"It's very possible." Yuan Feijing nodded, "She tried her best to stay but was still driven back by the prince. She must be holding a grudge."
"It's all her own fault. The prince has never touched her. She actually dared to frame the princess about the child. It would be a pity to die!"
Yun Hongsi's words made Yuan Feijing startled.
"What did you say? The prince has never touched her?" After Yuan Feijing was surprised, her face quickly returned to calm.
"That's right. Your Majesty is not a picky person, and I don't believe that he would touch any woman casually."
Long Qian's thoughts were always on Xiao Lei, but he still overheard the conversation between Yun Hongsi and Yuan Feijing.
She calmed down, stood up, and looked back at the two of them.
"Come over and see what's so special about the palm prints on Brother Xiao's back?"
It turned out that Chu Dongling had never touched Han Zhixiang, which meant that he had long known that the child was not his, so why did he still punish himself?
Long Qian didn't know what he was feeling in his heart. He couldn't understand Chu Dongling's behavior, but he seemed to feel more comfortable.
Why would she care if he cheated on her during marriage? Are all women so stingy? Even if she doesn't like it, she won't allow him to be with other women?
Yun Hongsi and Yuan Feijing turned back at the same time and came to Long Qian's side.
Xiao Lei was not only naked, but also surrounded by three women, making him very uncomfortable.
But he didn't say anything, closed his eyes and waited quietly.
"Have you found anything?" After a while, Long Qian asked.
"This man's martial arts is very strong." Yun Hongsi gently touched the dark red palm prints.
"How strong is it specifically?" Long Qian turned his head and looked at her.
Yun Hongxiang retracted her hand and calmed down: "If you are not inferior to me, your martial arts might be even higher than Nie Qingqing's."
"No way?" Yuan Feijing also touched Xiao Lei's back, "There are not many people with better martial arts skills than Nie Qingqing, let alone ordinary killers."
"Is it possible that it's Ye Han, Han Zhixiang's sworn brother?" Long Qian pulled Xiao Lei's quilt up, worried that he would catch a cold.
"Impossible." Yun Hongsi shook her head, "Ye Han can't even beat me, it can't be him."
"Princess, you also suspect that it is Han Zhixiang, right?"
"Feiyun said that Brother Xiao and I were possessed by the infatuation poison, and our behavior that night was controlled." Long Qian pointed to the palm prints on Xiao Lei's back.
"Look at this, is there something wrong?"
Yun Hongsi looked at it seriously and her eyes became more solemn: "It's a severed finger."
"The palm print will only appear like this if the little tail finger of the person who made the palm is broken."
"Broken finger?" Yuan Feijing frowned.
Long Qian said nothing, put on Xiao Lei's clothes, pulled him over, and let him lie flat on the bed.
She looked at Xiao Lei's blushing face, covered him with a quilt, and said softly: "Sorry! We didn't mean to study your body."
In this day and age, many men are shyer than women. How could she forget?
"It doesn't matter." Xiao Lei forced out a smile, "You don't need to worry about me, I will be able to return to the mausoleum in a few days."
"Get some rest first." Long Qian patted his shoulder.
"Brother, the porridge is here." Xiao Hong walked in with a tray.
Long Qian winked at the two people beside him and turned around: "Xiaohong, take good care of your brother, we will handle the rest."
"Okay." Xiao Hong put down the tray and walked towards the bed with the porridge.
Long Qian left the wing with Yun Hongsi and Yuan Feijing, came outside the hall, and looked back at the two of them.
