Vol 2 Chapter 7120:

Luo Sheng sat for a while and then went back first. Meng Huo personally sent him out of the house, and then returned to the room. Ping An had already lay down and rested again. After a while, he was already asleep.

Meng Huo sat on the edge of the bed, pulled up the quilt, and looked at her sleeping face, his heart felt soft.

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On the other side, Yi Guoren returned to his residence with a sullen face, the second prince's face was quite ugly, he didn't want to see Zhou Ling, who was troublesome now, but there was no way he could see it.

He really wondered now, why did the father send such a fool to make a marriage? If he really annoyed the Zhou emperor, wouldn't he have to fight again?

Naturally, the envoy did not dare to say anything to the princess, and only the second prince could speak. When the second prince came to Zhou Ling's room angrily, the third prince was there.

This time the three princes were hiding behind the guards.

This was the father's order, but the second prince didn't know what he wanted to do, nor did the emperor say.

Zhou Ling was indeed beaten miserably this time, lying on the bed and screaming constantly, the injury was mainly pain.

"Zhou Ling, what's the matter with you? How could you beat the Eighth Prince concubine so hard, there is nothing wrong with others beating you, why did you even let us enter the palace to seek justice for you? Why are you so face?" The second prince was also very angry, otherwise he would not be able to say such cruel words.

Zhou Ling was waiting for the news, and she almost died of anger when she heard him say this.

"What did you say? Say it again!" Zhou Ling sat up fiercely, but she inhaled straight from the whiplash on her body.

"Why didn't you talk about your wounding?" The second prince looked at her with gloomy eyes.

"How does her injury compare to mine?" Zhou Ling stared at him angrily.

"You can say now, did you hurt the eighth prince or concubine?" The second prince was also annoyed now, looking at her with cold eyes.

"I just hit her!"

"Enough! You beat people like that, you don't say a word, today we are all ashamed, Emperor Zhou is also angry, this is the end of this matter, if you dare to make trouble, you will go to war! "The second prince finished speaking and prepared to leave.

"I didn't, I really didn't, I'll just hit her!" Zhou Ling was stunned, reflecting that Luo Qingqing was making a ghost.

The third prince who had been silent on the side said, "Did you see that the eighth prince was seriously injured?"

"Of course, I saw it with my own eyes. The injury was very serious." The second prince didn't believe in peace too much, but Meng Huo cried so badly at the time that no one would have thought that she would cheat.

"Are you sure she didn't pretend?" The third prince got up with the fan in his hand and looked at him with his lips curled.

"Yes, yes, she just pretended, don't be fooled by her!"

"Impossible! Absolutely impossible! You should stop talking nonsense here, stop making trouble, if it happens again! No one can save you!" The second prince turned angrily and left.

The third prince closed the folding fan in his hand and said, "Interesting, really interesting."

"Is Brother Erhuang crazy? He even believed an outsider and didn't believe me!" Zhou Ling couldn't believe it.

The third prince looked at her contemptuously, "It's only because of what you did that someone believes you! I'm even more curious, what the woman did will make the second brother believe in her so deeply!"

"..."

Zhou Ling was almost to death, because she was too angry, she only felt top-heavy and dizzy, and fell on the bed in the next second.