The forensic princess is not easy to be!

Chapter 352 Ah Che, is...you?
The night is cold, the moon is hidden by dark clouds, the bamboo shadows are swaying, and the sound of leaks is clear.

Bai Ling lay on the couch, frowning deeply, clutching her sleeves uneasily, muttering, "Ache, Ache..."

Waking up from the dream, she sat up suddenly, looked around blankly, and found that she was in a medical clinic.

There was a dull pain on her forehead, and she subconsciously raised her hand to touch it, and the scene of rolling down the ghost mountain suddenly appeared before her eyes again.

She remembered someone eagerly calling her name before she fell into a coma, the voice was so familiar, could it be him?

Thinking about it, Bai Ling couldn't help but let out a wry smile, with a hint of self-mockery at the corner of her mouth.

That person is still in the imperial capital, how could it be him?
Thinking of Jun Qinghan's matter, she was startled for a while, and hurriedly glanced at the copper leak.

Touching the cloth bag tied around her waist, seeing Silver Ring Grass lying quietly inside, her heart sank when she lifted it up.

Stumbling off the couch, she dragged her dull body and hurriedly walked outside.

Now it's the middle of the night, she must rush back to the Second Prince's Mansion immediately, otherwise Jun Qinghan's life will be lost!
Walking to the door with difficulty, she was stunned when she saw a slender figure, and called out in disbelief, "Ache, is... is it you?"

"Lingling, it's me."

In the end Murong Che came back spinelessly, he was worried about Bai Ling.

When he came back, he thought about sneaking a look at Bai Ling, and when she woke up and made sure she was safe, he would leave, who knew that he would run into her right here.

"Ache, send me to the Second Prince's Mansion quickly, something happened to Jun Qinghan!" An anxious look crossed Bai Ling's face.

After she roughly explained the matter, Murong Che immediately looked serious, "Is there still time, will fourth brother be okay?"

"Hurry up, you should be able to arrive before dawn."

Murong Che nodded, carried Bai Ling onto the horse, raised his whip fiercely, "Drive!"

The clatter of horseshoes broke the silence of the long night, and the figures of the two quickly merged into the deeper night.

Bai Ling leaned on Murong Che's chest, feeling relieved in her heart.

Feeling his big hand on his waist, she couldn't help but feel a little ashamed.

The two of them hadn't been on a horse together, let alone in such an intimate position, since she was 12 years old.

Maybe, only tonight can she put away all the spikes and lean quietly in his arms.

……

The moon set and crowed, the waning moon sank to the west, and the sky gradually dawned.

Su Qingran suddenly woke up from the dream, looking at the cloak that fell at her feet, she was concentrating for a while, did Jun Qingli come last night?
After glancing at the burnt candles on the table, she hurried over and pushed open the bamboo window.

Looking at the gray sky outside, Su Qingran's heart sank.

It was almost dawn, and Bai Ling hadn't come back yet, what should I do?
Thinking of the gloomy ghost mountain, Su Qingran's heart twitched again. Bai Ling hasn't come back for so long, can something happen?

Turning to look at Jun Qinghan who was on the couch, Dai Mei frowned unconsciously.

At this time, his thin lips were completely black and purple, the center of his brows was black and blue, his face was pale and gloomy.

Su Qingran couldn't be more clear that this is the color of death for a general.

As soon as she took his hand, she found that his palm was cold.

Moreover, at this time, his entire arm was red, swollen and stiff, and his fingers could not be bent.

"No, you won't die." Su Qingran held Jun Qinghan's big hand with trembling hands, and rubbed it little by little, wishing to pass the temperature of her palm over.

(End of this chapter)