While buried in Leng Muran, it has been passed on to give up the secret order of looking for the little princess.
In the palace, I haven't found the whereabouts of the cold.
He lost his trace with Leng Yan, and his body was replaced by his body.
The shirt was originally locked in Liu Fusheng, Tai Hospital, and was regarded as a treasure. He wanted to check the poison hidden in the shirt, but suddenly disappeared.
You can be sure, the shirt fell into the hands of coldness again.
Leng Yan responded in the palace, otherwise he had no chance to hide so long.
"Who is it?" Lin Xin'er and Ximen Jingxuan looked at the information sent by Gu Qingcheng and sieved almost all the people in the palace, and no one could be confronted with coldness. "Is it really really?
Show Chu? "
The palace man who followed Ximen Xianchu also said that when he explained, he also said that coldness was going to bet with Ximen Xianchu.
"From the burial of Leng Muran, Xianchu has been following the chess around."
At this point, Ximen Jingxuan has never been let go, but to avoid the relationship between Xianchu's cold family with Ximen, he has not asked him in person. After all, Ximen shows that he is young. As he grows, things will always be a little bit a little bit.
During the fading, not to mention it.
"That is, before the burial of Leng Muran, he had done things well?" Lin Xin'er frowned.
A five -year -old child called a few times outside the prison, and relying on his identity as a little prince to attract others to attract more enough. Can you really hide someone?
She knows the cleverness of Ximen, and even the Taifu praised that the emperor's only son can take the weight of the world.
"We can't help but look at Xianchu as an adult." Ximen Jingxuan stood up, "It is not too late to see him."
If you can't avoid talking, then talk about it.
But when Ximen Jingxuan and Lin Xin'er walked out of the Jinyang Palace, there was news from Yunxiaoyuan.
The little prince killed Leng Yan in his own hands!
Ximen Jingxuan and Lin Xin'er looked at each other and hurried to Yunxiaoyuan.
"Grandpa Xuan, I killed this person!"
Seeing Ximen Jingxuan, Ximen showed Chu Chu to start a chess and run away.
"What's going on?" Ximen Jingxuan looked at the coldness that fell on the ground.
Belly in the abdomen.
Sin down and find out, it is really not angry.
"Are you killed?" Lin Xin'er asked in the past.
How powerful is a five -year -old child, she knows very well.
"Not ..." It seemed to be seen, and Ximen showed his head down.
"What is going on?" Ximen Jingxuan asked again.
"He wanted to hold me out of the palace. I didn't follow it. In a hurry, I threw a bottle left by the mother -in -law and hit him. The bottle was broken. The powder fascinated his eyes.
He couldn't see blindly, and hit my knife. "Ximen Xianchu told Ximen Jingxuan just happened.
"Yes, Lord Xuan, I hurried to Chuer's house when I heard the sound, and saw him just hitting the knife in Chuer's hand." Chess followed the testimony.
Lin Xin'er looked at Ximen to show a few glances, walked in front of Leng Yan, squatted down, and checked it carefully, "It's really like dead."
Speaking, Lin Xin'er stood up, walked to Ximen Jingxuan, and pressed the sound very low, "The middle sword was poisoned."
In other words, if the Ximen shows the truth, the bottle should be a bottle of poison left by Leng Mulan, which happened to be thrown out by Ximen Xianchu and fluttered on the cold body.
Not all of the people of the Leng family have anti -virus body. This also needs to be "practiced". Leng Yanqiu is not afraid of poisoning, but Leng Mulan and Leng Yan did not practice that point. At most, they can save themselves in time after being poisoned.
Then, then
If they give up or have no time to rescue themselves, the result is dangerous, such as Leng Muran serving poisons, such as cold poisoning and lost inch.
"Let Yan Qiu look again." Ximen Jingxuan was still not assured.
Leng Yan, who had been arrested, suddenly died so, it was still very surprised.
Leng Yanqiu stayed in the Jinyang Palace to detoxify the Ximen marks. In order to avoid Lin Xin'er's relationship with the Leng family, what sensitive topics were caused, she did not let her intervene in this matter.
Soon, Leng Yanqiu rushed to Yunxiao Garden.
"It's really dead." Leng Yanqiu checked the later way.
Since even Leng Yanqiu said dying, then it is really dead, and he died in the hands of Ximen's show, so there is no need to say extra words.
Ximen Jingxuan let people drag coldly out of the palace and see it in Leng Yanqiu's portrayal, but did not throw him into the chaotic post, digging a pit and buried.
The problem of coldness has been solved, and the rest is to pay attention to the emperor's "condition".
"How long will it take?" Ximen Jingxuan asked Leng Yanqiu.
If the country cannot have no monarchs one day, although Ximen has hosted the dynasty for the time being, everyone knows that he is just the name representing the Royal Siemens.
"The stasis began to disperse, and I might be sure of the specific days. I haven't encountered this situation." Leng Yanqiu said, "The emperor is too anxious this time."
Ximen Jingxuan understood that he and Xin'er had undergone suffering and could not accept the unexpected accidents, not to mention that there were almost a smooth sailing Ximen marks and Leng Muran.
And Leng Muran's death was too sudden, no one was prepared, and Ximen marks did not even pass at all.
"Grandma, will the father wake up?"
The west gate of filial piety leaned at the door of the Jinyang Palace and asked Lin Xin'er who came out of it.
He wanted to ask, would the father who woke up would kill him? At that time, he chased himself with his sword and chased himself to heaven. Isn't it really to kill himself?
But he knew that even if he asked, he asked him in vain, and everyone would tell him that his father would not kill him.
"Yes." Lin Xin'er touched Ximen's head's head, "Your father will accompany you to grow up, cultivate you as a prince's virtue, and give you the world of the Qing Dynasty."
"I don't want the world, I just need my mother and concubine." Ximen said with a low voice.
Lin Xin'er sighed, squatting down, "showing Chu, your mother -in -law watched you in the sky, and see how you are a good emperor in the future."
"Really?" Ximen Xianchu blinked and asked.
"Really." Lin Xin'er nodded affirmatively.
It will give him a goal to Ximen, so that he will grow up with confidence and motivation.
The deserted mountain in the city in the city of Xuanwangfu was filled with a grave. A few years ago, many people who died here were abandoned. Now, Leng Yan is buried here.
Back to his ancestors.
The night is quiet, and the barren rhrages are silent.
The grave pit is not quietly turned over. After a long time, a pair of slightly old -fashioned hands stretched out of the soil.
Then, one head drilled out of the soil, and then the whole person.
The man stood on the ground and pulled the soil on his face with his hand.
Take a closer look, the face of a man who looks like a nearly 50 years is shown in the weak moonlight ...