Chapter 0039 face like a peach blossom heart like a scorpion
Su Zhen's doubts deepened. When she walked to the bed, her face changed drastically. Someone had come in!
There were obvious wrinkles on the quilt. She reached out and touched it, and found a scratch and the silk thread was turned out. She opened the quilt, pinched the puppet's cheek and twisted it back and forth to check, and found that there was also a shallow scratch on the chin.
scratches.
Someone wants to kill her?!
He waved his right hand, withdrawing the spiritual power in the puppet's body, and saw it instantly turn into the size of a palm.
Su Zhen sat by the bed and was thoughtful. This youthful waterside pavilion was heavily guarded. Even if someone sneaked in tonight, it would definitely be to assassinate the Crown Prince Shang Yuchen. It was absolutely impossible to attack a child like her. In this case, it should be
One of our own.
Aunt Liu!
At this moment, there was a burst of noise outside, as if a large group of people were rushing in. Su Zhen frowned lightly, quickly threw the puppet under the bed, and got into the bed.
The door to the outer room was suddenly pushed open, and Yan Huiran came towards the inner room with a panicked expression. When she saw Su Zhen lying on the bed with her head covered, she walked over with trembling steps.
Just as she was about to lift her quilt, she saw Su Zhen lifting it up on her own, rubbing her eyes sleepily and looking at them in confusion.
"Mom, why are you here so late at night?"
Seeing that she was fine, Yan Huiran's heart suddenly dropped in her throat.
Aunt Liu was startled from behind. She noticed Su Zhen's sharp eyes looking at her. She hurriedly lowered her eyes, not daring to look at her.
"Zhen'er, have you heard any noise?"
"Noise?" Su Zhen touched her cheek, as if thinking carefully, and murmured, "It seemed like someone came in at that time... Oh! By the way! Mom, someone wanted to suffocate me! Fortunately
Zhen'er is lucky, but she just fainted. Mom, I'm so scared!"
Su Zhen's eyes were wet, like a frightened deer, she tightly circled Yan Huiran's slender waist, burying her head in the crook of her neck, her shoulders trembling, and she vividly interpreted the fear of rebirth after a disaster.
Yan Huiran's expression changed instantly. Shang Jinyan's eyes turned to Aunt Liu involuntarily, but he saw that she was pretending to be fearless, but her eyes turned to worry.
Shang Jinyan sneered in his heart, with a calm expression on his face. She walked gracefully with light steps and came to Su Zhen's bed, and touched her hair. Her eyes were gentle and watery, very contagious.
"Zhen'er, you may have had a nightmare. Be good and have a good rest."
"Really?"
"Of course. When has Aunt Jin ever lied to you?"
"Oh well......"
Su Zhen retracted into the bed again, holding Yan Huiran's hand tightly and refusing to let go.
Sensing that her daughter's panic and helplessness were gradually dissipating, Yan Huiran turned her eyes to Shang Jinyan, who nodded, stood up and left.
"Sister, actually I am..." Aunt Liu hesitated several times, not knowing how to speak.
"Sister Liu, if you have anything to do, let's talk about it tomorrow. It's getting late, so everyone should go back."
"Yes." Aunt Liu gritted her teeth and retreated unwillingly.
How could that sick young man not die? What a pity!
Aunt Liu was filled with doubts and unwillingness to give up. As soon as she stepped out of the door, she saw Yuzhen already waiting aside, curtsting and saluting.
"Aunt Liu, the princess invites you."
"What? Princess?!"
"Yes, auntie, what do you think is wrong?"
"I don't dare."
Yuzhen smiled slightly, raised her hand and gestured towards the corridor on the left, "Auntie, please."
...
In the main hall of the main courtyard, Shang Jinyan changed into a silver dress with a stand-up collar and wide sleeves, with a lazy expression and an occasional sharp flash in his apricot eyes.
Aunt Liu saluted uprightly, without squinting her eyes, "I have met the princess."
Shang Jinyan did not let her stand up, so Aunt Liu could only keep her posture of saluting.
"Raise your head and let me, the princess, take a closer look."
The smile on Aunt Liu's lips froze, she slowly raised her head, and Shang Jinyan looked at her expressionlessly.
This Liu Qionghua is born with affectionate eyes, eager to shine, and a graceful figure. The rose-red dress makes her face look like a peach blossom.
Shang Jinyan glanced lightly, his red lips were slightly red, and the corners of his lips were slightly raised, "Aunt Liu is really beautiful, she is said to be a wife of a poor family rather than a concubine of a high family. Why are you willing to become a concubine in the Taifu's house?