However, she still has a condition that the autopsy must wait until she gives birth to the baby. In the final analysis, it's still unlucky. If you really want to check, you can wait until she gives birth to the prince safely.

This statement has been recognized by the two countries.

Zhao Wanxi listened to qiong'er's smiling face as she talked about the scene at that time.

From this point of view, some people are worried.

Otherwise, she would not be in such a hurry to stand up, and she would not have to worry too much, just sit and wait to see the play.

Accompanied by Joan, Zhao Wanxi went out of the palace gate. Outside, there were flowers and luxuriant leaves. The edge of the lofty palace kept winding up, giving people a sense of solemnity.

She walked along the sheep's intestines path in the palace, looking down at the smooth pebbles on the road and walking briskly.

But on the way, I just met Ouyang Huajing who just came back from the front Jinluan hall.

She is quite plain today, just a simple Palace Dress, and only a hairpin is inserted in her hair.

Different from the past charming, but a little more clean.

When she saw Zhao Wanxi, Ouyang Huajing stopped, put her hand on her belly, saluted her body, and said in a soft voice, "my concubine, see the queen."

"No need to be polite."

Zhao Wanxi's indifferent watery eyes fell on her slightly pale cheek, a little more tender. "I've heard about Princess Changluo in my palace."

Ouyang Huajing's face didn't change much, but Zhao Wanxi noticed that her fingers holding the brocade handkerchief on her side tightened unconsciously and covered her smile.

"Concubine Li's younger sister doesn't have to worry about it. When the dragon is born, the emperor will naturally ask for an explanation for Princess Changluo."

The last four words, if there seems to be no ground to increase the voice, let Ouyang Huajing's face more pale. Her body trembled and her heart was filled with hatred.

Ouyang Huajing knows that Zhao Wanxi must have guessed that the killer behind the scenes is her.

At the moment, Zhao Wanxi said it to her on purpose!

Ouyang Huajing's teeth itch, but she can't do anything. She lowers her head and says in a low voice: "naturally, I believe in the emperor. He will surely seek justice for the emperor's elder sister. At that time, the real murderer will come to the surface."

After this incident, Ouyang Huajing argued in the court. It seems that Ouyang Huajing converged and quietly said that the wisps of meaning on her lips were a little incomprehensible.

Zhao Wanxi's face was light and her eyes twinkled.

Before she said anything, Ouyang Huajing was slightly blessed. "After this rush, my concubine was a little tired, so I left first."

After that, without waiting for Zhao Wanxi to say anything more, she turned and left. From the beginning to the end, her hands are tightly protect her abdomen, never let go.

After this trip, will she even be restrained?

This kind of cognition made Zhao Wanxi pick her eyebrows curiously and smile on her lips. Interesting. It's so interesting.

It seems that Ouyang Huajing is still immortal.

Ouyang Huajing hurried back to Changjing palace, her face changing. She put her hand on the armrest beside the chair, and the cool feeling made her calm a little.

Today Leng junao's action is unexpected.

She is the real murderer. If she does open the coffin for autopsy, she will surely be the target. Now Ouyang Huajing only hopes that her baby in her stomach can be more aggressive and become an emperor.