The Cry of the Phoenix Which Reached the Ninth Heaven

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Chapter 97 Who is arson?

"Who are they? How did the Queen die! The king is asking you! Speak!" Night Junqing only felt the chest was boring, as if a group of cotton wool was stuck there, making him unable to breathe, the truth? Really have the truth? How did you die in the end?

"Queen... oh!" The palace girl suddenly rubbed her hands, and the sallow face was more and more tangled, followed by a salty throat and a black blood splattered.

"What happened to you? Hey! What happened to you! You haven't told me how the Queen died! Tell me!" The palace girl poisoned the lungs and the black blood rushed out.

"Queen... Queen is being..." The voice of the palace lady gradually became weak, and the night Jun leaned over and put her ear to the mouth of the palace woman, but still did not listen to the last proverb of the Qing Palace.

The night Junqing slowly released the body of the palace lady, let her fall to the ground, and the heart seemed to be covered with frost. Even if she did not listen to the last words of the Qing Palace, it could be confirmed by the night, that is, the death of the heart is not the surface. It’s so simple, as for what secrets are hidden behind it, he swears that he will definitely find out what’s going on.

If Mo Xin is really framed, he will swear by the night, and he will smash those who are unsatisfied!

The night Jun Qing looked at the dead palace girl, until the child, he concluded that the person who wrote this book wanted to see what he saw, that is, this palace girl, now the palace girl is dead, this writing person becomes the only clue . Thinking about this, the night Jun Qing took a deep breath, and the words of the wrinkles that were about to be held were collected in his arms and turned away.

"Master, under the negligence, did not even notice that someone had entered the room of the Prince." In the dark, Yin Xue looked at Yao Mozhen with a look of apology.

"It has nothing to do with you." Seeing the night when Jun Qing left, Yao Mo's bottom flashed a touch of cold color.

"Master, the subordinates go in and see what happened!" Yin Xue was about to rush into the wing, but was stopped by Yao Mozhen.

"Can't go, except for us, I am afraid that there are others. Go back first, can't beat the grass and start a snake." Yao Mo's indifferent opening, then turned and left. Yin Xue heard the sound around, although he did not feel anyone, but he did not dare to disobey.

Returning to Guanyin Palace, Yao Mozhen is sitting in the table at the inner table, and staring at the carved dragon candlestick on the table, thoughtfully.

"Master, isn’t it better to steal the word from Yin Xue?" Yin Xue knew Yao Mozhen’s thought and proposed.

"No, even if you don't look at the word, this palace can guess what is written on it. There is nothing wrong here, you should go ahead." Yao Mo's voice is not blamed, she has no reason to blame Yin Xue, after all, the lack of skills Let her take care of herself and the Prince, and it is difficult for her.

"Yes!" Yin Xue felt the tolerance of Yao Mozhen, grateful to her heart, and turned away when she turned.

The room is quiet and silent. Yao Mozhen holds the silver plucking and picks up the wick. The light in the bottom of the eye is getting deeper and deeper. If she guesses it, the content on the word will be related to her own cause of death. If not, the night prince Qing will not go to the old site of the cold palace, but in this palace, is there really someone who knows the cause of his death? Who is it? What is his purpose?

Too many questions made Yao Mozhen have some headaches. This is the most difficult thing she has encountered since she was born again. She can't let the night Jun Qing know her true cause of death. It is not the time. It seems that she must be in the night. I will dig out this person before I find out what!

On the following day, Yao Mozhen got up and learned from Tingyue that the wing of the old site of the cold palace had been burnt to ashes. The fire was so big that even the pines and cypresses around him were burned.

"The slaves really don't understand. It's just an abandoned wing. How could it suddenly catch fire? It was definitely not a thunderstorm last night, but it would definitely not be a fire, but who would be bored to go there and set fire to it. If it is caught, it must be a crime of death." Tingyue smashed the tableware. Set it up.

"Where is the fire?" The cold voice suddenly sounded, and at the gate of the palace, the night Jun stood quietly there, and the deep sorrow was hidden by the cold.

"Hey... Go back to the lord, it is the room in the cold palace." Tingyue back according to the facts.

"You go ahead." Yao Mozhen waved back Tingyue and sat down at the table.

"Who do you think is arson?" Night Jun Qing walked across to Yao Mozhen, whispered, and there was obviously no past look in her eyes. She expected this to be the result, so she did her best to prevent the night. Knowing the truth too early, the sooner you know, the more painful his heart is.

"How can I know?" Yao Mozhen did not agree to ask.

"What happened in this palace, you should have nothing to know!" Night Junqing always thought so.

"Wang Ye really can't afford Mo Zhen, but it may disappoint Wang Ye. This thing is really not known." Yao Mozhen coveted the meal and responded in a low voice.

"Yao Yu's business, you are a three-pointed sculpture, not only framed Yao Suzhen, but also let Yao Zhenting think that he has no son, and things happen in the harem, Yao Zhenting will inevitably not blame the emperor, so it seems that you are provoking them three people The relationship, if you are an outsider, this king can still use common sense to infer your approach, but you are Yao Zhenting's daughter, Yao Suzhen's sister, the night's most beloved nephew, the king does not understand why, why do you Do you want to do this? Unless..." The night is clear and the thoughts in my mind are gone, and if the idea is true, he will be heartbroken.

"Unless what?" Yao Mozhen wants to know which layer the night Jun Qing thought.

"Unless you hate them three people, and the reason for hate is because of the heart!" Night Jun cleared his throat, and he spent the night shunning it, this is his final answer.

"Wang Ye's imagination is really rich. The big sister died in dystocia. If Mo Zhen was moved to the emperor, it would be a bit unreasonable. As for the father, Mo Zhen from ### is not in his eyes, no feelings are true, but not hate. The point, Yao Suzhen... She was bullied by Mo Xiao, and now she is getting a chance, and the report is still a report. Wang Ye’s thoughts on the big sister are unclear, but the older sister has already left, and the prince should learn to put it. Open." Yao Mozhen was coldly lifted, and looked at the night Junqing.

"I knew you wouldn't admit it!" Night Jun Qing listened to Yao Mo's a lot of high-sounding rhetoric, secretly annoyed, how he forgot, this woman's belly is very dark, from her mouth, than the words, than It’s still hard to go to the sky.

"Mo Mo is knowing everything, and if you don't believe it, you can't do it. If you don't have a way, you can ask for a favor after a while." Yao Moyun said lightly.

"How do you mean to open your mouth! No time!" Night Junqing can not help but feel that the thick skin is really good, he will not refuse others, turn around and ask others for help.

"You eat me, live with me, don't you have a loss?" Yao Mozhen looked disapproving. When Jun Jun Qing was silent, perhaps he should consider Yan Nanxuan's suggestion. As long as he found out the cause of death, he vowed not to stay for a quarter of an hour.

When Yao Mozhen appeared in the step of Xinxiang with the night Junqing, he was very surprised, especially when he saw the night of the night, and he couldn’t wait to kick the cat away.

"Chen Chen visited the Prince, and met Yao Yao." Fu Funing quickly adjusted his emotions, and stepped forward to the night to clear the side of the body, gentle and courteous.

"Shen Yin sister is not so polite, the last time you gave the ginseng soup is particularly good, and put its mouth to raise it, Xianxian sister, can you let them make a bowl for the flounder?" Yao Mozhen stepped forward and took Fu Ning's hand, revealing peach blossoms and begging for help.

"What is the reason, 茜 ,, go to the imperial kitchen to make a bowl of ginseng soup, and ordered the imperial dining room to prepare for life, the prince and Yao 妃 lunch will be in the step of the Xinxiang Court." 庾 Fu Ning turned back to tell the eve, the heart is not a taste At that time, the purpose of sending ginseng soup was to give a taste to the night Junqing. This is good, and hundreds of ginseng soups are cheaper for the animals.

Yao Mozhen was on the side, and the night’s lips were subconsciously pumped twice. She was really welcome!

When I left, I would like to leave the night to the upper seat, and I took Yao Mozhen to sit on the chaise longue on one side.

In the moment of contact with the chaise longue, Yao Mozhen knows that this chaise longue is covered with the Millennium Xuanbing jade. This kind of jade is warm in the winter and cool in the summer. It is extremely rare, and it is feared that the night game will not enjoy this blessing.

I think that Zhaoqing’s work has always been careful, but she is willing to spend money on this daughter. Although the money is not exposed, there is no need to avoid jealousy. After all, the DPRK finances are tight every time. Zhaoqing always thinks of ways to raise enough numbers. Night Hyun has told her that he knows Zhaoqing’s wealth, but Compared with his ability, these are nothing. It can be seen that the night game is still extremely trusting to Zhaoqing, so Yao Mozhen does not intend to rely on the Soul Sand Park to deal with Zhao Qing, she has another idea.