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Chapter 552 Let me tell you now, who is the real culprit

Everyone's eyes fell on Chu Qingge for an instant.

Chu Weiyun gritted her teeth and said: "She is just acting, she is the real murderer! Now, she still wants to fool people's hearts?"

Nan Rongrong rarely stood on a united front with Chu Weiyun and glared at Chu Qingge fiercely.

However, she didn't dare to be as presumptuous as Chu Weiyun.

In front of Her Majesty the Queen, they are just little people, insignificant.

Mu Bai was also looking at Qingge, with some concern in his eyes.

Chu Qingge breathed a sigh of relief, took a step forward, and walked to Nan Mingyue's body.

"I wonder if you have noticed that each of our fingers has different lines?"

"What do you mean?" Han Shanggong frowned, subconsciously lowered his head and looked at his fingers.

If you look closely, you can see that there are indeed some lines on the fingers.

But, aren’t everyone’s textures the same? What’s the difference?

Everyone else also followed suit, looking down at their fingers.

Feng Liye looked down and frowned: "Each one is different."

"That's right, even the texture of each of our own fingers is different." Qingge said.

Everyone looked carefully again and found that their fingers were still different.

But Qingge was looking in the direction of the entrance of the hall at this moment.

"Han Shanggong, I need some tools and I need my men to deliver them to me. Could you please let Lan Yu come over?"

Han Shanggong's thoughts were interrupted, and his eyebrows furrowed even more tightly.

She is still working on her fingers.

But he was shocked to realize that he had been staring at his fingers for so long due to the words of a little girl, and seemed to have lost his temper.

She hurriedly said: "Okay."

"By the way, let my people come in as well." Feng Liye said calmly.

Han Shanggong glanced at him.

These two people are really going too far! Do they treat the main hall as their own home? Anyone can come and go at will?

However, Han Shanggong took another look at Nan Qing and found no special expression on Nan Qing's face. He nodded and said, "The guards of Princess Chuanjiu and Crown Prince Li."

Feng Si and Lan Yu walked in together.

Qingge stared at Lan Yu, but Lan Yu shook his head.

At that moment, Qingge's heart went cold.

After procrastinating for two hours, unexpectedly, Lan Yu still found nothing.

But now, things have reached this point, and she has to do this.

If you don't do it, you will suffer unjust injustice.

But Qiqiao, where is she now? Is she still in Nan Bomin's hands?

Qingge turned her head and looked at Nan Bomin.

Nan Bomin was also looking at her, but there was no wave in his eyes as pale as water.

The Qiqiao was not in Nan Bomin's hands! Chu Qingge discovered this immediately.

If he were, he would definitely warn himself with his eyes.

Unexpectedly, at this moment, the low but reassuring voice of the man behind him slowly came: "Whatever you want to do, just do it, he has been taken away by Fenghao."

Chu Qingge turned around sharply and met his gaze.

There was gentleness in his eyes, and there was a hint of convincing magic in those habitually cold eyes.

He knows what she's going to do!

It turns out that what he asked Feng Si to do was actually the same thing she asked Lan Yu to do!

Fengsi did it!

Chu Qingge turned back and glanced at Feng Si, who nodded at her.

Qingge breathed a sigh of relief and waved his hand.

Lan Yu and Feng Si bowed to everyone and then retreated.

Qingge then raised her head, looked at Nan Qing in the high position, and said in a deep voice: "Your Majesty, I will tell you now who the real murderer is."


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