Mountains and rivers are in her palm

Chapter 29 Midnight Horror, Tanhualang is Dead
Yan Wanqing never dreamed in her life that one day the prince with eyes on the ceiling could kneel on the bed and wear a skirt for herself.

"Is something big going to happen today..." Yan Wanqing muttered to himself.

A certain master watched her wake up, his eyes slowly moved down from her porcelain white palm-sized face, and after seeing the imprint on her collarbone on her neck, his expression darkened several times.

Yan Wanqing realized that something was wrong, and pulled up the quilt in front of her.

Seeing that the scenery was blocked, someone looked away regretfully, and took the folded white underwear from the end of the bed: "Do you want to wear it yourself, or help you?"

The word "help you" was extremely ambiguous, Yan Wanqing blushed and pulled it away.

"Wear it yourself."

She shrank herself into the quilt, fortunately it was not as complicated as Luo Qun, although she was sweating thinly from the heat, fortunately she was dressed.

With clothes to cover her, she also gained a bit of confidence in her mind.

"Come here." The man was wearing a loose underwear, and he was already standing on the ground, holding her skirt with both hands.

Yan Wanqing was shocked by his calmness, but it was already bright outside at this time, she couldn't go on haggling like this, let alone she really didn't know how to wear this complicated dress.

But why does the pampered and pampered Crown Prince know how to wear women's skirts?

"Are you thinking about the lonely flower, if you take it off a lot, you will wear it naturally." A sullen voice sounded from behind her ears, and Yan Wanqing shrank her neck in fright: "I never thought that way."

"Hmph." The prince snorted coldly: "It's best."

"For a while when Gu was a child, the queen mother liked to wear skirts for Gu, and she would come and go." He seldom explained patiently.

When Yan Wanqing heard this, a vague shadow appeared in his mind.

But I can't remember anything.

So she said with a dry smile: "It must be His Highness who was born in powder and jade, so I wanted to dress up Your Highness one after another."

However, Xiao Pingfeng seemed to have thought of something bad, and a gleam of blackness flashed in his eyes, but he quickly returned to normal, stopped talking, and put on the complicated skirt for Yan Wanqing in an orderly manner, and even Pulled her hair up.

After the devastation of last night, the Luo skirt had wrinkles, which looked a little unattractive. The perfectionist prince directly smoothed the skirt with internal force.

Yan Wanqing was so surprised that she didn't know what to say.

At this time, except for some blue eyes, she couldn't see anything abnormal in her whole body.

"Yan Wanqing, I'm back in the capital, and I'm waiting for Gu Shili Hongzhuang to marry you." When the crown prince turned over and stepped out of the back window, he stepped on the window sill, turned his back to Yan Wanqing and looked back sideways. Let her heart run wild like a deer.

When the person left, she stretched out her hand to hold her chest.

What's going on here?
It took Yan Wanqing a while to calm down before she walked out with a steady mind. After wandering around the courtyard for a while, she met Cong Ge who was looking for her.

From the bottom of Ge's eyes are all iron blue, it looks like he has been looking for him all night.

Yan Wanqing was very distressed when she saw it.

As soon as Congge saw Yan Wanqing, he said anxiously: "Miss, Fifth Miss was taken away."

Yan Wanqing was stunned for a moment: "What's going on?"

"Just now someone in the temple spread the news that someone died, and the fifth girl was taken away immediately."

"Dead? Who?"

Congge gasped: "It's the Tanhualang who came to our house to propose marriage not long ago."

Yan Wanqing's pupils shrank suddenly.

Wang Shujian is dead? !

Wang Shujian, who did not die until the entire Yan family was destroyed in his previous life, actually died directly in Nanshan in this life.

Who did it?
Suddenly, anger rose in her chest.

Wang Shujian was a pawn she kept for fishing, who did it!
Yan Wanqing pursed her lips and raised her feet to walk forward, followed closely by Congge.

"Does the empress know about this matter, who started the investigation?"

"The empress has not gotten up yet, and the person who notified him is already waiting outside the bedroom door. I know it will be a matter of time. Only the seventh prince was in the temple last night, so the monks went to notify him early in the morning. His people should be handling it now. this matter."

Yan Wanqing kept walking, and everything that started from Nanshan began to spin wildly in his mind.

She never thought that Wang Shujian would die.

"He shouldn't die." At least not at this time.

Who moved the hand...

When Yan Wanqing arrived, Wang Shujian's body had already been pulled out of the well, and he was covered with a white cloth as soon as he came out.

She stood at the small gate of the yard and looked in, only to see Xiao Hongshen standing by the well, looking down at the inside.

There were only a few subordinates in the yard, and a monk, who seemed to be the first to find the body last night.

Xiao Hong listened deeply to his subordinates, and noticed the person standing at the door, he pointed his eyes at Yan Wanqing.

Yan Wanqing nodded slightly in return, but did not walk over.

She has no official position, but she is a princess, and Wang Shujian is a new Tanhua Lang, and this matter also involves the fifth sister, so it seems very tricky.

Xiao Hongshen said a few words to his subordinates, and walked towards him.

"Is the teacher here because of Miss Wu's affairs?"

Yan Wanqing nodded: "Fifth Sister was taken away suddenly, I was a little anxious, so I came here to have a look."

"Just a brief interrogation of the people who met Wang Shujian before, and Miss Wu will be put back soon, teacher, don't worry." Xiao Hongshen's eyes were bloodshot, and he carefully looked at Yan Wanqing in front of him, seeing her blue eyes , asked softly: "Teacher didn't rest well last night?"

How could Yan Wanqing dare to recall last night, vaguely said: "Last night was a bit cold, so I didn't sleep very well."

Xiao Hong looked at her thin clothes, waved to his subordinates, and sent his cloak over.

Yan Wanqing took a step back, but she quickly refused: "The seventh prince doesn't need it, he's not cold."

"Teacher, take good care of yourself, don't make this hall feel bad." He held up his cloak, very stubborn.

Yan Wanqing was in conflict physically and mentally.

Xiao Hong sighed deeply: "I still have injuries on my body, the teacher really doesn't feel sorry for this hall at all."

Yan Wanqing: "...Then thank Your Highness for your kindness."

Xiao Hongshen's eyes were much gentler. Just as he was about to put on the cloak for her, he saw a pitch-black fox fur cloak falling from the sky, directly covering Yan Wanqing, and then a pair of big hands turned her around.

It was Prince Xiao Pingfeng.

Yan Wanqing was supported on the shoulders, turned around in a circle, and faced the man with a look of surprise.

"His Royal Highness?"

Why is this product here again?

The crown prince took a deep look at Xiao Hongshen, but his hands were not idle, and he directly put on the cloak for Yan Wanqing.

"What is Seventh Brother doing with the cloak? It's cold, put it on yourself." After putting it on, he still said sarcastically: "Yesterday's injury is still not healed, so don't freeze."

Xiao Hong's hand holding the cloak was clenched into a fist, his knuckles turned white.

He squeezed out a smile: "Thank you, brother, for your concern." The cloak was put on his arms, and he looked back at the people in the yard: "What are you doing in a daze, work!"

The crown prince lowered his head, with a strange light in his eyes, he whispered in a low voice: "You forgot something, I'll bring it to you."

As he spoke, he stuffed a sachet into her hand from under the cloak.

Yan Wanqing's heart skipped a beat, she subconsciously squeezed the sachet tightly, and gritted her teeth: "What on earth do you want to do!"

After chasing here, he still made such a misleading move.

Man, it's too much trouble.

(End of this chapter)