Chapter 197: Seemingly unintentional but intentional (2)
At this time, Qing'er's heart was extremely heavy.
It is not yet clear what the subsequent development of the assassination incident last night was, nor how Xiao Lizi’s body was disposed of.
"Qing'er, let's go out for a walk in the yard, shall we? Let's bask in the sun." With that said, Bi He took Qing'er's arm and walked out the door without saying hello to the prince and second sister.
It’s weird if a fool knows how to say hello. If you know this, you’re not a fool.[
As soon as the two of them went out, the prince followed them.
Second Miss Qin also followed.
The two of them were sitting on the stone pier in the courtyard, and the prince was also wandering around.
Xiao Bihe was half-lying on her side, with her little head resting on Qing'er's lap. To be honest, she really wanted to lie in Qing'er's arms, which was much more comfortable, but she was worried about his injuries.
The prince was wandering around in front of her eyes.
"Hey! Fool, assassin, are you afraid?"
"Why should I be afraid? He's not going to kill me..."
"oh……"
The prince responded casually, his eyes twinkling a little.
"Are you afraid?" Bi He was curious. It seemed that the little prince was very interested in assassins.
"I, I, I'm not afraid." The prince puffed out his chest and raised his chin to speak, but his confidence was very low. There was obviously a trace of fear in his expression.
At this time, Qing'er said something in Bihe's ear, and her eyes showed understanding.
It turns out that this prince was assassinated before. No wonder...
"Your Highness, tell me, how did you deal with the assassin last night?" Xiao Bihe changed the topic and stopped worrying about the prince.
The prince held his breath and replied dully, "He's dead!"
"I know he is dead, how to dispose of the body?" She knew that Qing'er would definitely want to know, so she asked on his behalf. For this type of matter, it is indeed the most appropriate thing to ask the prince. Besides him, no matter who you ask,
may be suspected.
Hearing her question, the prince said without thinking: "It's for public display in the teaching hall and it's drying in the sun!"
Hearing this, Qing'er's body trembled and stiffened, and her little hand holding He'er tightened.
Her other little hand gently patted the back of Qing'er's palm. It seemed unintentional, but it was actually intentional.[
No matter how cold Qing'er's heart is, there will always be a hint of warmth. At least there is someone beside her to comfort her. Silence is better than talking.