"Little prince, what's wrong with you? What's wrong with you?" Aunt Hu kept asking, with mixed expressions on her face. She wanted to reach out to check the child's body, but was thrown away.
Lin Qingwan stepped forward with a firm look and patted the old woman's shoulder with one hand, "Let me do it."
Aunt Hu's throat moved, she stared at the woman's eyes for a while, and then nodded.
Lin Qingwan continued to squat in front of Ying'er, "Tell me, how did you get the cyan color on your hands? Did someone hit you? Or did someone bully you?"
But Ying'er kept shaking his head and remained silent.
"You know, no one in this room wants to harm you. Everyone is doing it for your own good. I just want to see your wound. If it is not treated properly, it may leave the root of the disease. I know you just don't want it to happen. Everyone is worried, but if something really goes wrong, how do you explain it to everyone?"
After saying this, Ying'er's expression became visibly relaxed.
Lin Qingwan realized that this was indeed what the other party was worried about, and her chest seemed to be stabbed hard by something. Children at such a young age must not only learn to be self-reliant, but also have to consider the feelings of others...
She forced herself to calm down, and then carefully grabbed one of his hands, "Let me see, okay?"
Ying'er had already lowered his guard, but he didn't know what he thought of, and his expression became ferocious again, and he started to back away, "Don't... don't!"
If it's too soft, then it can only be hard. Lin Qingwan turned back to look at Chang'an, "Help me control the young prince. I have to check his body today. Such a young child cannot have any problems."
Chang'an was still a little hesitant at first, but looking at the woman's very serious and penetrating eyes, he strode forward in an unexpected way, "Young prince, I'm offended."
But before he could reach out his hand, the child quickly stood up and ran towards the door, as if he was resisting.
But as soon as he walked to the door, his forehead collided with an iron wall. Xuan Qianchen was wearing black uniforms, his face was very calm, and Zhou Shen's aura was still cold, and he was slowly entering the house.
Ying'er covered his head and subconsciously took a step back.
After seeing who it was, he hugged the man's thigh and began to cry loudly.
No one expected such a result. Lin Qingwan slowly turned around and met Xuan Qianchen's eyes.
Xuan Qianchen tightened his fists and lowered the corners of his mouth slightly, "What are you doing here again? Are you not even willing to let go of a child?"
After saying these words, Chang An's lips moved slightly, and he quickly stepped forward to explain: "Prince, no. The princess is just worried about the health of the young prince."
As soon as he finished speaking, the man cast a cold look. Changan shut up instantly and took a few steps back.
Aunt Hu also followed forward, "Your Majesty, it is indeed what Chang'an said. The young prince was bullied by the eagles in the imperial garden today, and it was the princess who stood up for him. The princess is here just to check the young prince's health. .”
Hearing this, Xuan Qianchen instantly changed his gaze, "What did you find?"
Lin Qingwan only felt that this man had learned from Sichuan opera and was still questioning him aggressively one second, and the next second he came to ask what he had discovered.
"What did I find? Do I need to tell you? You won't understand even if I tell you." Lin Qingwan's eyelids moved slightly and she said this casually.
She continued to walk towards the child, "I have no ill intentions towards you. Even if you hug Xuan Qianchen's thigh today, I still want to see clearly what is on your arm."
arm?
Xuan Qianchen was confused and subconsciously glanced at the little boy beside his legs.
"If you don't want anything to happen to the child, you'd better cooperate with me and not cause trouble here." Lin Qingwan happened to look towards him at this time, her voice cold.
Xuan Qianchen originally didn't want to cooperate with Lin Qingwan, but when he thought about the child, he finally grabbed Ying'er's arm and picked him up from the ground.
Almost involuntarily, he opened his clothes, revealing his white and tender arms.
As expected by Lin Qingwan, there were rows of cyan marks on the hidden parts of the inner arm, which did not look like they occurred naturally.
If you don't look carefully at this part, you can't see it at all.
"What's going on?" Xuan Qianchen blurted out. , Nanny Hu on the side was also very surprised, and subconsciously moved forward, "What's going on, little prince?"
Lin Qingwan carefully grabbed her arm and checked it, and finally came to the conclusion, "Someone pierced it with a silver needle first, and then put poison on it. The place where the silver needle was pierced would hurt and itch. It happens every two hours."
"What?" Nanny Hu's pupils dilated and her tone showed disbelief, "It happens every two hours?"
She frowned tightly, recalling the abnormalities she had noticed in the child in the past few days, "How could this happen? Who did it behind the scenes?"
Xuan Qianchen did not expect this outcome. He turned Ying'er around and forced him to look at him, "Tell me who did it?"
Ying'er's lips moved, his little face was full of grievances, tears were filling his eyes, and they were about to fall in the blink of an eye.
"Ying'er, tell us who did such a cruel trick on you?" Lin Qingwan was also born, and then said very firmly: "Is the other party threatening you not to tell you? If you tell it, What will it do to you?"
After Ying'er hesitated for a few seconds, he nodded slightly.
Lin Qingwan continued: "But if you don't seek justice for yourself, those people will only become more and more aggressive in the future. They will only think that you are weak and can be bullied. Do you still want to be bullied by them?"
When asked this question, the child was silent.
"Since you don't answer, it proves that you don't want to be manipulated by them, so why don't you tell us? If you think it will trouble us, then there is no need. Although I don't know your identity, since Xuan Qianchen is willing to come and see You prove that he regards you as his own relative. If you put yourself in his shoes, are you willing to watch your relative being bullied like this?"
Ying'er was moved by these words, and he slowly raised his head, "Yes... it's the Sixteenth Prince..."
Sixteenth prince?
Lin Qingwan was not sure about the status of these people in the palace, so she subconsciously glanced at Aunt Hu.
As expected, Aunt Hu froze on the spot, "Sixteenth Prince? He is so cruel. How could he do such a thing to our young prince?"
Looking at Lin Qingwan's confused expression, Xuan Qianchen added: "The sixteenth prince is the youngest son born to the queen."
