Dad, Did You Study Today?

He clearly remembered how Mingyue fell into his arms with bleeding from the corner of her mouth.

He clearly remembered how Ming Yue's warm hand on his cheek became colder and cooler little by little.

Someone who is obviously dead!

How come.

But if she were Zhou Qing, a girl from the countryside, even if she had lived in Qinghe County for some time, she would never be able to see someone of his status remain so calm.

It is even more impossible to say such a thing!

Zhou Qing wiped away tears and secretly watched the reaction of the prince of Prince Ning's palace.

If the enemy doesn't move, if I move randomly, it will mess up the enemy's plan!

Adhering to the principle of doing things, Zhou Qing continued to play the role of Weiwei.

"Since you haven't looked for me for so long, why bother taking me back now!"

The heir apparent of Prince Ning's Mansion was startled. His breath was stagnant, and he looked at Zhou Qing. After being silent for a long time, he suddenly reached forward and clamped down on Zhou Qing's neck.

"who are you?"

His cheek was close to Zhou Qing's, with a ferocious light in his eyes.

Zhou Qing squeezed him so hard that he could hardly breathe, and stretched out his hand to pull at the prince of Prince Ning's palace with all his strength.

"You madman, let me go. I've already died once. Why, are you going to send me on my way again yourself?"

The Crown Prince of Prince Ning's Mansion suddenly felt as if his hands were being burned by fire, and he let go.

Panting heavily, he stood up and took a few steps back.

He seemed to be watching a ghost, with fear, shock, suspicion, and disbelief all mixed together, staring at Zhou Qing with a pale face.

Zhou Qingyun calmed his breathing and raised his head to look at him.

"I died once, right?"

The eldest son of Prince Ning staggered half a step back.

"You want me to die again, don't you?" Zhou Qing looked at him aggressively.

"No, no." Prince Ning's prince blurted out. He shook his head quickly, "How could I let you die?"

At this moment, he couldn't even tell whether the person in front of him was his Mingyue or someone else.

In fact, in the eyes of others, Zhou Qing and Shen Mingyue are only 70% similar. However, no matter how similar they are, they can still tell that they are not the same person.

After all, the ages are different.

It's a pity that the inner demons of Prince Ning's eldest son disturbed his sanity.

"How could I let you die!"

Zhou Qing turned his head and looked at him, with a cold, sarcastic tone, "Oh, really? So you are reluctant to let me die? Then who did I block the knife for? Why did I die before I died? Declared dead!"

boom!

The eldest son of Prince Ning's Mansion stumbled back a few steps, knocking over the vase behind him.

The vase fell to the ground and shattered porcelain pieces all over the floor.

He gasped for breath, leaning his body against the table behind him, shaking his head, "No, no, you are dead, you are already dead."

Zhou Qing said: "Since in your heart, I am dead, why are you arresting me now? Are you arresting a dead person for fun?"

That kind of questioning was loud and justified.

The eldest son of Prince Ning's Mansion has been obsessed with Shen Mingyue for so long, has felt guilty for so long, and how can he withstand being stimulated by Zhou Qing like this.

He staggered and stood there with a pale face. The corners of his mouth twitched, and his lips trembled a few times. Finally, his throat gushed and a mouthful of blood spurted out.

His vision went dark, and he fell straight to the ground.

boom!

He fell down on the broken pieces of porcelain in front of him.

Face down.

Zhou Qing

The corner of his eye twitched, and he took a breath of air, "Tsk, it hurts! This must be a disgrace."

The porcelain pieces were embedded in the skin, and blood quickly flowed out.

There was such a loud noise in the house, but no one from outside came in to see what was going on.

Zhou Qing frowned as he looked at the prince of Prince Ning's mansion who fell on the ground.

As usual, the villain dies because he talks too much, and the protagonist's suffering stems from the fact that the villain never dies.

When the villain dies, the heroine and hero can live a happy life.

Then if she takes advantage of Prince Ning's prince's coma and kills him now, wouldn't things be so troublesome?

Take advantage of his illness and kill him!

It’s not unreasonable!

With his thoughts in mind, Zhou Qing immediately got out of bed.

She hadn't eaten for many days, and she was a little dizzy, eyes dark, hands and feet weak, so she poured a cup of hot tea and drank it. She rubbed her hands and picked up a sharp piece of porcelain on the ground, and walked towards the prince of Prince Ning's palace.

Is killing scary? fear!

But this person is even more terrifying alive!

Taking a deep breath, Zhou Qing, who was killing someone for the first time, tried his best to restrain his trembling hands and reached out to turn over the face-down Prince Ning's heir apparent.

Killed in one blow, she could only choose the throat.

However.

The moment Zhou Qing turned the prince of Prince Ning's house over, before she could take action, the prince of Prince Ning's house suddenly opened his eyes.

The sharp and dark light in his eyes shined directly on Zhou Qing.

Zhou Qing was so frightened that he plopped his butt and fell directly to the ground.

"Oh my god!"

The stinging pain on his face made Prince Ning's Crown Prince grit his teeth and suck in air. He turned over, glanced at the broken porcelain pieces on the ground, and looked at Zhou Qing, "What are you doing?"

Zhou Qing looked at the porcelain face in front of him.

puff.

Why do I want to laugh?

Hold it!

As soon as he clenched his fist, the porcelain piece in his hand immediately hurt his palm, and Zhou Qing burst into tears.

"I see you have fainted. Come and help you."

The eldest son of Prince Ning's Mansion glanced at Zhou Qing suspiciously, "Who are you?"

After waking up from a coma and calming down now, he could actually recognize that this person was not Mingyue at all.

It's just somewhat similar.

But just this similarity disturbed his mind.

When he thought of this, the prince of Prince Ning's palace looked very pale.

Feeling the murderous aura on the other side, Zhou Qing raised her finger and pointed at his face, "Well, do you want to deal with it first? If you delay, you will leave a scar."

The Prince of Ning Palace was stunned, and then raised his hand to touch his face.

He touched it and felt a hard piece. He pressed it hard and a piece of porcelain fell off.

Suddenly

A gust of wind left.

Zhou Qing

Hahahahahahaha.

Of course, she didn't dare to really laugh, because as the Prince of Ning Palace left with the unique image of a domineering president with constipation, two maids came in again.

Zhou Qing could only hold back her laughter and wiped her tears, "He is injured."

The two maids looked at each other.

One said: "I have served the meal, and we can eat now."

The other said: "I will help the girl get dressed."

Zhou Qing

Back to the beginning again?

Are you tools?

Don't you care about your prince?

The food in the palace is indeed of high standard, and a large table is set up with all kinds of things.

Zhou Qing was extremely hungry. She didn't care about anything else. She put on her clothes, washed her hands, and started eating.

Anyway, she had to eat first to survive!

She ate happily. People were all over the outer courtyard of Ning Wangfu.

The prince was fine, but his face was full of broken porcelain pieces!

Ning Wang and Ning Wangfei sat on the armchairs in the room with dark faces. The atmosphere in the room was stagnant.

A group of imperial doctors who were hired from outside and recruited from the palace stood on the ground.

The youngest, best-eyed, and most skilled doctor in external injuries half-knelt on the bed of the prince of Ning Wangfu, pinching out the porcelain pieces in the flesh bit by bit with tweezers.