Chapter 252

Qingling's face was as usual, and he was not upset or compromised. Xu Xun didn't know how to answer for a while.

"How do you want to go further?" Yan Hongtian, who has been sitting in a high position and is incomprehensible, finally speaks.

"Anatomy."

She said calm, many people still don't understand her meaning, Shan Yulan's eyebrows have already tied a knot! Startled way: "cut open celiac?"

Cut open abdomen cavity?

In the hall, there was a sound of hearing and discussing, which made Qingfeng return to his mind. Shan Yulan didn't contradict what she said. It can be seen that what she said must be justified. But the three of them grew up together, learning poetry and painting, and writing and painting together. She never knew that she would have an autopsy? Now we need to cut open a person's abdominal cavity? This? What's the matter?

Feel a hot line of sight fell on her, Qingfeng slightly looked up to meet Yan Hongtian's penetrating dark cold eyes. No matter how unusual she is today, she can't tell her story. Under the pressure of the heart many doubts, green maple eyebrows slightly Yang, a slightly proud and indifferent from the appearance.

Yan Hongtian takes back his sight, his face is darker and gloomy. Is this woman who is going to have a caesarean section in the hall really the beautiful woman he has seen?! What's the matter with this impostor to replace a stubborn woman who is not afraid of death.

Do these two women think they can play with him between applause? Hum, I don't know how to live!

Yanhongtian gently raised his hand, Gao Jin hurried up behind him, whispered a few words in his ear, Gao Jin looked at Qingfeng, nodded and retreated.

Qingfeng stared at the elder sister in the hall. Suddenly, her shoulders ached. Her arms were tightly clamped from behind. The sudden pain made Qingfeng scream. Unfortunately, the voice was still in her throat. The bodyguard immediately ordered her to swallow three inches. She felt that her throat was suddenly tightened, and the cry was suddenly submerged in her mouth.

Qingfeng looked at the empress in panic, only to see her pale face, hands tightly covering her chest, attention on the body in the palace, no time to care for her at all.

Is it? Yan Hong Tian!

Qingfeng turns to look at Yan Hongtian on the high position. He holds the wine glass lightly in his hand. His face softens a lot. He doesn't look at her, but the deep eyes of the chief eunuch on his side are locked on her.

Yan Hongtian sent someone to take her away. What's the purpose of his doing this? He wants to be bad for his sister? Or is there any more sinister way?

Qingfeng was in a panic. He wanted to remind her, but he was dragged out of the hall by two bodyguards.

Qingfeng thought Yan Hongtian would put her directly in the prison, but he didn't expect two bodyguards to escort her around the main hall and walk towards the inner hall at the back. The three men stopped in front of a palace smaller than the main hall. The inside of the hall was lit with candles. The door was closed. The bodyguard opened his hand and opened her cave.

The two men clubbed on her side like wooden posts without saying a word. The pain of almost paralysis on her shoulder reminded her that she could not act rashly. Either of them could break her hand with any force, and her chest was already too stuffy to breathe. This night's tossing made her tired. The sweat behind her wet her clothes. When the wind blew outside, Qingfeng felt that the cold was coming to her heart. Her hands were tightly around her chest. Qingfeng slowly squatted down and curled up on the stone steps in front of the palace.

One of the guards frowned and reached out to grasp the lapel of Qingfeng. The other stopped his hand and whispered, "forget it, just bring it."

The voice is low and clear, unlike the general's recklessness and vulgarity. It sounds so sweet on a cold night. Qingfeng looks up slightly and looks at the man on his side. The light in front of the hall is not bright. Qingfeng can only see a pair of cold eyes. There is not much emotion in them. They are like Poria. They are indifferent and alienated, but they are always unable to be desperate. Because these eyes, which are familiar with Poria, Qingfeng sees him more than twice.

Mingze knows that this woman is looking at her. He doesn't know her identity or want to know. He just doesn't think it's necessary to chase after a woman who has no strength.

Qingfeng takes back her sight and leans her head on her knee. She doesn't know about the front hall. Did she have a autopsy at last? Who killed the seven princesses? Will elder sister be involved? What is Yan Hongtian's intention to bring her here?

Qingfeng is surrounded by numerous problems, everything seems to be beyond her control. The fear of the unknown makes her afraid, like an invisible hand, tightly gripping her heart, pinching it from time to time, relaxing and tormenting her repeatedly when she can't breathe.

Qingfeng didn't know how long time had passed, maybe one hour, maybe three hours, until the footsteps came from far away, she struggled out of this fear temporarily.

On the winding Palace Road, Yan Hongtian came on foot. The black robe and brocade clothes were almost submerged in the night, but no one could ignore the intimidating momentum. Seeing his figure clearly, all the guards in front of the palace knelt down on one knee. Yan Hongtian's face was as gloomy as usual. He kicked open the door of the palace without saying anything and went directly into the palace.

The tall wooden door makes a buzzing sound because of the impact of great power, and the heart of green maple trembles. The moody man is really terrible.

Yan Hongtian has just entered the palace. Three fuzzy figures also walk slowly along the palace road. The first one is Gao Jin. Behind him is Lou Xiyan and so on? Sister!

What are they doing here? The green maple fiercely stands straight body, just to the high advance which just walked up. Gao Jin looked at her in secret, but did not enter the hall to ask. He said in a loud voice, "the emperor has a purpose, and xuanqingling enters the hall." Gao Jin's voice doesn't sound as sharp as the ordinary eunuch's, but those deep eyes are like two deep pools, which is hard to guess.

Qingfeng looked at Qingling from a distance, and dared not show too much emotion in front of GAOJIN, so he turned to enter the palace.

The candlelight in the hall is not very bright. There is no one but Yan Hongtian. He stood alone in the center of the hall, and the huge palace became narrowed in an instant. It took courage to breathe in the same room with the man full of the rage.

Qingfeng is standing by the door, thinking about how to deal with this difficult man. She is difficult to be gentle and slightly bow her head. But Yan Hongtian doesn't eat her. She can't think more. Yan Hongtian asks in a cold voice, "it's Qingling who asked you to take her place of Qingling to enter the palace?"

Qingfeng was shocked all over. He did know her. What is her answer? Once she admits that she is not Qingling, does Yan Hongtian want to use this as an excuse to change her elder sister back to the palace? No, I can't let elder sister in anyway.

Yan Hongtian will ask her that he himself is not very sure. She just needs to insist that she is Qingling, so he has no reason to force the woman beside Lou Xiyan! Qingfeng raised his head and met Yan Hongtian's cold black eyes. He shouted back: "I don't know what you said, I am Qingling."

"Your mouth is very hard." Yanhongtian's body shape is very fast, and Qingfeng can't react yet. His tall figure has been approaching her side with a bullying force. Qingfeng is scared to step back and bump into the post behind her. Qingfeng has seen Yan Hongtian's violence. As he approached, Qingfeng subconsciously grasped the vase on the wooden table beside the pillar.

Looking at the vase in Qingfeng's hand, Yan Hongtian's black eyes flashed a trace of disdain and violence, sneering, "want to do the same again, and assassinate me again?"

When Qingfeng was still in a daze, his warm hands had fallen on his thin neck, and his cold and heartless voice sounded in his ears at the same time, "my patience is not as good as you think! Who are you? "

The five fingers like eagle's claws tightly clasp the throat, gradually tightening the strength to let Qingfeng's eyes turn black. She knows that yanhongtian can ask for her life at any time. If she wants her life to be easy, if she wants to give in, don't think! A kind of abnormal revenge makes Qingfeng insist on saying: "I? I am green? Ling? "

Her face has turned dark red because of suffocation. The blue tendons on her neck are jumping in the palm against the pulse. He can kill her if he uses a little more force. Even so, she still refused to tell the truth, the corner of her mouth with a proud smile.

What a damn she is!

Qingfeng's clenched teeth gradually loosened, the suffocation of her chest and the hot throat made her gradually blurred consciousness, and her hand holding the porcelain bottle was powerless to release.

Bang!

The harsh sound of fragmentation woke up the crazy Yan Hongtian. The pulsation from the Central Plains in the palm was gradually weakened. The face of Qingfeng changed from dark red at the beginning to green black. Yan Hongtian's cold eyes narrowed slightly. She really died.

Good! He'll have a way for her to say it! Angry extremely anti smile, Yan Hongtian suddenly let go, Qingfeng's body like a broken string kite general fall to the ground.

Qingfeng coughed hard, lying on his side and gasping for breath. Finally, he regained his mind. He heard Yan Hongtian's voice with a slight smile and said, "it doesn't matter if you don't say it, someone will say it."

What does he mean by that? Qingfeng looks up in horror. Yanhongtian has gone to the broad desk and sat down. Black eyes stare at her on the ground coldly, with a smile on his face. In Qingfeng's eyes, he looks more terrible than when he is angry.

"Gao Jin, call that woman in." Yan Hongtian is not light or heavy, but Qingfeng is shaking like a basin of cold water poured from his head. What does he want to do to his sister? Struggling to get up from the ground, "Yan Hongtian?" The hoarse and feeble voice makes green maple's roar sound without any momentum. "What are you coming at me? Don't hurt others. "