The ugly concubine counterattacks the beautiful lady, the evil prince should not love her too much

Here, the ground was covered with yellow earth and rolling dust, but she didn't feel much because she was wearing a veil. On the yellow earth, there was a woman lying, and she was a woman with a big belly.

Yang Qianqian frowned. Judging from the size of her belly, the baby should be due soon.

With the heart of a doctor, Yang Qianqian squatted down immediately and felt her pulse with the hand that was not holding the needle. She sighed and said, "She's dead, but only died a few minutes ago!"

Yang Qianqian lowered her eyes, feeling an indescribable feeling in her heart, a very uncomfortable feeling.

"Can you perform an autopsy?" Ignoring the meaningless "a few minutes", Leng Yue got straight to the point.

"I'm a doctor, uh... you call me doctor!" Yang Qianqian answered briefly, and suddenly thought of the conversation he had just had with the so-called "ghost man". "She's not your so-called employer, is she?"

Leng Yue didn't answer, but walked over silently, raised his palm and hit the dust next to him, again and again, and finally, there was a hole on the ground big enough for a person to fit in.

He picked up the woman, put her in, clapped his hands a few times, covered her with soil, and then said in his usual cold tone, "Her husband was killed by the ghost man a few days ago, and her house was destroyed. She was alone with only a penny on her, but she gave it to me!"

Yang Qianqian raised her head. She knew how deep the hatred was. She knew how difficult it was for a pregnant mother to spend all her money on revenge.

Suddenly, she understood Leng Yue a little: "You are not cold-blooded!"

Leng Yue suddenly turned her head and grabbed her neck with one hand: "I said, I hate talkative women!" After saying that, her hand loosened.

Yang Qianqian shrugged and said, "Okay, silence is golden."

As a doctor, even a plastic surgeon, I have worked in the hospital for a while and have seen some people's lives and deaths. However, there are very few cases like the woman in front of me.

Should she be called...Haomai?

Yang Qianqian knelt down and kowtowed three times to the yellow earth mound in a very traditional way.

The dead are the most important. Since we are in ancient times, we should follow local customs and observe etiquette.

Then, she stood up and saw that there was something different in Leng Yue's eyes. So, she decided to take a risk and try again: "Where are you... going to take me?"

"Just follow me, don't ask any more questions!" He must have been crazy to bring this woman with him just now. Now, it seems that he can't say it if he lets her go, so... he has to take her with him... right?

In fact, Leng Yue also has a lot of uncertainties in her heart.

"What, follow you?" How long would it take? And the man in front of him was a killer, and he had to live a bloody life every day.

Also, she is the Princess of Shen. One day, people in the palace will find out that she is missing, right?

"Don't leave until I say you can!" Leng Yue suddenly became stubborn and overbearing, but his eyes were fixed on the mound of earth.

"Do you want to kowtow to me?" Unable to beat him, Yang Qianqian had to adopt a conciliatory policy, so she put her hand on his face, "If you want to cry, just cry!"

The hand raised, the veil fell, revealing a shocking face, which made Yang Qianqian open her mouth wide at that moment.

At that moment, she finally understood why Leng Yue covered her face.