Return of the Medical Concubine: The reborn legitimate daughter goes crazy and kills!

Mr. Wang was so angry.

Is there anything else that Emperor Wuming doesn't understand?

It was Xiao Zhan who never completely believed that Meng Qingge was not the murderer. Instead, he believed in the special secret medicine that Meng Sijing said, so he took the approach of trying to trick Old Wang into believing his true intentions and later attacked Meng Qingge.

The wound disappeared and turned into a peach blossom mark, so the internal injuries would never heal, so he crushed it with his feet, causing the peach blossom to bleed.

"How is the injury?"

The emperor did not ask any questions.

Elder Wang took the hand to check and tried to press. Yun Chaomu closed his eyes and cried out in pain. "There is no sign of wound on the surface. It looks healed, but the inside is seriously injured. The bones are broken and need to be reshaped. This arm needs to be rested for at least three months, otherwise it will be difficult to save it. And... Hey, who are you? What are you doing?"

As Mr. Wang was speaking seriously, he suddenly felt a dark shadow falling. He raised his eyes and saw Chu Ling walking towards him.

He had been imprisoned for three days and didn't know who Chu Ling was. When he saw him come in before, he just thought he was the prince's man and he had no right to ask. But how come this man came up to him while he was talking?

Di Wuming also frowned, "Chu Ling, what's the problem?"

he asks.

Just because Chu Ling's face looked very strange, his breathing became heavy, and he leaned against the bed, staring at Meng Qingge's exposed shoulder, no, to be exact, at the peach blossom mark...

“Is this painted on?”

Chu Ling pointed at the peach blossom mark and asked.

Old Wang frowned, "What are you painting? Didn't you see that the peach blossom mark has merged with the skin and even bled? Was it printed on? No... it seems like it was born with her. But when I bandaged Meng's wound last time, why didn't I see the peach blossom mark? How did Meng do it?"

Mr. Wang didn't understand either.

Chu Ling's face changed drastically and he turned around and walked outside. He had a limp in one leg, but he walked very fast at this moment, as if there was something extremely urgent that he needed to verify.

Emperor Wuming narrowed his eyes slightly and gave an order to the darkness, "Follow him and see where he goes and what he does."

"Yes."

The shadow guard hiding in the dark immediately took the order.

Di Wuming pursed his lips, his eyes deep in thought. What could have caused Chu Ling to lose control like this? Was it related to Meng Qingge? Or was it related to the peach blossom mark on Meng Qingge's body?

Intuitively, it's a very important thing.

Chu Ling's mind was buzzing, and he quickly ran towards his mother's yard, "Mom, Mom..."

Liu Yu was taking a nap. She was so frightened and grief-stricken this time that once she calmed down, her body became very weak and she was often sleepy. She had just dozed off for a while when she heard Chu Ling's anxious voice.

She thought something had happened, so she opened her eyes quickly and sat up from the bed. Her heart was pounding, and she saw Chu Ling walking into the room with red eyes and an anxious look on his face.

"Ling'er, what happened? What happened?"

Liu Yu also asked anxiously.

Chu Ling walked forward, looked at his mother, and spoke anxiously, "Mom, mother, do you remember one year... It was the summer of the fifty-eighth year of the Pingli calendar, sister Amu came to our house, and you said that daddy got a piece of silk brocade from outside, and you made a skirt for sister Amu and asked her to come to try it on..."

Chu Ling was a little anxious and incoherent.

Liu Yu nodded, "Yes, there is such a thing, Ling'er, why do you bring it up?"

"That dress was light pink, tube-top, and fluttering. My son didn't know much at the time, and he insisted on seeing it. Then I saw that there was a mark on Sister Amu's chest, a peach blossom mark... Mom, do you remember it? Do you remember it?"

Chu Ling asked anxiously.

He remembered it very clearly. At that time, it was hard to refuse sister Amu's kindness and he could not resist his mother's good intention and tried on the skirt. The gauze skirt fluttered in the air, like a fairy descending to the earth. However, what he saw at first sight was the peach blossom on sister Amu's chest.

The peach blossom was barely visible under the flowing veil draped over her shoulders, but it was so vivid and beautiful against Sister Amu's jade-like skin.

He was unforgettable at first sight.

Sister Amu rarely wore tube top dresses, and that time was an accident, so he remembered it very clearly.

Liu Yu nodded, "Yes, the child has a peach blossom mark on his chest, which he was born with. What's wrong, Ling'er? Why are you suddenly saying this?"

Liu Yu said.

Chu Ling was even more shocked, his heart trembling, "Born with it?"

Then why does Meng Qingge also have a peach blossom mark on her chest? Is it a coincidence? Could it be that this sister Amu painted it on her? No, Mr. Wang clearly said that it was not painted.

But what happened?

Memories came roaring back to him, and he suddenly remembered the first time he met Meng Qingge some time ago. He was pinned down in an alley and beaten. He had been numbed by the beatings and was no longer the glorious prince.

But Meng Qingge suddenly appeared in front of him. She killed the local bully who bullied him with one sword, and looked at him with tears in her eyes and disbelief.

She said, "A Ling..."

She called him A Ling.

But from childhood to adulthood, there was only one person who called him that, and that was Sister Amu.

He was mean to her, mocked her, told her to get out, but she just looked at him with sad, tearful eyes.

He said, Meng Qingge, what conspiracy are you playing? Did you call A Ling too?

She said, Chu Ling, I will never hurt you.

She entered his house and saw his elderly mother. Her eyes turned red at that time. Knowing that her father had died long ago, she lost control of her emotions and rushed out of his house. Later, Yun Qianqian was assassinated, and he and his mother were kidnapped by men in black. It was she who rescued them again.

One after another...

Now that he thought about it carefully, it all started from the time he met her in the alley half a month ago.

Meng Qingge was not like this before. Although he was not familiar with her, they had dealt with each other before. She was simple-minded and impatient. She was probably angry, and someone happened to tease her, so she humiliated her mercilessly.

He hasn't forgotten it to this day.

So he didn't have a good impression of Meng Qingge.

But suddenly, Meng Qingge saved him, saved her mother, and even knew everything about him and everything between him and Sister Amu.

That night, she wanted to tell him something, but suddenly she couldn't say it. She broke down and cried, and wrote something anxiously on the table in blood. What did she want to write?

She said that she had met Sister Amu, who was her savior, and that Sister Amu was dead.

It was Xiao Zhan who imprisoned Sister Amu, and Sister Amu found an opportunity to escape.

He believed it at the time and didn't think there was anything wrong with it.

But at this moment, he suddenly had a bold guess. If Sister Amu was really imprisoned, how could she escape? Even if she escaped, she never said a word to him.

What if Sister Amu never escaped from that dungeon?

But if Sister Amu had never escaped, then how did Meng Qingge get to know Sister Amu?

No, that's not right!

Meng Qingge and Sister Amu...