Marriage on behalf of the weeping blood cold concubine

Although Xuanyuan Qingtian took a good look inside the room, he still didn't relax his vigilance and walked slowly inside.

Walking carefully step by step, his sharp eyes swept across the tall wardrobe, which was the only place where people could hide.

While secretly checking the beams of the roof, luckily there was no one on it, although he didn't feel anyone, but if that person's inner strength was higher than his and he wanted to hide it, then he wouldn't be able to check it out.

"Dengdeng..."

"Qiujuan will bring the tea to the prince and concubine, Xiaoying, go and prepare some snacks, and I will change clothes for the concubine."

Xuanyuan Qingtian heard Xia Jin's footsteps running towards the bedroom while talking to Qiujuan.

Then I saw Qiujuan holding tea, and Xia Jin walking in holding a candlestick, and they bowed to him after saluting.

Qiujuan put tea on the small round table, poured tea for Xuanyuan Qingtian, and said respectfully.

"My lord, please drink tea, and this servant will immediately invite my concubine to come out."

Over there, Xia Jin lit the candles all over the room one by one, and called out in a low voice.

"Wangfei, Wangfei, the prince is here, wake up."

"En." Duanmu Minya replied softly when she heard the words, and then slowly turned around. She shielded the dazzling candlelight with her hands, rubbed her eyes lazily, and slowly sat up.

The silk covering her body was slipped off, revealing that she was wearing an off-white satin underwear. The slightly wrinkled satin underwear showed that she had slept for a long time, otherwise there would be no wrinkles.

"Princess, be careful of the cold." Xia Jin took out the coat that Duanmu Minya had changed from behind the screen at the foot of the bed and quickly put it on Duanmu Minya before helping Duanmu Minya out.

And Xuanyuan Qingtian has been looking at everything inside through the curtain. With his sharp eyes, he certainly didn't let go of the wrinkles of Duanmu Minya's clothes and Duanmu Minya's sleepy expression.

Is she really sleeping?But someone did go out of her room. He saw this with his own eyes, so it can't be wrong.

Another possibility is that she was really sleeping, but someone did come into her room, maybe for something.

So what is it for?

Then there is another person who sends out embroidery needles, who is it?Because they never saw the other one go out again.

Is that person really hiding in the closet?

As Xuanyuan Qingtian was thinking, he looked vigilantly at the closet, how should he check it?

"sneeze!"

Suddenly Duanmu Minya sneezed, Xia Jin immediately asked with concern.

"Is the princess cold? This servant will bring you a cloak." Xia Jin said and walked quickly to the front of the closet.

Swish!She opened the door of the closet with a snap, and found a pure white fox fur cloak from inside and held it in her arms. She took the cloak and ran towards Duanmu Minya without even managing the door of the closet, and put the cloak on Duanmu Minya's body. Only then did he put away the curtain, and helped Duanmu Minya walk to the small table.

She turned around and walked back, closed the door of the closet, put away the gauze curtain on the bed, and made the bed for Duanmu Minya.

From Xuanyuan Qingtian's point of view, the open wardrobe is clear at a glance. The wardrobe is divided into several compartments from top to bottom, and the clothes that Duanmu Minya often wears are neatly placed.

There is one compartment for outerwear, one compartment for middle garments, one compartment for inner garments, and one compartment for underwear bellybands. On the top layer are several capes of different colors. It is impossible to hide people in such a wardrobe.

"The concubine greeted the prince, I don't know why the prince came to the concubine late at night?"

Duanmu Minya raised her head slightly, with a pair of clear and dark eyes like two black pearls, staring at Xuanyuan Qingtian with suspicion and puzzlement.

"Oh, it's okay, but I didn't come to see you today because of my busy business, so I thought about sneaking over to take a look. I didn't want to wake you up. In fact, the king just told them not to disturb you. I didn't want to disturb you. Wake up. It's late at night, you'd better go to sleep, I'm leaving."

Xuanyuan Qingtian looked at Duanmu Minya indifferently, with no expression of joy for his arrival, he couldn't help feeling depressed, and also had a feeling of embarrassment shrouded in his heart, which made him wish to leave quickly.

So he immediately stood up, motioned for Xia Jin to help Duanmu Minya go back to rest, and he turned around and strode away.

But Duanmu Minya still followed him to the entrance of the hall, then turned around and walked slowly to the dormitory.

She wasn't surprised at Xuanyuan Qingtian's arrival, when she found someone following Liu Han (it was the black shadow who came in to report to Duanmu Minya.), she knew that Xuanyuan Qingtian would definitely come in to check.

So she quickly took off her clothes and got under the quilt in her underwear. She quickly pinched the satin underwear on her body with her hands to make the wrinkles, and lay sideways on the bed, waiting for Xuanyuan The arrival of Qingtian.

She didn't miss Xuanyuan Qingtian's eyes that had been looking towards the wardrobe, so she sneezed and was about to ask Xia Jin to fetch a cloak.

But without waiting for her order, Xia Jin, who cared about her, had already gone to get it by herself. When Xuanyuan Qingtian looked at the open wardrobe and felt slightly relieved, she couldn't help laughing secretly.

Because she saw that when Xia Jin approached the closet, Xuanyuan Qingtian had already clasped a dart in his right hand under the table, and Duanmu Minya who was standing in front of the curtain could clearly see the sudden flash of silver light Chu.

You don't need to think about it, Xuanyuan Qingtian is afraid that a killer will suddenly fly out of the closet, so he is holding a dart to be on guard, but when he sees that there is nothing in the closet, he will breathe a sigh of relief, and then let go of the hand under the table. When he came up, the dart in his hand had been hidden, and he was holding a teacup and drinking calmly.

However, his gloomy expression still showed his doubts.

As for what he suspected, Duanmu Minya probably guessed that it was her suspicion that the person was her, but she also knew that her lack of internal energy would disturb Xuanyuan Qingtian, so she was not afraid that he must be her.

It stands to reason that Song Yichen should have told him long ago that she had no inner strength after taking her pulse for so long, so even if he suspected it, he would not be sure it was hers.

"How is the situation of the prince? Is the princess okay?"

As soon as the deep-faced Xuanyuan Qingtian came out, the anxious guard immediately stepped forward and asked. Although Xuanyuan Yiyu, who was standing beside him with a handsome look, was not particularly nervous, his pricked ears were really It's showing his curiosity, and his concern.