The mute half leans on the high branches, seemingly bored, but his eyes are staring at Changjing palace. He just wants to be closer to her.

There's only one thought, nothing else!

"dumb, what are you doing here? Forget your orders? Do you want your life or not? "

The familiar cold voice came from his ear, and the mute turned to see that it was the face of the fourth of the evening that was faintly worried.

They have known each other for many years and have some friendship. Although the mute made a big mistake this time, he would have been executed by Leng junao if he hadn't made use of him.

Dumb light glance at him, indifference to answer: "my business, later you tube."

He got up and soared directly into the sky without making any noise.

As he passed the palace gate, he caught a glimpse of the beautiful shadow. His mind moved and he was in a trance.

Dusk four see in the eye, eyebrow tightly lock.

The relationship between Nanlin and Xiqi can only come to this stage by making peace. But the master doesn't like Ouyang Huajing, so he is dumb.

Even if it is, it's just like the sound

Otherwise, according to the master's temperament, he would have been dealt with for a long time.

In Qionghua palace, Zhao Wanxi heard that lin'er and tong'er went to Changjing palace to make trouble. Qiong'er argued that they were just having fun.

But Zhao Wanxi didn't know that it was the ghost idea that two ghost children came up with.

They are not ignorant people, so they would not commit such stupid things. But for this reason, Zheng Zhao Wanxi is more grateful. The reason why the two children commit the risk is just for her mother.

In order to let them not commit again next time, Zhao Wanxi didn't leave any feeling at all, and punished them severely according to Leng junao's will.

The three-day period will soon come. Leng junao appears in Qionghua palace as promised. The bright yellow tall figure appears at the gate of the palace and strides in, followed by Ning Shun.

Zhao Wanxi saluted with a light blessing: "see the emperor!"

"Queen, don't be polite."

Leng Jun Ao's face didn't change, but he looked at her quietly.

She looked much better than she had been in the past few days. Her face was ruddy and her steps were light. It was obvious that the hardships she had suffered in prison had subsided a lot.

Leng Jun Ao breathed a sigh of relief, turned his eyes and dropped his eyes on the glass bottle in the palace. He said in a deep voice, "where's lin'er?"

"Lin'er is studying the art of war in the side hall."

"I'll go and have a look."

Leng junao is about to leave. Looking at the indifferent woman standing behind him, his mind moves, and then he says, "queen, you also follow."

There is only a corridor between the main hall and the side hall.

"I'm here to punish you for copying Buddhist scriptures. I think the queen must have heard about it as well?"

Leng junao walked in the side of Zhao Wanxi's body with a negative hand. His eyes were looking straight ahead, and his cold face didn't move.

He didn't look this way or call her Xi'er, but the strange queen

Zhao Wanxi did not know why she had some slight loss.

She calmly replied, "I know."

Two people only talked about these two sentences, they are still choking in the heart, who are reasonable, but the bottom of their hearts are still uncomfortable.

The silence spread all the way to the side hall.

Seeing Leng junao and Zhao Wanxi appear together, Leng Yulin's eyes move, and her always cold look can't help easing down: "father, mother."