Since Princess Lanxi offered to help nurse the steamed buns, why didn't Zhao Wanxi do it? Only when the steamed buns were settled, could she leave safely.

"Princess Lanxi is xiaobaozi's aunt. I can't be more relieved to have you to take care of her."

Leng Lanxi, with a smile on her lips, took the bun from her arms: "sister Wanxi is hungry, too. After a while, I'll milk the bun and send it back to Qionghua palace. My sister will go back to have a rest after eating."

Although the meal was rich, Zhao Wanxi was uneasy. After cleaning her face, she attracted more attention. It seemed that everyone recognized her as the queen of Wanxi.

The treacherous air filled all her thoughts. Suddenly, a fine light flashed in her mind. It suddenly occurred to her that in the cabinet of Leng junao's bedroom, wasn't there a picture of the queen Wanxi?

Zhao Wanxi took the lead in returning to Qionghua palace for the reason of sleepiness.

She went into the room and locked the door. Like a thief, her heart beat wildly. When she quickly opened the cabinet, she hesitated for a few seconds, but her eyes fell uncontrollably on the picture scroll in the corner again.

Just one look, just one look!

Zhao Wanxi stealthily bit her teeth and pulled out the scroll. When the scroll slid down and spread, a beautiful and refined woman with beautiful appearance came into view. She was wearing a gauze skirt, graceful, smooth as a waterfall, with oblique hairpin jade ornaments and silver stars hanging in the sky.

Isn't the woman in the picture exactly her?

At this moment, Zhao Wanxi's brain was really in a mess. She stood in front of the cabinet for a long time.

What is the relationship between her and queen Wanxi? Why are there so many incredible coincidences? Is it like the dog blood plot in TV series that she has gone through her past life?

Zhao Wanxi casually put away the picture scroll, put it back into the cabinet, went to the table, poured a cup of tea, drank it all, shocked herself!

No way! She still felt that she had been involved in the dark and turbulent waves. If she wanted to protect herself, she had to leave the right and wrong place as soon as possible.

Zhao Wanxi thought about it. She secretly made up her mind and quickly picked up her clothes. When she glanced at the moon stone in the bag, her apricot eyes sank slightly. After several seconds of hesitation, she soon regained her mind again.

At this moment, there was a movement outside the door. It seemed that someone was coming. Zhao Wanxi's heart tightened, stopped her movements, listened attentively to the movement outside, and became quiet again.

Zhao Wanxi walked to the door and looked out from the slit. She didn't see anyone.

Secretly relieved, she turned to look back, but in an instant face suddenly changed, only to see her just packed up luggage is falling into the hands of a boy.

Leng Yulin looked at her without expression: "mother, where are you going?"

Zhao Wanxi quickly reflected that her black eyelashes flickered, her smart eyes rolled, and she trotted to a boy's face, squatting down to keep the same parallel line with him.

Four eyes opposite, the woman's voice is extremely gentle: "lin'er, listen to me, I don't know what happened, but I'm really not your mother..."

A kid is still expressionless, staring at her, in a word: "so you want to steal?"

Er!

She was a little guilty of being stared at by a brat.