyes.

But at this time, facing the anger of the princess, he involuntarily softened his spine, slanted and flattered with a smile: "What do you say, how can a slave stop you? It's really a bit filthy in this room, for fear of accidental collision. You."

"What a dog minion!"

The prince concubine screamed and shouted: "You dare to say that the place where your Royal Highness sleeps is a bit dirty?!"

After dropping the handle accidentally, the little eunuch's complexion suddenly turned white, and he knelt down in a hurry, with two big ear posts on his left and right, plucking his face, and his mouth even more condemned for mercy: "The slave and maid are confused for a while. Please make atonement for the prince and concubine!"

While begging, he touched the ground with his knee and moved away from the door.

He was not afraid of the prince, but the prince’s moody temperament-just say this morning. It was obviously the prince who asked him to scream earlier, but after being yelled, he instead made a nameless rage. The little **** was tortured half-dead to death!

But he said that seeing the **** wisely stepped aside, the princess didn't bother to look at him with his eyes straight, and only handed the food box in her hand to her back, and indifferently ordered: "The lamp is in front."

The two little maidservants immediately appeared more and more, flaring the lanterns in the left and right figure, illuminating the way to the study.

The crown prince Lian moved lightly and stepped into the study room. Before he could see the pattern in the room, she smelled a pungent smell.

Subconsciously raised his hand to cover his mouth and nose, and suddenly heard the palm lamp maid on the left exclaimed: "Manny, what do you think this is?!"

With that, the lantern reflected in the corner of the house.

And in the next second, there were several high-pitched screams:

"what!"

"Blood! It's blood!"

"How can there be blood in the study?!"

It turned out that the black and red piece in the corner flashed with a sticky color under the light, but what was it if it wasn't plasma?

The prince was also taken aback first, but soon calmed down, and calmly ordered: "What are you doing in a daze? Don't help your Royal Highness clean up yet."

The maids and servants pushed me for a while, and finally there were a few brave ones, took out the tools for sweeping and spreading, and carefully cleaned out the pool of plasma.

Then someone searched for the incense burner and ordered a few fine sandalwood incense.

In this way, it took a lot of tossing up and down, and the smell in the room was refreshed~www.wuxiaspot.com~ The princess let a chair be placed by the window and sit up dignifiedly and gracefully. Seeing the red sun gradually rising outside the window, there are mixed flavors in my heart.

The prince was a bit stubborn at the beginning. Since the Longgen case, he has apparently constrained a lot, but secretly it has become worse. In the past two years, there have been as many as 20 or 30 "lost" servants in the mansion.

Therefore, sometimes the prince will have some doubts, letting such a prince ascend to the throne may not be a good thing for the country and the court, right?

It's just that she is a virtuous person, even if she hesitates in her heart, she will not know that she is right with her husband.

Besides, how many dead princes have been able to die well since ancient times?

And what will happen to the family members of the abandoned prince?

Ah~

It is useless to think about these.

The Lord Sun is about to return to Beijing, and I only hope that he can persuade the prince one or two, not to do this tyrannical act again.

Thinking of Sun Shaozong, the crown prince suddenly flashed a rosy face, and she subconsciously placed her hand on the Tang-style myrobalan, and held the lonely plump.

But immediately, she took her hand away from her chest like an electric shock.

For two years of being alone, something that should have been forgotten a long time ago has become new again...

Bah~

How come you think of these again?

The princess took a quiet sip, expelling those annoying fantasies out of her mind, and ordered people to turn over the tea set and clean it, and brew a cup of thick almond tea.

When it got a little cooler, she poured it in in one breath. She didn't know if she was anxious to get rid of the heat in her heart, or she wanted to pour the ambiguity that breeds secretly...

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