The prince lacks training: the royal concubine

Yu Wuhen was sitting behind the desk, carefully sketching a portrait.The small melon-seeded face, light eyebrows, delicate nose, and cherry lips with a mischievous smile are all painted very vividly, except for the pair of eyes, which he has not painted for a long time.It's not that I don't want to paint, but that I don't know how to paint that vivid look.

"Master!" Qing Lin hurried in.

His eyes froze, and he quickly pulled a piece of white paper to cover up the portrait, "What's the matter?"

Qinglin glanced at the table, and quickly replied: "Qingyue is back!"

A coldness flashed in Yu Wuhen's long and narrow eyes, "Does she remember coming back? Tell her to come in!" [

"Yes!" Qing Lin replied and went out, and after a while, a woman pushed the door open and entered.

This woman was in her early twenties, tall and slender, wearing a dark blue dress, with exquisite facial features, her complexion was not fair, but slightly wheat-colored, and her eyebrows were majestic.

"Master!" She came to the desk and knelt down on one knee to salute.

Yu Wuhen didn't ask her to get up, and leaned back on the chair idly, tapping the index finger of her right hand on the table.

The sound was not loud, but it sounded like a drum beating to Qingyue's ears, every beat made her heart beat faster, cold sweat broke out little by little, and soon drenched the clothes on her back.

She couldn't hold back any longer, she raised her eyes and saw a pleasant face, her heart suddenly turned cold, "Master," she was already timid to speak again, "I heard that you urgently summoned your subordinates , I don't know what's going on?"

Yu Wuhen raised the corners of her lips, "I don't know, you come and tell me!"

Cold sweat dripped down her forehead, Qingyue's body trembled slightly, "I don't know what the master means?"

Yu Wuhen chuckled, "You should know that the final result is different if you say it yourself and when I ask you to answer it? Even so, do you still want me to ask you?"

Qingyue's face was pale, she clenched her fists tightly, and gritted her teeth, "Yes, master!"

"Very good!" Yu Wuhen's face suddenly darkened, "Then tell me, where have you been for the past half month? You brought three subordinates with you when you left, why did you come back alone?"

Qingyue heard that he was just asking this question, she secretly breathed a sigh of relief, and said the answer she had prepared a long time ago, "I went down to An Lai, and investigated whether the Nine Kings had any secret contacts with the former prime minister who retired from An Lai. The three of them were shot dead when they sneaked into the prime minister's mansion, and only one of the subordinates escaped back!"

"Oh? Really?" Yu Wuhen frowned slightly, "Then what did you find out?"

"The subordinate is incompetent, and he was noticed before he found out the clues!"

Yu Wuhen smiled, got up and walked over, paced back and forth behind her, seeing her tense back, her smile became cold, "Then tell me, why did your three men His body is not in the former prime minister's mansion, but in Yuanxia?"

Qingyue felt that his two gazes pierced into the back of her heart like knives, and the last ray of hope was wiped out, and there was only deep despair and unwillingness in her heart.Knowing that she could not escape death, she was not afraid anymore.

Turning her head slowly, a bitter and mocking smile appeared on her lips, "In Master's heart, am I just a tool to kill people?"

Yu Wuhen's eyes flickered slightly, "What do you think you are?"

A rhetorical question doubled Qingyue's despair, and her unwillingness turned into anger, "I am nothing to the master, but what is that woman? Besides destroying the master's plan, what have you done for the master?" what?"[

Yu Wuhen's pupils shrank suddenly, and he lifted her up, "What did you say? Say it again!"