Misidentifying his own father: the supernatural son, the spiritual doctor mother

Chapter 120 Purple Clothes' Martial Arts [10]

Liuyun Palace is the earliest palace that was abandoned, let alone three seventeen or eighteen-year-old maids, it would be difficult to find a court lady of this age.

Lin Xiaoling turned his head to look at Huang Debiao, curled his lips, this guy's mouth is absolutely untrustworthy.

After a preliminary inspection, these court ladies should have lost too much blood and died, but the strange thing is that they are so intact that they don't have the slightest wound.

How did the blood drain from them?

If they died wearing these clothes in the first place, why didn't they have even a trace of blood on their bodies? Where did the blood go?

Lin Xiaoling had an incomplete idea in her mind, but it was too terrifying, so she didn't dare to think deeply about it.

"Mother, how's it going?" The six guards were already trapped by Xiao Xiaoling and Dugu Lan's barrier, and they are very free now.

Lin Xiaoling shook his head: "There is no result, maybe it was just an accidental death."

"Sister, I have never studied medicine, but I can tell that the blood on their bodies seems to be drained." Dugu Lan is not a doctor, but he has been in the rivers and lakes, and he has seen many dead people who died of bleeding. Humans are the most common way to die.

"We shouldn't be in charge of this matter, just leave it alone." Lin Xiaoling pulled Dugu Lan with one hand and Xiao Xiaoling with the other, "Let's undo their barriers, what should we do?"

"Mother..." Xiao Xiaoling looked at her in disbelief. Isn't his mother the one who likes to break the casserole and ask the bottom line? Why did he change his gender today?

"Let's go, let's go, what's the kid's business?" Lin Xiaoling interrupted him directly, and turned to look at Dugu Lan, "Go and see how the cucumbers at your place are growing."

Dugu Lan was stunned for a moment, then smiled and said: "It's blooming, I guess it's about to hang up."

"Ha, then I will soon be able to eat the fruits and vegetables we planted with our own hands." Lin Xiaoling laughed, and pulled them towards Xingluo Palace quickly.

Seeing the backs of them leaving, one of the guards carrying the stretcher stepped forward and said to Huang Debiao: "Eunuch, look at this matter, do you want to tell the emperor and empress to know?"

"You don't want your head?!" Huang Debiao's eyes widened angrily, and he slapped the guard's head hard, "You don't know what kind of temper the emperor and the empress have. Can't survive!"

"But if Miss Lin asks Niangniang..."

"Your head is made of papaya, huh?" Huang Debiao twisted his neck, raised his lotus and pointed in the direction where Lin Xiaoling left, "Did you hear what she asked me, did you hear what I answered?"

"The subordinates didn't hear it."

"That's it. She knocked me out and we took a look at the body. Even if we asked, we have no responsibility." Huang Debiao gave the guard an angry look. What's the trick, most likely won't ask."

The guard obediently let people carry the stretcher and ran down. Huang Debiao glanced at Lin Xiaoling's back and followed the guard with a look of lingering fear.

It was night, Nangong Chenyan was leaning on the reclining chair at the top of Yiyuan Hall, listening to the news from the man in black kneeling on the ground: "Have you found out everything?"

"Those people are dead soldiers. Although the subordinates pried open their mouths and took away their fangs, they still refused to reveal who was behind the scenes."

(End of this chapter)