Rare Confused Concubine

Looking at Qingqing's busy movements in the mirror, I suddenly asked stupidly: "Why are you surprised, why are you hurt, Qingqing said, Qingqing said."

For a long time, Qingqing didn't make a sound, but I saw her wiping tears, why?

Was it a tragedy?Seeing Qingqing's painful sadness, I was suddenly very interested in that fright.

If I can't communicate with Qingqing normally, I should be more violent and stupid. I grabbed the rouge box on the dressing table and threw it away, expressing my irrationality and anger.

Qingqing was startled by me, bent down to pick up the rouge box, and regained her calm expression.I still didn't plan to say it out, I was so anxious to death.

I was about to pick up the bronze mirror and smash it again, when Qingqing saw this, she knelt down with a plop.

I was stunned. Seeing her sad appearance, I really felt sorry for her. Why didn't I want to say what happened?

I only heard Qingqing choked up and said: "Princess, please don't force Qingqing anymore, the lord forbids our servants to talk about that night in front of the concubine, otherwise we will be executed."

It's so serious, the more Qingqing doesn't talk about it, the more interested I am, it seems that I can only understand it from the side.

"I'm not a princess, I'm not a princess, who am I, who am I?" I pretended to be scratching my hair with a splitting headache.

Qingqing hurriedly stood up, looking a little flustered, they definitely didn't realize that I didn't even have any memory.

"Princess, what's wrong with you?" Qingqing grabbed my hand that beat my head.

"Who am I?" My mind raced, this idiot should have parents, so I used my mother's family as an introduction. "I want to go home, I want to go home!" Originally, she pretended to cry, but when she said to go home, it really touched the fragility of wanting to go home, and she cried out of control.

Instead, Qingqing let go of me, stood quietly watching me cry, and wiped away my tears.

I felt strange crying and crying, and looked at Qingqing, she seemed more pitiful than me.

"The concubine has no home, they are all dead, her sister is also dead, she was burned to death. It is God's mercy that the concubine can survive." Qingqing said quietly.

Bang, it was really a bolt from the blue!

"Dead, all dead!" I sat blankly, and suddenly my heart fell to the bottom, and I still felt a vague heartache.

Qingqing should have lost her younger sister. The entire family of this silly princess is dead. What kind of family will all die?

Subconsciously, the ruin of this family seems to be inextricably linked with the Hun Ranzhu in the mouth of the prince. It is really a headache. What kind of secret could it be?

When he was deep in thought, the perverted man's voice sounded at the door, "What's going on? What's wrong with the princess?"

When Qingqing saw the prince, she immediately knelt on the ground and replied: "Princess, she doesn't seem to remember the past, she is scratching her head desperately, and she doesn't recognize herself!"

The perverted man frowned after hearing this, and was soon covered by a relieved expression. He thought that there was no need to cover up his inner expression when facing a fool, but I saw it firmly in my eyes.

Could the murderer be him?