Feng Miaolian said lightly: "Is it a lie? The queen might as well send someone to dig it out? By the way, I secretly tore off the Yanhong's veil for her. She didn't notice that night... Whether the veil was beautiful and red, it has been buried for so long. The authenticity can be identified immediately..."

Yang Hong, who was kneeling on the ground, suddenly trembled.

She did drop a veil, but she never knew when it was dropped, and she didn't care.

“!!!”

Queen Feng couldn't help but tremble quietly, even more afraid than Yanhong. Her eyes turned, her body remained motionless, and she sat upright.

Tuoba Hong finally spoke: "Come here, take Liu'er and Yanhong to dig the box immediately..."

The eunuchs who enforced the law took action. They were not Queen Feng’s people, but the emperor’s people, and they brought it to him.

Suddenly there was a silence around.

Feng Miaolian stood.

Feng Miaozhi also stood.

The two of them had no eyes in opposition.

Tuoba Hong didn't speak, and still sat on the chair, no one knew what he was thinking.

For a long time, the air was as if it was suffocating, and no one said a word. Occasionally, the coughing sounds of the old concubines sounded even more terrifying.

Finally, the eunuch Gong came back.

A box was almost rotting, and it can be seen that it was definitely not buried in a hurry last night.

Tuoba Hong said loudly: "Open."

A eunuch opened the box.

It was empty inside, with only two coats of hair, very long and entangled. It was already dry, and I don’t know if it belongs to men or women.

Feng Zhaoyi buried her hair?

What does this mean?

Everyone's eyes fell on Queen Feng's face together.

Tuoba Hong also looked at her.

My heart suddenly trembled.

What does two coats of hair mean?

Myself and hers?

Or something else?

A couple?

Or has other meanings?
Chapter completed!