Chapter 1329

This poison left a deep mark in Zhao Wanxi's heart.

Because Ouyang Changluo died of this poison at the beginning, but now Ouyang Huajing was poisoned again!

Shouldn't Ouyang Huajing be the killer of Ouyang Changluo?

The movement of Zhao Wanxi's hands stopped, but the blue and purple color was still there, as if that was the place where it took root.

A cloud of doubt lingered in Zhao Wanxi's mind.

Was she really wrong about the last time? Who killed Ouyang Changluo?

But soon, Zhao Wanxi overturned this conjecture. Since it's not, Ouyang Huajing is poisoned again

Almost for a moment, a lot of thoughts flashed through Zhao Wanxi's mind. When she thought of the most possible reason, her look was almost indifferent for a moment.

At this moment, the bottom of her eyes really swept all kinds of killing ideas.

Now, she knew that this time she was invited, it was a trap, just to let her jump into the trap, she had to tell the truth.

If you hide, let the doctor find out, she still has the suspicion of hiding.

You can't mess with yourself. You must calm down.

Zhao Wanxi read to herself several times in the bottom of her heart, and then she managed to calm down. She tried to make her look less flustered and plain.

Xu Shifeng's clothes are too complicated and the style is too complicated. Her speed of collecting silver needles is much slower than before. For a long time, Zhao Wanxi took a deep breath and took a look at Ouyang Huajing, who had not yet woken up.

In order to frame her and bring her down, Ouyang Huajing has done a lot!

With a cold hum, Zhao Wanxi lifted the curtain and went out.

Joan felt the sudden change of her mood and felt that her mother should be angry, but she just followed her obediently.

"What's the matter, madam?"

As soon as he came out, someone came up with a nervous face. Zhao Wanxi fixed her eyes and found that it was Uncle Wen. Her face was still as plain as water.

She walked to the table and sat down, poured a cup of tea and sipped it.

"It's poisoning, it's Dongfanghong."

Zhao Wanxi moistens her dry throat and glances at all the people present. After staying on Uncle Wen and Uncle Wu for a long time, her eyes immediately fall on Leng junao calmly.

Leng Jun was surprised. Dongfanghong? Isn't that the poison in Ouyang Changluo?

But now uncle Wen and Uncle Wu are the messengers of Xiqi. He didn't say it wisely.

But he didn't say it, someone said it.

When Wu shuna heard these words in a loud voice, he said, "Dongfanghong? Isn't that the poison in Princess Changluo? "

He couldn't believe it, and his eyes fell on Zhao Wanxi.

It seems to be to oppress, but Zhao Wanxi's face is always calm, and her eyes are even more open, without any evasion. If he doubts her, he is still a little embarrassed at the bottom of his heart.

Finally, he set his eyes on Leng junao and asked, "Nanlin emperor, do you say yes or no?"

For a moment, all kinds of people in the hall looked different.

Leng junao had already sent someone to block the news about Ouyang Changluo's poisoning, but Uncle Wu had heard about it. It can be seen that someone specifically disclosed it.

Leng junao can only harden his head and say, "yes."

As soon as the sound fell, uncle Wen accepted his warm and moist look and suddenly became cold. "It's said that this poison is extremely difficult to prepare. It's extremely difficult to appear once."