The black belly is too fierce

Chapter 370 Is Your Highness Injured?
So Zixi didn't even think about it, she thought that Xia Qingxuan was injured.

Seeing that the two of them were having an unhappy fight just now, could it be that the prince got angry and hurt Miss Xia?

But her prince is not someone who likes to beat women!

Seeing her panic-stricken look, Su Moliang shook her head slightly and comforted her: "No, it's the prince's blood."

"What! My god! The lord—the blood of the lord! Is the lord injured?" Zixi was shocked when she heard this, she covered her mouth and looked at Su Moliang in disbelief.

Only then did Zixi notice the dagger dripping blood in Su Moliang's hand, his expression became even more frightened, and he stuttered: "Miss Xia, you——you injured the prince?"

Su Moliang hummed lightly, then wiped the blood-dripping dagger with the gauze in his hand, and then withdrew the medicine cauldron space under Zixi's horrified gaze.

Seeing this, Zi Xi's legs became weak, and she accidentally fell to her knees on the ground, her face white as paper, and she wailed: "Oh my God, Miss Xia, you are too courageous to murder the lord, if this gets out, You are the crime of decapitating the nine clans!"

Su Moliang raised her eyebrows and glanced at her, but she didn't expect such serious consequences, but she expected that Bei Hanyu would not stretch her out.

Because she was originally a shady identity, if she was exposed, Bei Hanyu would have to walk away.

That's why she was so unscrupulous.

Of course Zi Xi didn't know the origin of it, she was so frightened that she was out of her wits and trembling all over.

Seeing this, Su Moliang shook his head lightly, and warned: "Bei Hanyu didn't spread the word, so he naturally wanted to cover it up. Except for him and me, only you know about it. I shut my mouth tightly, and quickly cleaned up the blood, so as not to be discovered by others."

Hearing this, Zixi woke up with a start, quickly got up, took a rag, and started to clean up with shaking hands.

Bei Hanyu came out of Yuqingxuan and went straight to his Yong'an Pavilion, but at this time he saw a thin figure standing at the gate of the courtyard waiting for him.

Bei Hanyu clutched his wound, trying to hide, but saw that the other party had already seen him, and turned around at this time, which seemed a little deliberate.

There was no way but to bite the bullet and walk up.

When Yin Jiyue saw Bei Hanyu approaching, with blood dripping from his hand, her face turned pale with fright, she hurried up to meet him, held his arm, and asked in panic, "My lord, what's wrong with you? How could you get hurt!"

Bei Hanyu tried her best to conceal her injury, curled her lips and shook her head: "It's okay, I accidentally scratched it when I was practicing martial arts just now, don't worry about Yue'er."

"How can you not be worried? What kind of martial arts are you practicing in the middle of the night? Is it because Yue'er made you unhappy just now, so you are depressed, it is all Yue'er's fault, Yue'er should die!" Kneel down and admit your mistake.

Seeing this, Bei Hanyu immediately supported her: "It's none of your business, it's late at night, what are you doing in this king's yard, aren't you feeling sick?"

Yin Jiyue was so wronged that she wanted to cry, and she explained: "Yue'er saw that the prince was in a bad mood just now, and she must be troubled by mundane matters. , I just hope the prince can be happy."

Bei Hanyu looked at the maid who was following Yin Jiyue, and then nodded knowingly, and the anger aroused by Su Moliang also subsided a lot: "Thank you for your hard work, you are not in good health, and you still have to give me a hand in the middle of the night. stew."

"For the sake of the prince's body, Yue'er didn't work hard at all. The prince is injured, let Yue'er bandage it for you." Saying that, Yin Jiyue thoughtfully supported him and walked towards Yong'an Pavilion.

Feeling Yin Jiyue's tenderness and consideration, Bei Hanyu suddenly regretted why he cared about the woman who didn't take him seriously at all, but neglected the woman who loved him deeply.

Compared with Yin Jiyue, Su Moliang is far behind.

Although comparing this way, the rational balance has long been biased towards Yin Jiyue, but Su Moliang's cold eyes that are as sinister and sharp as a cheetah always appear in his mind.

That woman could really arouse his fighting spirit.

What he didn't expect was that she was already married. Hmph, he wants to see what kind of man can tame a stubborn and arrogant woman like Su Moliang.

No matter who it is, he will completely obliterate it, because Su Moliang can only belong to him alone!

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In the early morning of the next day, the summer sun showed above the head early, fiery red, like half a red-hot iron ball, and like half an overripe orange.

According to the rules of the palace, every morning, several wives would go to Liuying Pavilion to say good morning to the side concubine.

Since Su Moliang was grounded, there were only four people in the hall of Liuying Pavilion.

And Yin Jiyue was the last one to arrive. She was originally a thorn in everyone's eyes, and she came so late, so everyone naturally didn't want to see her.

"Yo, our elder sister Yue'er got up really late. She even forgot the time to pay her respects to the side concubine. Yesterday, the concubine named Xia Qingxuan was grounded because of paying her respects. Do you want to pay her respects too?" Follow her?" Kong Lingyun looked at her beautiful face jealously, and spoke in a strange way.

Yin Jiyue repeatedly stepped forward to salute Song Yuwei, and explained softly: "My lord, forgive me, I am late because I am serving the prince."

When everyone heard this, jealousy flashed in their eyes, and they all tightened their hands.

I didn't expect the prince to be with this bitch again last night!
Song Yuwei's expression flashed in surprise, she frowned and scolded: "Nonsense, the prince rested in Yong'an Pavilion last night, and was not in your Xiyun Pavilion at all. How dare you lie to me and use the prince as an excuse."

When Yin Jiyue heard the words, she quickly knelt down and kowtowed: "My lady, please be careful. The prince was injured last night. I stayed in Yong'an Pavilion to take care of him. If you don't believe me, you can ask the prince yourself."

When Song Yuwei heard that she was injured, her eyes immediately widened: "My lord was injured? Why didn't I know about this matter, why didn't you report it!"

"My lord doesn't want to worry my lord and my sisters, so I told my concubine not to support you!" Yin Jiyue's words were interesting, as if she was saying that the lord didn't want everyone to worry, but everyone could hear it secretly, the lord There is something that I only like to tell Yin Jiyue alone, and it doesn't matter if I talk to others, anyway, I don't care.

Sure enough, upon hearing this, Song Yuwei trembled with anger, but she couldn't find a reason to punish her. After all, what she said was reasonable, and she was backed by the prince.

"What kind of injury did the lord get, and how did he get hurt!" Song Yuwei suppressed her anger and asked in a low growl.

Hearing Song Yuwei's question about the point, Yin Jiyue's terrified pupils flashed a gloomy look of success, and then quickly responded: "My lord said it was an injury from practicing martial arts."

"Nonsense! Your lord is a dignified late-stage imperial spirit master, how could you be injured while practicing martial arts? Hurry up and tell me the truth!" Song Yuwei is not stupid, how could she believe this reason.

"Your Majesty, please forgive me, I dare not talk nonsense!" Yin Jiyue kowtowed heavily, not daring to get up.

At this time, it was Lou Feixu who was on the side who spoke: "Your Majesty, the concubine's maidservant came to report last night that the prince went to Yuqingxuan on the way, and seemed to have an unpleasant quarrel with Xia Qingxuan. According to the concubine, this matter has nothing to do with it." Then Xia Qingxuan couldn't get away with it."

(End of this chapter)