Chapter 1901

Zhao Wan should have been ready in his subconscious for a long time. He thought ahead of time that there was nothing else but emotion.

It's time to sleep, it's time to rest.

Sleeping in the middle of the night, I suddenly heard a noise outside. Someone was shouting about assassins, murderers and so on. I was half awakened.

"What's the matter?"

As a result, he was pressed back by a big hand that appeared in the air before he got up.

"It's OK. You go back to sleep."

"Well When did you come? "

It turned out to be Leng junao. As soon as she heard his voice, Zhao Wanxi immediately settled down. People in a daze, go back to sleep.

As for the other party's answer, he didn't hear clearly at all, so he went on to meet Duke Zhou.

Mo Yue was surrounded by people, and the familiar smell lingered between the wings of his nose. Zhao Wanxi's sleep this night was steady.

I didn't have nightmares just because I heard that Ouyang shengqian was dead.

Until the next morning, when I opened my eyes, there was no one around.

That position has been cold for a long time. Leng junao wants to go to court. It's estimated that he will leave early.

The movement was also very slight and did not disturb her at all.

However, when Zhao Wanxi sat up and lifted the bed curtain, she saw Joan kneeling there with a look of guilt and crying.

"Empress, no, something's wrong."

"What?"

This is really Early in the morning, people are not in a good mood.

In fact, if she had a choice, Joan didn't want to disturb her master's good mood so early.

It's really

"The painting you brought back last night was stolen. The maid in waiting, Xiao Fuzi, was the first to find out. In order to stop him, he was given I killed him.

Now the gangster is missing with the painting, and the Yulin guards are searching.

It's all slaves. I think it's just an ordinary painting. I don't care how to collect it. I put it up casually. Otherwise, it won't be taken away so easily. It's all slaves... "

Zhao Wanxi You said painting Have you been robbed? "

Not to mention that Joan didn't expect it, even she didn't expect it at all.

But what's the situation now? If the painting is so ordinary and unimportant, how can anyone take such a big risk and steal it?

But she took a breath of cool air. In the dark, Zhao Wanxi has a kind of consciousness that she seems to have made a big mistake.

Unfortunately, it seems to be a little late.

I suddenly realized that what I heard last night was not a dream or an illusion.

Joan didn't say much about it.

In fact, last night, Qionghua palace was in a mess.

It's no exaggeration to say that the only one in Qionghua palace who sleeps all night is her own mother.

The others, confused and terrified, had been running for almost half the night.

I don't know if it's because of the influence of the atmosphere of Qionghua palace. It's sunny for several days. Today, it's gloomy.

In the early morning, there was no sun. With the arrival of noon, it was even more dreary.

The sky was covered with dark clouds. It seemed that it was almost touching the top of the palace. In the air, there was gradually water vapor.

In addition, when something happened, the whole palace was extremely depressed. At a glance, people felt that there was no way to relax.

Even the two children are very sensible and obedient.