Chapter 550： Find Tingyue

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Chapter 550 finds Tingyue

Yao Mozhen, behind him, the night of the game is pale and difficult to distinguish, he never expected to hide so hidden, actually still will be discovered by Yao Mozhen. At this moment, the night game forced itself to calm down.

"Yin Xue, this is... It's Tingyue!" Rain's voice was filled with a heavy cry, and the tears overflowed.

"Damn!" Feng Lin squeaked his fist and squeaked his hand.

"Dynamic ice, lift Tingyue!" Yin Xue whispered, and then the whole body of gas in the palm, rain and thunder also the same posture.

The ice layer gradually melted, and the body of Tingyue slowly floated up.

"Tingyue...Tingyue!" When looking at the petite and pale face, Yao Mozhen can no longer escape such a cruel reality, rushing up like crazy, letting the body immerse in the cold and biting cold water, the whole The man rushed to Tingyue.

"Tingyue! This palace has been looking for you for a long time, how can you be lazy here! Tingyue, you are waking up, this palace has not used food, you help the palace to pass the meal! Right, this palace also prepared a For the dragon and phoenix bracelets to give you a dowry! Ting Yue, have you heard this palace talking to you! Answer me ah - "Yao Moxie hysterical arrogance, tears like a spring, heartache like a cone.

"Mo Mo, don't do this!" Seeing Yao Mozhen holding Ting Yue soaked in the cold water, the night Jun Qing stepped forward to help Yao Mozhen.

"Go away! Didn't see this palace talking to Tingyue! Tingyue, your wedding dress is already done, the red candle is there, just waiting for you to go to the church! Tingyue, you talk! You I don't want to marry the quicksand! Why... Why! Ah--" The voice of the fierce voice is full of clouds, and Yao Mozhen will hold Tingyue tightly in his arms, crying in the sky.

Around, everyone was crying silently, no one dared to come forward to comfort, they vaguely remembered when he was awakened to death, when Yao Mozhen was desperate and sorrowful, at this moment, facing the body of Tingyue, Yao Mozhen’s pain Compared with it, there is nothing more than it.

"Hey...hey..." The sky was snowing, and the rain fell down. The silent royal garden only heard Yao Mo's sobbing like a little beast. After a long time, it could not be dispersed.

In the snow, the night Jun Qing stood silently behind Yao Mo's body, and the cold screams shone with faint pain. In the troubled times, he did not protect Yao Mozhen, but now he let Yao Mo’s heartbreak Lung, is anyone telling him how he wants to protect, so that Yao Mozhen will be safe!

"Master, don't do this. If Tingyue is in the sky, I don't want you to be so sad and desperate. She is waiting for you to avenge her!" Yin Xue slowly squatted beside Yao Mozhen, and the tears in his eyes flashed.

"Tingyue will not die, Yin Xue, please save her, okay? There is really no way for this palace, Mo Zhen can't help it!" Tears, raging, such as the flood of the dyke, Yao Mo Yan was frozen in the pale face, the eyes were full of pleading.

"Master! Tingyue her..." Yin Xue whispered.

"No, she is not dead! Tingyue is still warm! Come, pass the royal doctor! Call all the royal doctors of the Royal Hospital to the palace! Save the lives of the moon, they have to be buried! You are squatting What to do! Go and go - "Yao Mozhen pushes Yin Xue fiercely, struggling in the cold water to hug the body of Tingyue and walk out of the ice pool.

However, the royal doctors all gathered in the Guanyin Palace, but the treatment was not the chilling Tingyue, but after walking out of Bishui Lake, the fire rushed, a blood spurted on the ground and then fainted Yao Mozhen.

"How is Mo Zhen in the end! You are talking!" The night Jun Qing looked coldly and looked at Li Zhun and others around the couch, angry and roaring.

"Back to the emperor, the maiden's body is not a big problem, just rushing to attack the heart, and the micro-committee will go back to the niece to take the medicine." Li Zhun only said that the atmosphere of the palace was reduced to freezing point, and there was a danger of killing the head for one second. After the night Junqing answered, Li Zhun led a group of royal doctors to make birds and beasts scattered.

"Yin Xue, I have already ordered the best of the big Chu to be outside, and you took him for the corpse of Tingyue. In any case, you will not let people who died in Tingyue." The beautiful woman, the night Jun Qing told, a word like a frost.

"Yes!" Even if there is no night Jun Qing's instructions, Yin Xue will do everything he can to find out the murderer!

And when Yin Xue left, in the corner, the night of the game was biting, and the bottom of his eyes was cold. He was suddenly uncertain. When he started his own hands, did he leave any clues?

"Little star, go on, I want to be alone with Mo Zhen." Night Jun clears the night of the game, waving. The night game did not dare to hesitate, and after respecting the ceremony, he turned and retreated.

On the night of the night, Yao Mozhen had a high fever, his forehead was cold and sweaty, and his body could not restrain himself. Li Zhun used the best medicine in the Royal Hospital but still couldn't make Yao Mo's body heat less than half a minute, so that night, night Jun Qing took off the robes in the snow, and then returned to the couch to hold Yao Mozhen in his arms to cool down, repeated ten times, until the dawn was very, Yao Mozhen’s heat dropped to normal The scope.

"Tingyue... Don't!" In the middle, Yao Mozhen clearly saw that Tingyue's expression was painful and asked for help. But no matter how hard she tried, she couldn't hold the hand that Tingyue had extended, so she looked at it. Looking at Tingyue disappeared in front of himself and disappeared into the white mist.

"Mo Mo! What's wrong with you!" Yao Mozhen's exclamation awakened the night of the past.

"The emperor ... how can you be in ... Tingyue, Tingyue!" Yao Mozhen horrified, holding his hands on the shoulders of the night Junqing, sternly questioned.

"Tingyue is in her room. But you can rest assured that you have let Yin Xue take the best work to give Tingyue an autopsy. No matter what the price, you will avenge Tingyue!" The sly face, the night of the Qing dynasty can not be added.

"Ting Yue's hatred, Mo Zhen wants to personally report!" The cold voice smothered the bloodthirsty chill, Yao Mo 婉狠甩 婉狠甩 锦 , 草 姚 姚 姚 姚 姚 姚 姚 姚 姚 姚 姚 姚 姚 姚 姚 姚 姚 姚 姚 姚 姚 姚 姚 姚 姚Looking at Yao Mozhen still has some shaking body, when the night Jun Qing Deng went out to chase up.

When Yao Mozhen stepped into the Tingyue room, he saw that the quicksand was taking Tingyue, and there was no expression on the face like a stagnant water.

"Under the quicksand, ask the owner to give Tingyue a wife to pay for the quicksand, and immediately get married!" At the moment of seeing Yao Mozhen, the quicksand carefully put Tingyue back on the couch, and then knees in front of Yao Mozhen. , absolutely open.

"Sandsand... Sorry, this is not a good protection for the palace." Yao Mozhen had tears in his eyes and lifted the sand.

"If the master does not agree, the quicksand can't stand it!" The absolutely sound of the unwavering firmness, Yao Mo whispered and nodded to the request for quicksand.

"Yin Xue, go take Tingyue's wedding clothes, rain and thunder, go on and prepare!" For a time, the entire palace was full of drums and firecrackers, and the grand wedding was held in Guanyin Palace.

On the Xitang, when the quicksand sand was holding the body of Tingyue, the eyes of everyone were wet, the tears blurred their sight, and the cold came to people's hearts.

When watching the eight-lifted sedan carrying the corpse of Tingyue slowly leave the palace, Yao Mo's tears fell silently, soaking the clothes.

At night, the wind is cold and the night is cold, the clouds are sheltering from the moon, and the sound of the twigs squeaks, and the whole Chu Palace is lining up.

"Master, his subordinates and his work have been carefully examined. Tingyue was drowned. From the neck marks, the murderer is a man, and there is no internal force. In addition, the nails of the hands of Tingyue are different. The degree of splitting, if the subordinates did not guess wrong, this should be injured before the death of the murderer before the death of Tingyue." Yin Xue reported.

"Men? There is no internal force?" Yao Mozhen is sitting at the table in jeopardy, his eyebrows are tight, and his eyes are chilly. If tears can be exchanged for the life of Tingyue, she would rather use her own tears to drown the entire Grand Chu Palace. If not, she should cheer up and avenge Tingyue! After so many lives and deaths, Yao Mozhen learned to be strong.

"If there is internal force, Tingyue's neck bone will be broken." Yin Xueyan said in a concise manner.

"A man without internal strength can never avoid the patrol guards, so this person should be the person in the palace, and the man in the palace, except the night Junqing, is the eunuch." Yao Mo forced himself to suppress the bottom of his heart. Very painful, calm analysis.

"The eunuchs in the palace can say that there are also one hundred and seventy or eighty. If one is checked one by one, I am afraid it is not easy, and that person may not stay in the palace after committing the crime." Yin Xue questioned.

"So the palace must first come to the West to see if the murderer is still in the palace. Yin Xue, you come over!" Yao Mozhen called Yin Xue, and snorted in her ear for a while.

"This is the case for the subordinates!" Yin Xue had to think of what he thought when he turned around.

"Is there something else?" Yao Mozhen suspicion.

"Returning to the master, Yin Xue feels that the murderer has not yet caught it. The owner should beware of all the eunuchs in this palace..." Yin Xue seems to have a deep reminder.

"This palace knows, you go to work." Yao Mozhen certainly understands Yin Xue, but she really does not want to believe that Yin Xue is the murderer. If so, she is so embarrassed.

Just in the next second when Yin Xue disappeared, the night game led the tea that had just been brewed.

"The Niangniang Festival mourns, Xiao Xingzi has made you a pot of tea." Night Hung, respectfully walked to the table, skillfully handed over the Yao Mocha tea.

"You have the heart." The clear scorpion flashed a touch of sharp light. When Yao Mozhen took the cup, it seemed to unintentionally tilt the cup at an angle, and the tea splashed into the night's arm.

"Oh..." The night game consciously picked up the cuffs. When I saw that the night of the game was harmless, Yao Mozhen’s heart was finally stabilized, but it was not him.

"The maiden, Xiao Xingzi will give you another cup." The action of the night game was deliberate. When the body of Tingyue was buried in the clear water lake, the night game found that there were scratches on his arm. Without suspicion, he made the money early, and let the little **** who was serving at the Royal Hospital get a box of plaster. Now Yao Mozhen’s test, the night game is naturally fearless.

"This palace is a little tired, and you will go to rest earlier." Yao Mozhen did not have the feeling of tea, and when he got up, he retired from the night. Seeing Yao Mo’s tea cup, he didn’t even drink it in his stomach. The night’s game was anxious. Now, only this last time, Yao Mozhen can become a cold-blooded animal that the six parents don’t recognize. Reported in half.

"Mother, still have a drink, it helps to sleep." Night Hung did not give up the cup of tea to Yao Mozhen.

"No, you go on." When Yao Mozhen waved, the night game was hard to step forward.

"Mother, this tea..." ‘砰’, Yao Mo’s wide sleeves swept over the teacup, the teacup shattered, and the tea splashed.

"I'm sorry... the slave is not intentional!" The night game was stagnant for a moment, and when he was on the ground, he hurriedly picked up the tiles, but did not want his fingers to scrape the pieces, and the blood leaked out.

"Get up, don't worry." When he saw the blood of the night, Yao Mozhen felt a heartache.

"Soon, the minions are packed up!" Night Hung took a deep breath and secretly annoyed that he was too hasty. If Yao Mozhen saw the clue, it was not a waste of effort.