Wedding night!I tore the clothes of the God of War

Chapter 260 How much does she like the prince
Feng Yexuan's heart tightened, he squatted down, and reached out to touch the blood on the ground.

Although it was wiped off, it can be seen that it was a big ball at that time, and it seemed to flow everywhere.

He couldn't imagine what kind of injury would cause so much blood?

But when he saw her again, she was indeed in good condition, and there was no obvious trauma on her body.

Probably the worst wound was her hand.

However, so much blood couldn't have come from the wound on his hand.

"My lord, this blood...may not belong to Miss Li."

Leng Ji recalled what he had seen Chu Qianli in the past two days, but he did not see any serious injuries on Chu Qianli's body.

Feng Yexuan didn't speak, but his heart was tense.

If it wasn't hers, then who else has been here during this time?

How could it not be discovered with such a serious injury?
"My lord, don't worry. Although we don't know whose blood it is, at least the girl Li we saw is fine."

It was rare for Leng Ji to see the prince's face so ugly, those two sword eyebrows were tightly locked together, he must be feeling very uncomfortable.

He just wanted to reassure.

Feng Yexuan glanced at him, resisting the throbbing pain in his heart, he said coldly: "Why should I be worried? Isn't that woman all right?"

"This... yes, there is no need to... worry, Miss Li is... quite fine now."

As someone who couldn't figure out the prince's mind, Leng Ji didn't even dare to breathe hard.

Being with you is like being with a tiger, you can make people sweat at any time.

"My lord, that... my lord, let me see what else is in the room, heh, heh..."

Leng Ji hurriedly left from the door.

Feng Yexuan's gaze was still locked on the trace left by the pool of blood.

What emerged in front of her eyes was a picture of a large pool of scarlet blood flowing down from her body.

But she didn't have such a serious injury on her body. If there was, she wouldn't be able to breathe so steadily.

what is the problem?

"My lord!" Leng Ji suddenly discovered something, and his face was shocked.

"My lord, this...is this you?"

Feng Yexuan frowned, and finally recovered from the pool of blood.

It couldn't be hers, she didn't have any problems now, she just became weaker and paler.

But at least people are nice.

As for who owns the pool of blood, he will order someone to investigate clearly.

Feng Yexuan looked at the paper Leng Ji picked up from the table, his eyes darkened, and he walked over slowly.

The sky is already bright.

A few rays of light seeped in from the window and shone on the paper, illuminating the portrait on the paper clearly.

Holding the painting, Leng Ji looked at the portrait, and then at Feng Yexuan. After being shocked, he was suddenly pleasantly surprised: "My lord, it's really you!"

"Who allowed you to touch her things?" Feng Yexuan's face darkened.

With a flick of the long sleeve, the painting fell into his hands.

His back.

Although only half of her profile can be seen, she is very good at drawing, and the paintings are very similar.

One look and you know who it is.

This woman secretly painted him for no reason?

Feng Yexuan's heart was a little shaken, but after the shake, his eyes suddenly darkened: "Just put it on the table?"

"No, it was drawn from here by the subordinates."

Leng Ji pointed to a pile of papers beside him.

Some of them were written with weird symbols, and some were clearly written words, which seemed to be understood, but also seemed to be incomprehensible.

There are three words that Feng Yexuan thinks he understands, but those words are obviously wrong.

Seeing him almost having a nervous breakdown, he was inexplicably agitated.

Ye Xuan, this is clearly his name, but why is the last name different?
Why did she write the surname "Feng" instead of "Feng".

The word "wind" seems to be, but it is not accurate.

Could it be that the woman was illiterate and even wrote his last name wrong?
It doesn't look like such a stupid person, but unfortunately, he doesn't even know the simplest word "wind".

Really... stupid.

"My lord, Miss Li wrote your name, right?"

Leng Ji also discovered this, but Miss Li even spelled the prince's surname wrong, her level of education is really not high.

As for this painting...

Leng Ji still couldn't help it, and quietly glanced at the picture scroll.

"My lord, Miss Li secretly draws your picture, and writes your name silently, how much Miss Li likes you!"

"Does it have something to do with you?" Feng Yexuan said coldly.

In my heart, I was inexplicably uneasy.

Did the dead woman really secretly draw his portrait and write his name, or did this on purpose to confuse him?
Leng Ji didn't understand: "My lord, are you unhappy?"

Feng Yexuan didn't speak, and put away the painting, as well as the words she wrote, and took them away.

"Throw away all the other things for this king, and buy a new batch for her."

"Why?" Well done, why throw away Miss Li's things?
No, the prince took all the paper used by Miss Li, including some paper with messy symbols written on it.

Let him throw it, it is useless.

Leng Ji was completely confused: "It's so good, it's a pity to throw it away. If the prince is afraid that Miss Li won't be enough, he will send some new ones from his subordinates...that's it."

Under Feng Yexuan's eyes that were as cold as ice, Leng Ji's voice became smaller and smaller.

In the end, his voice was so soft that he could barely hear it.

Feng Yexuan was a little annoying to him.

Not only does he talk too much, but his brain is also very stupid!
If you don't throw them all away, do you want to tell that woman that you took away all the calligraphy and paintings she wrote?

"Order someone to come and tidy up this dormitory!"

He walked away.

When he walked to the door, his eyes still couldn't help but fall on the pool of remaining blood.

In the end, whose blood is it?

"Check it out for me, who else has been here during these days?"

"Yes!"

At this moment, Leng Ji finally became wise, and knew that the prince was the one who wanted to investigate this pool of blood.

Fortunately, Miss Li is still fine now, this pool of blood is definitely not hers.

Otherwise, if something happened to Miss Li during those days when she was imprisoned, the prince...would regret it for the rest of his life, right?

...When Feng Yexuan returned to Wuzhou Garden, the sky had already completely brightened.

Seeing the two figures waiting outside the door, Leng Ji looked surprised.

"Miss Huaiyu, you are not well yet, why are you waiting here so early in the morning?"

Leng Ji glanced at Wang Ye.

When the prince just came out of Qianyun Pavilion, although his complexion was not very good because of the pool of blood.

But Leng Ji knew that he was hiding the portrait that Chu Qianli had painted for him, so he was still in a good mood.

Seeing Chu Huaiyu at this time, the almost invisible joy in Wang Ye's eyes has completely disappeared.

With Xiaoya's support, Chu Huaiyu came to Feng Yexuan with somewhat frivolous and slow steps.

Her voice was always as gentle as a spring breeze: "My lord, Huaiyu has a merciless request, please agree to it."

(End of this chapter)