Chapter 2275

Empress Xiqi didn't have to look at her. Her face was slightly cold. Looking at her eyes, she just wanted to pick out a piece of meat directly from her body. It was the king Xiqi who really made Zhao Wanxi curious.

The whole silence, until now, they come in for a long time, have been fighting with the queen around him for several rounds, but still turned a blind eye, not a sound, King Xiqi.

It doesn't matter if she doesn't pay attention to it. She can't help frowning at it.

Standing in her direction, the king of Xiqi was not abnormal at all.

People sitting on the throne, across the Pearl tassel eyes straight Leng Leng ground open, who speak, will slightly look over there, face also with subtle expression reaction.

It's no different from a normal person. It's as if he is really the king of a country. He looks at others making noise under his eyes.

But it is precisely because of this normal, people have to study.

If it's a harmless scene, we can forget it. However, it's a real event that will often involve the two countries in a vicious relationship.

She doesn't believe it. Anyway, she is also the king of Xiqi. Can this man really look at his Empress's self willed disturbance?

Unless

Mind flow, just listen to the outside movement suddenly bigger, from far and near.

Zhao Wanxi turned her head and saw Ning instan, who was walking in the front at the first sight.

It's no wonder that when Qing Yuchen, the literary doctor, came to pick them up, he didn't see Ning instan. It turned out that Leng junao had other arrangements.

After him, he was the bodyguard of a stream of water, escorting something in a mighty way.

Walking closer, it's not hard to find that it's a person, a coffin.

The coffin is an ice coffin. Through the ice, you can see a person lying inside.

That's Ouyang Changluo, no doubt. Seeing this, Zhao Wanxi's heart moved and looked up at Queen Xiqi again.

Then he found that the other side no longer continued to stare at himself, but turned to the ice coffin.

A pair of beautiful eyes were staring at the ice coffin which came from far and near, and was carried over the threshold of the main hall by the guards. The fingers on the knees were unconsciously tightened.

It is clear that I care.

It seems that the queen of Xiqi really loves the eleventh Princess Ouyang Changluo.

No wonder Ouyang Huajing will come up with the idea of getting married with her.

If not, she would not be able to achieve her wish.

Heart clear, Zhao Wanxi can not help but also toward the direction of Ouyang Huajing swept a glance.

Ouyang Changluo is dead, but she's not dead. She's still coming back with her life. Maybe she's already secretly planning how to get rid of herself and what kind of moth she's going to get.

At first glance, the result is a bit unexpected.

I saw each other's gray hair was simply tied, and there was no jewelry. The whole person kept his head down and honestly followed the bodyguard. It was a world of difference from her once beautiful.

Rao is so, look at this person again, once those past events, also can't help but rush to heart.

He sighed almost imperceptibly. Zhao Wanxi didn't open her eyes.

The ice coffin was finally placed on the main hall. In full view of the public, the queen Xiqi stood up. At the same time, Leng junao took a box from Ning instant and put it in his hand.

"After all, Princess Changluo had an accident in my Nanlin harem. I am deeply ashamed. It's hard to make up if we can't bring the real murderer to justice.

There's something here. Why don't the queen take a look at it? "

Obviously, empress Xiqi blamed Zhao Wanxi and Leng junao for Ouyang Changluo's death. Almost when she heard Leng junao speak, she looked coldly.

They don't talk, they just use their eyes.

Seeing this, the eunuch on one side trotted over and held the box in Leng junao's hand respectfully.

After hesitating for a few seconds, Queen Xiqi motioned for him to open it. As the things inside appeared in front of her eyes, empress Xiqi's face suddenly changed.

Shock and exasperation appeared alternately. Seeing that her face was full of gloom and delicate make-up, Zhao Wanxi frowned.

This man, this is The rhythm of turning over?

A heart hangs high, while she can't help worrying, Queen Xiqi suddenly looks up, and the whole person suddenly becomes sharp.

However, the target she was aiming at this time was not Zhao Wanxi as usual, but Ouyang Huajing, who kept her head down and had little sense of existence.

"Ouyang Huajing, what's going on?! You'd better give us a reasonable explanation, otherwise... "

The threat of Yin measurement, with a full sense of coldness, Ouyang Huajing, who had hung her head, was obviously startled, and her body trembled uncontrollably.

It seems that Ouyang Hua is so angry that no one would expect her to go.He rushed out of the bodyguard's circle and rushed towards Zhao Wanxi when they didn't have time to respond.

Thinking that she was coming towards herself, Zhao Wanxi stepped back a little, her eyebrows suddenly tightened.

Ready to deal with, in front of a gust of wind, Ouyang Huajing is straight over her, to the throne in front of the steps.

While running, he yelled: "father, father save me, my son is wronged, my son..."

By her such a shout, the people in the hall finally had a little reaction.

The first one is the bodyguards who wait on one side. They rush to stop Ouyang Huajing.

Seeing the last straw in front of you, where would Ouyang Huajing give up?

Struggling hard at the same time, shouting faster, did not take into account the princess's demeanor, listening to very sad.

However, no matter how she prayed, the first person was silent, just looking at her coldly.

It seems that Ouyang Huajing has not been hit by this indifference at all. She still refuses to give up. She has Kung Fu herself. In addition, she is still worried about her identity. The guards who obstruct her dare not be too presumptuous, and they are really rushed to the front by her.

There are only five or six steps to the throne.

Finally, empress Xiqi gave a cold signal, and then someone rushed to her and knocked her down.

Regardless of the pain of the body, Ouyang Huajing's goal is only hope close at hand. So lying on the ground, head up, pale face tears.

"My father, my son is..."

Words are not finished, suddenly stunned.

It's like seeing something incredible. All her movements are frozen.