Chapter 231 I Have White Hair

Dongfang Wenyue belongs to that kind, she must do everything by herself, even if she meets an informant in Devil May Cry Villa, she will go out in person.

She had seen Wu Yong before, and she could tell that Wu Yong's feelings for Qinglian were genuine.

Therefore, Xin Xiaoqi knew that Dongfang Wenyue would definitely ask Qinglian about Wu Yong, and Qinglian must not lie.

Wu Yong is dead, she has to protect Wu Yong's child.

Therefore, Xin Xiaoqi asked Qinglian to tell Dongfang Wenyue that she was not convinced, that Xin Xiaoqi was not smart, and she wanted to confront Xin Xiaoqi.

Dongfang Wenyue is a narrow-minded person, she already wanted to kill Xin Xiaoqi a hundred times for Su Rin.

If there is someone who shares the same hatred with her and wants to deal with Xin Xiaoqi together, then she will lose her judgment.

Xin Xiaoqi knew that Dongfang Wenyue would be angry when she saw her and heard her name.

The moment a person is angry, his IQ is negative.

"Go back to the palace." Dongfang Wenyue said two words after being silent for a long time.

The carriage turned around and headed towards the Nancheng Palace.

And Qinglian let out a long sigh of relief, and sat down on the ground.

It's too dangerous. If the queen was a little bit off just now, she would definitely lose her life.

Dongfang Wenyue's kung fu is very good, and her moves are fierce and tricky.

Qinglian was covered in cold sweat and looked at the carriage going away. Pain and helplessness were in her eyes. Then, she laughed at herself and turned her head to look at the corpse on the stretcher. Take off the bracelet and put it on for Wu Yong.

"Take my bracelet and go. If there is an afterlife, remember to let me see your wrist on the Naihe Bridge." After Qinglian finished speaking, she stood up and walked back to the palace.

Dongfang Wenyue went back to the palace, ate a few mouthfuls, and went to take a bath while Qinglian waited on her.

Through the gauze curtain, the manager of the imperial kitchen came to report.

"Su Lin likes sweets?" Dongfang Wenyue was lying in the bath, being massaged by Qinglian, she heard the manager's report, and looked outside the gauze curtain curiously.

"Yes, Your Majesty, the servant also thought it was very strange. Your Majesty, you have investigated the behavior and preferences of the Regent of Nanliang long ago. How did it change? This must be deliberately making things difficult." The steward said.

"Xin Xiaoqi said that, right?" Dongfang Wenyue sneered and said.

"Yes, Your Majesty, it was the seventh lady who said it, and the woman named Hua'er. She said that the regent loves to drink, and he drank two jars of wine for dinner." The steward continued to report.

"Oh, Xin Xiaoqi, Hua'er, it's the two of them playing tricks. This woman is declaring her sovereignty in front of me." Dongfang Wenyue sneered and said.

"That's right, my slave sees that the regent doesn't like to talk, so he just listens to the arrangement of Miss Seven." The manager nodded and said seriously.

"Su Lin has never liked to talk, but I didn't expect him to be arranged by this woman. Hmph, he never accepted my arrangement." After Dongfang Wenyue gritted her teeth, she stood up from the bath, Glancing outside, he said, "It's almost dawn, go and prepare a bowl of hangover soup for me, and I will go and see Su Rin in person."

"Yes!" The head of the imperial dining room stepped back and went to prepare hangover soup.

Dongfang Wenyue took good care of her skin, put on a long maroon dress, and let Qinglian comb her hair in front of the mirror.

"Zhen...has white hair?" Looking in the mirror, there was a hint of white in the middle of her hair, she immediately exclaimed.

(End of this chapter)

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