Chapter 1277

Leng Jun snorted coldly, folded his hands behind him, "I asked someone to pretend to be you. I sent you away this morning. Even if she asked, she couldn't find any flaws. "

"Ye Shaozhu, after tasting the taste of the prison, you should also tell me who in the end wants to kill Xi'er?"

He leaned slightly, his eyes cold.

Hearing the question, night Phoenix dust raised her eyelids and looked at him without fear. His face was dirty, but the smile on his lips was obvious, "do you want to know?"

As soon as the words changed, he spat a mouthful of phlegm on the ground in front of him, "you dream!"

That's good. That's great.

Leng junao looked at the place of the cell, straw overlapping each other, messy incomparable, that mouthful of phlegm made him feel sick.

Since you don't have to drink a toast, don't blame him for being rude!

He stepped back two steps, raised his hand high, and then put it down suddenly. The bright yellow robe swept a cold wind in the air and said, "come on."

Soon, there was no one in the cell. Many people in black came out of the cell. They knelt down behind Leng junao and said respectfully, "emperor!"

"Take him to the secret room and keep him in custody."

Leng junao's eyes fell lightly on the man in front of him. He seemed to weigh a thousand pounds. His thin lips opened slightly: "if I get empty, I will be punished."

After that, he turned and left.

Yefeng Chen, who had been restrained by several people at the same time, had red eyes and was staring at the person with noble status, "Leng Jun Ao, if Xi'er knows..."

"I'll see what you'll get if you cheat her!"

The sound was particularly harsh in the quiet cell.

Leng junao's step was a meal, and then he left as if nothing had happened.

What's the end? He will come to no end.

Zhao Wanxi is sitting in the palace teasing xiaobaozi. She holds xiaobaozi in her arms. Her clear black pupil is not familiar with the world. With the swing of the toy in her hand, xiaobaozi also extends her hand.

Fat for nothing, trying to grab the toy.

As soon as she lifted her hand, she was out of his reach.

Playing playing, xiaobaozi suddenly showed a happy smile, this smile, is to melt Zhao Wanxi's heart.

She was still immersed in the fun. Suddenly, the sound of footsteps came from outside. One of the maids in the palace was in a hurry. When she arrived in the palace, she could not help slowing down and whispered: "empress."

"The news from Changjing palace is that Ouyang Changluo is dead."

Dead?

Zhao Wanxi was surprised by her actions. But soon, she looked as usual, her eyes were still soft, "what did Princess Li say?"

If you ask, it's cold and calm.

"Back to the empress, empress Li cried for a while. Now she asked the imperial doctor to go there, but she couldn't be saved."

After hearing this, Zhao Wanxi flashed a strange color in her eyes and let the maid go down.

The baozi in his arms fell asleep unconsciously when they were talking. Now he is still with his mouth, his face is stable, and he doesn't feel the danger outside.

Zhao Wanxi carefully put it in the special crib, covered it for him, and moved it to a quiet place. Then she thought to herself. She couldn't help thinking about the doubts she had found in Changjing palace before.

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