Chapter 430： Watermelon juice and blood

Zhu Han hugged her waist, and the two of them crossed their lips and teeth. When they were passionate, An Lingshan suddenly felt that she had hit something.

Immediately afterwards, a crisp sound rang, and the iced watermelon juice she had just brought fell on the ground, and the white porcelain was lying in the bright red watermelon juice.

It seems to have a somewhat enchanting sense of beauty.

An Lingshan took a look, and only coquettishly said: "Oh...this is what the concubine did by staying up late..."

She said this, but she didn't feel a pity in her heart. There was such a broken thing in her palace, but it was just a little pity for Zhu Han.

If a fall can make him feel uneasy, she would rather fall a hundred or eighty cans!

After An Lingshan said this, she continued to snuggle into Zhu Han's arms, but she felt something was wrong.

The big hand that had just walked around on his body was falling right now, and Zhu Han's face was pale, as if he was frightened by something.

An Lingshan frowned and said in her heart: Isn't it, so useless?

"The emperor... what's wrong with you?"

But suddenly, she felt a huge thrust, and she leaped straight to the ground, pressing her palm between the broken porcelain!

An Lingshan sucked in pain, her expression distorted.

Looking at her hands again, the blood on the hands spread out quickly, mixed with the watermelon juice she brought, and couldn't tell where the blood was and where was the watermelon juice.

An Lingshan's face turned pale too: "The emperor, the concubine...what did the concubine do wrong..."

She had never seen Zhu Han look like this.

Zhu Han stared at her hand, his eyes seemed to be cannibalistic, vicious.

It seems that the next moment, she will be torn apart!

An Lingshan didn’t care about the pain, and hurriedly knelt down at Zhu Han’s feet, saying: "The emperor...does the emperor dislike this watermelon juice? The concubines just don’t do it... the emperor..."

Zhu Han just looked at her coldly, the **** scene has appeared, that child...

Is that far from his dream of being pierced by a sword?

Zhu Han's whole body became extremely cold, and in this midsummer, he seemed to be in an ice cellar, and his whole body would freeze.

Something called ‘fear’ enveloped him and made it difficult for him to break free.

Outside Zhang Zhong heard the sound and hurried over, but he couldn't help but be stunned when he saw such a scene.

Zhu Han didn't even look at Zhang Zhong, but shouted coldly: "Check! Go check!"

What he said was really inexplicable, not to mention that Zhang Zhong couldn't understand it, even An Lingshan who was lying there begging for mercy was a little confused.

Zhang Zhong quickly knelt down with a puff, and said in a deep voice, "The slave is dull, I don't know what the emperor wants to investigate?"

Zhu Han turned his head to look at An Lingshan, An Lingshan was swept by his eyes, and her body suddenly became cold, and the pain in her hands seemed to be invisible instantly.

She had a feeling that today seemed to be wrong, but An Lingshan couldn't tell why it was wrong.

Zhu Han looked at An Lingshan and said coldly: "Check Concubine Rong, check!"

Zhang Zhong quickly bowed his head and yelled: "Hey!"

Shouting like this, he called people to walk outside in a hurry.

An Lingshan was stunned. She looked at Zhu Han in disbelief, and there was an unspeakable sense of betrayal in her heart.

She paid so much for Zhu Han, abandoned so much, and lost a child, but now there is no reason, Zhu Han wants to investigate her!

What is this?

Doubt it?

An Lingshan's tears fell instantly, she stared at Zhu Han blankly, and asked in a low voice: "The emperor, I don't know what the concubine did wrong? Is there anything to investigate?"

Zhu Han stared at the blood on the ground with a pair of eyes, but after finishing that sentence, he didn't say anything.

An Lingshan's eyes rolled and landed on the watermelon juice mixed with blood on the ground, and she had a guess in her heart: "Could it be that you think I'm poisoned?"

When she asked, seeing that Zhu Han was silent, she thought she had guessed right.

Feelings of grievance came surging, she cried and rushed over, her blood-stained hand hugged Zhu Han’s leg, and she shouted: “The emperor, how can you not trust me? I betrayed my family for you and lost Got a child! How can you not believe me..."

Looking at her blood, Zhu Han couldn't help frowning, vaguely nauseated in his heart, facing this woman who was still lingering with him just now.

For a while, there was no sense of pampering.

An Lingshan looked at Zhu Han, her eyes gradually firming up, and suddenly she knelt back and stopped beside the liquid on the ground.

She looked at Zhu Han, then looked at the blood watermelon juice on the ground, and said solemnly: "If the emperor doesn't believe it, the concubine will drink it to you!"

Zhu Han just looked at her coldly.

An Lingshan was cruel, lowered her head like an animal, and drank the liquid from the ground. The sweet watermelon juice mixed with sweet blood fell in her mouth, and she nauseated in her stomach, but it was still strong. Endure raising his head.

"The emperor, should you believe me now?"

With blood on her mouth, she looked like a beast.

Zhu Han couldn't wait anymore, and walked outside in a stride, as if there was a ghost in this room.

An Lingshan could only chase out staggeringly.

At this moment, Zhang Zhong also returned. With the team of people, Zhang Zhong knelt down in front of Zhu Han and said loudly: "Back to the emperor, the investigation in the palace of Concubine Rong has been completed!"

Zhu Han's voice became hoarse. He looked at Zhang Zhong and asked in a deep voice, "What can I find?"

Zhang Zhong looked at An Lingshan, lowered his head and said: "Back to the emperor, this thing is really hard to say..."

Zhu Han said angrily: "What's hard to say, just tell the truth!"

He was on a whim, but he never thought that he really found something!

Suddenly, I remembered what Yue Concubine had said before—the witchcraft technique.

He glanced at An Lingshan, and he became more disgusted in his heart.

An Lingshan's eyes widened, and there was a bad premonition in her heart. She yelled and cursed: "You a lowly slave, what do you know, the emperor, someone must have framed me!"

Zhu Han frowned and said: "Is there something, bring it up, I will see it myself!"

Zhang Zhong buried his head and said, "The emperor...the slave is afraid that something will stain the emperor's eyes..."

Zhu Han was even more puzzled and uneasy, but his curiosity about that thing became heavier, and he said loudly, "I said, I will submit it, then I will submit it!"

Zhang Zhong responded, turned around and said to the guards: "Bring things up!"

Saying this, he stepped aside.

A guard then walked towards this place with a white porcelain jar. When he reached Zhu Han, he knelt on one knee and said in a deep voice: "This thing is here, please see the emperor."

An Lingshan's face turned pale suddenly.

Zhu Han slowly opened the lid, and a strong **** smell came out, almost making him spit it out!