Chapter 1289

In the following time, Ouyang Huajing has been looking for opportunities to talk to Leng junao, but Zhao Wanxi no longer talks.

After dinner, Ouyang Huajing took a handkerchief from her handmaid, wiped her lips, and mentioned one thing: "it's said that the imperial doctors who killed sister Cha Huang have made a preliminary conclusion."

"My concubine heard that the poison is very rare. You have to be a proficient person in this field to prepare it."

"I'm afraid we can't find any medicine to make that poison in ordinary families."

Hearing the speech, Zhao Wanxi was shocked and her face was still calm.

When she looks at Ouyang Huajing, she is sure that Ouyang Changluo's death has something to do with Ouyang Huajing.

Otherwise, she can tell Leng junao about what the doctors have found out, but she has to choose the dinner once every seven days.

Don't you just want to blame her?

Zhao Wanxi guessed right. In the next second, Ouyang Huajing's eyes fell on her. "Speaking of it, the poison skill of the Queen's sister should be as good as the medical skill."

On one side, a maid of honor stepped forward quickly and removed the leftovers from the table. These people blocked Ouyang Huajing's sight.

"When I was far away in Xiqi, I heard that empress Wan Xi's medical skill was superb. She was originally a family of medicine and poisons. I also believed that her sister's poison skill would not be worse."

Ouyang Huajing's eyes are burning and her lips are slightly crooked.

There are few excellent doctors in Nanlin. What's more, according to her description, it must be a poison that is extremely difficult to prepare.

It's not good for Zhao Wanxi to investigate here.

If Ouyang Huajing wants to pin the charge of killing Ouyang Changluo on her, this evidence is enough to attract many suspicious eyes.

"My sister is joking. If you want to poison, you can buy it even if you buy it."

Zhao Wanxi smiles indifferently, not afraid of Ouyang Huajing's words.

Ouyang Huajing jumped from the bottom of her heart and looked at Leng junao again. Her face was slightly aggrieved. "Emperor, sister Huang has been gone for less than half a month, but looking at the murderer, she still hasn't got any landing."

"My heart is as painful as frying."

As soon as she was wronged, she even took the spearhead against Zhao Wanxi. Leng junao was disgusted.

But he had to go over and coax her.

"It's OK. You have to believe me. I will find out the murderer."

Leng Jun Ao tried his best to be gentle. "Don't worry too much, Hujia guessed."

This sentence is to warn her not to point the finger at Zhao Wanxi any more.

There is a good play of "Lang Qing Qiyi" on the other side. Zhao Wanxi reaches out her hand and takes the tea break in front of her, hands it to her lips and takes a sip.

The fragrance of tea filled the whole lip cavity.

But, why in the past drink sweet tea, today unexpectedly some bitterness?

Looking at the scene behind her, Zhao Wanzi couldn't even see it calmly.

But it is too normal, more and more let her feel wrong.

Joan was a little upset, but she couldn't say anything.

Cold Jun Ao good words to persuade for a while, Ouyang Huajing reluctantly agreed to come down, must wait for him to find out, no longer doubt anyone.

It's not a good meal.