Wen Shuben is Wen Chen. He talks with a gun in his mouth and kills people invisibly.

"I'm just making an accurate guess. Why should I react so much?"

He smiles, gentle and polite, but a little cold and alienated.

"Or..."

Uncle Wen's words turned a little, and his eyes seemed to drift toward Zhao Wanxi. "Nanlin emperor knows the real murderer, but he protects her because of his personal feelings and interests."

Leng Jun Ao frowned tightly, "Mr. Wen, be careful."

At this time, the majesty of the monarch just makes people feel that he is hiding something. The eyes of the maids and eunuchs around are not right.

It is estimated that Are you disdaining the emperor?

Zhao Wanxi looks these eyes in the eye, in the heart has one kind of unknown heartache feeling. She pursed her lips and finally said, "check it out."

I know it's a trap, but I have to jump.

Today's emissary from Xiqi will not give up until he finds out something.

She stood out, Phoenix dress will her petite body propped up a solemn posture, face calm, a magnanimous. In any case, even if the so-called evidence is found, she is clear and turbid.

Seeing this attitude, Wen Shuding looked at Zhao Wanxi for a long time. Then he raised his hand and said, "go and search Qionghua palace!"

The broad sleeve robe is hunting for wind, and then it falls down again. Uncle Wen arched his hand. "Please wait a moment for Queen Wan Xi."

"If there is really nothing, it is also a misunderstanding. I will certainly apologize."

In a word, the dignity is preserved, and the dignity is not lost.

"No need." Zhao Wanxi made a cold voice, and her lips began to sneer. "Lord Wen is an emissary sent by Xiqi. How dare you bother him to apologize?"

It's not salty, it makes uncle Wen look embarrassed.

He put up with it for a long time, but at last he didn't say anything. Hum, let you be proud for a while now. When the evidence is found out, he wants to see how she cried!

Silence flows in the air.

Leng junao had been holding Zhao Wanxi's hand. Without saying a word, the air around him was several degrees colder than that beside him.

After waiting for a while, a maid in waiting came in quickly.

"What do you find?"

Uncle Wu was so impatient that he couldn't help asking the maids first.

His voice is big, trade rashly export, it is to let that palace maiden startle, complexion all white, quickly kneel down, voice and color flustered, "no, didn't find!"

"Not found?" Uncle Wu listened to these words, immediately reflected doubt, and found a voice, "shouldn't ah, you look again!"

"Lord Wu." Zhao Wanxi gently dropped a sentence, and her eyes looked very cold. "What do you mean, you have to find in my Qionghua palace?"

"But just now Lord Wen said that this is a reasonable speculation?"

Uncle Wu was a little flustered when she asked, and he knew the consequences of slandering the queen of Nanlin.

In fact, uncle Wen was flustered after hearing the result. No evidence? Why?

Didn't Princess thirteen send someone to Qionghua palace to release the evidence?

Many thoughts flashed through his mind, and he said calmly, "Lord Wu is just in a hurry to find the murderer."

Uncle Wen bowed down to apologize with a sincere attitude: "don't blame the queen."

He was puzzled, puzzled and unwilling about the evidence of this search.