C689 Accidental injury

— Get rid of An Lingge! You are the Royal Consort!

When Little Ling saw these words, she was instantly stunned. And with the letter on the ground was a hairpin with a note on it: You know what to do.

The silver hairpin glowed with a black light. One glance was enough to tell that it was coated with poison. She knew that her aides wished for her to be able to get rid of An Lingge