Chapter 1282

Joan had seen her displeasure from Zhao Wanxi's expression for a long time. She was indignant and said, "I didn't expect that the emperor was such a person. I can see through him today!"

"Joan." Zhao Wanxi calls a way, "emperor is not you can comment, from now on, this kind of words remember not to say again."

She said eagerly.

In this palace, there are ears and eyes everywhere, and traps everywhere.

However, after listening to Joan's words, Zhao Wanxi was in a good mood. She looked at Joan's white baby's fat cheeks, and her lips were smiling slightly.

But it's just a moment.

She soon thought of the death of Ouyang Changluo.

It's a strange death. It's like It seems that this matter is aimed at her.

If it's aimed at her, it can only be princess Li.

Doubts rise to my heart again. The relationship between Ouyang Huajing and Ouyang Changluo is so good. Would it really be her who poisoned her own sister?

For Zhao Wanxi, this is a bit strange.

But in addition to this explanation, there is no other person in Nanlin palace who has the motive to kill Ouyang Changluo.

But it's just speculation after all.

There is another possibility. There is another person who killed Ouyang Changluo. Ouyang Huajing is too sad and has some hatred with her. That's why she wants to blame her for the poisoning.

Zhao Wanxi walked slowly, unconsciously, to his palace.

Joan was in front of her on the right. She went in first.

Before Zhao Wanxi stepped in, Joan came out in a hurry. She looked a little strange. She came up to her ear and whispered, "madam, the emperor is here. She is in the main hall."

Hearing the speech, Zhao Wanxi's steps were almost imperceptible.

Then he went in as if nothing had happened.

Sure enough, in the center of the hall, a man dressed in a bright yellow robe, handsome and handsome, with a gentle look, teased the bun in his arms.

The bun in his arms was very gentle and didn't contradict his contact at all.

Zhao Wanxi snorts coldly in the bottom of her heart. This boy will also rebel.

Hearing the sound, Leng junao immediately raised his head and saw that it was Zhao Wanxi. A smile burst out on his lips. "You see, your mother came later."

Zhao Wanxi sat beside him and asked faintly, "why doesn't the emperor accompany her? But here comes my concubine? "

Between the words, is the light alienation.

Hearing the words, Leng junao's smile froze. He came to Zhao Wanxi and handed her the steamed stuffed bun I think it's just a stopgap measure. "

"As you know, the war is tight now, and the relationship between countries is particularly important. Princess Li, she represents Xiqi again... "

The more he said, the less confident he was.

But in the face of a woman, he lost his confidence and prestige.

Zhao Wanxi only pays attention to the baozi in her arms, not to him.

Leng junao was a little impatient. He changed from Zhao Wanxi's left side to his right side. "I swear to heaven that you are the only one in my heart, or I will die a terrible death."

After that, the voice was too loud, which scared the baozi in his arms.

Xiaobaozi didn't give anyone face. His facial features all shrank into a ball. Then he opened his mouth and began to cry.

The sound was loud and resounded throughout the palace.

Zhao Wanxi was in a hurry and glared at Leng junao. "Look at you. It's all your fault."