V3.C11

Qingling's face was as usual. He was not angry or compromise. Xuxun didn't know how to answer for a moment.

"How do you want to go further?" Has been sitting in a high position, let a person ponder over Yan Hongtian finally spoke.

"Anatomy."

She said calm, many people still don't understand her meaning, Shan Yulan's brow has already tied a knot! Startled: "open abdominal cavity?"

Cut open abdomen cavity?

Shan Yulan didn't refute what the elder sister said. It can be seen that what the elder sister said must be justified. But the three of them grew up together, learning poetry and painting, and writing and writing together. She never knew that the elder sister would do autopsy? Now we have to open a person's abdominal cavity? This? What's going on?

Feel a hot line of sight fell on her, green maple slightly raised his head, meet Yan Hongtian spy dark cold eyes. No matter how the elder sister can be so unusual today, she can't let her know. Down in the heart of many doubts, green maple eyebrows slightly Yang, a slightly proud and indifferent from the appearance.

Yan Hongtian took back his sight, and his face was even darker. The woman in the main hall who said she was going to have a caesarean section for autopsy was really the beautiful woman he had seen?! What's the matter with this impostor who is so stubborn that she is not afraid of death.

These two women think they can play with him? Hum, I don't know what to do!

Yan Hongtian gently raised his hand. Gao Jin behind him quickly went up and whispered a few words in his ear. Gao Jin took a look at Qingfeng and nodded back clearly.

Qingfeng stares at her sister in the main hall. Suddenly, her shoulder hurts. Her arms are tightly clamped from behind. The sudden pain makes Qingfeng cry. Unfortunately, the voice is still in her throat. The bodyguard behind her immediately orders her to swallow three inches. She only feels that her throat is suddenly tightened, and the cry is instantly submerged in her mouth.

Green maple panicked to see the queen, saw her face pale, hand tightly cover the chest, attention is on the body in the palace, no time to take care of her.

Is it? Yan Hongtian!

Qingfeng turns to look at Yan Hongtian in high position. He holds the wine glass lightly in his hand, and the look on his face eases a lot. He doesn't look at her, but the deep eyes of the chief eunuch beside him are locked on her.

Yan Hongtian sent someone to take her away. What's the purpose of his doing this? He wants to be bad for his sister? Or is there any more sinister way?

Green maple heart panic, want to give elder sister a wake-up call, but enemy two bodyguards drag, all the way was dragged out of the hall.

Qingfeng thinks that Yan Hongtian will put her in prison directly. Unexpectedly, two bodyguards just escort her around the main hall and walk towards the back inner hall. The three stop in front of a palace slightly smaller than the main hall. There is a candle burning in the hall. The door is closed. The bodyguards release their hands and untie her cave path.

They clung to her side like wooden stakes without saying a word. The pain of paralysis on her shoulder reminded her not to act rashly. Either of them could break her hand, and her chest was too stuffy to breathe. This night's toss, let her exhausted, behind the sweat wet clothes, out to the outside, the wind blows, Qingfeng feel bursts of cold, close to the heart, hands tightly ring in front of the chest, Qingfeng slowly squat down, curled up sitting in front of the stone steps.

One of the guards frowned and reached for Qingfeng's skirt. On the other side, the guard stopped his hand and said in a low voice, "forget it, just take it with you."

This voice is low and clear, not like the general's recklessness and vulgarity. It sounds very pleasant in the cold night. Qingfeng looks up slightly and looks at the man beside him. The light in front of the hall is not bright. Qingfeng can only see a pair of cold eyes. There is not much emotion in them. They are like Poria cocos. They are indifferent and alienated, but they can't be heartless. Because of the eyes that meet Poria cocos, Qingfeng looks at him more.

Mingze knew that the woman was looking at her. He didn't know her identity and didn't want to know. He just felt that there was no need to chase and beat a woman who had no strength.

Qingfeng takes back her sight and leans her head on her knees. She doesn't know the situation of the front hall. Did she have a caesarean section at last? Who killed the seventh princess? Will the elder sister be involved? What is Yan Hongtian's intention to bring her here?

Qingfeng is surrounded by numerous problems, everything seems to be out of her control, the fear of the unknown makes her afraid, just like an invisible hand, holding her heart tightly, pinching her tightly from time to time, relaxing and tormenting her again and again when she can't breathe.

Qingfeng didn't know how long the time had passed, maybe one hour, maybe three hours, until the sound of footsteps came from afar, she struggled out of this fear temporarily.

On the winding Palace Road, Yan hongtianda came on foot. The black robed brocade clothes were almost submerged in the night, but no one could ignore the awe inspiring momentum. Seeing his figure clearly, the guards in front of the hall all knelt down on one knee. Yan Hongtian's face was as gloomy as usual. Without saying a word, he kicked the door open and entered the hall directly.

The tall wooden door made a buzzing sound because of the huge impact, and the heart of Qingfeng also trembled. The moody man was really terrible.Yan Hongtian has just entered the palace. Three vague figures walk slowly along the palace road. Gao Jin is in the front. Behind him is Lou Xiyan. What else? Sister!

What are they doing here? The green maple fiercely stands straight body, just to go up to just walk to Gao Jin. Gao Jin looked at her secretly, did not enter the hall to ask, directly said: "the emperor has a purpose, xuanqingling into the hall." Gao Jin's voice doesn't sound as shrill as the general eunuch, but his deep eyes are like two deep pools, which is hard to guess.

Qingfeng looked at Qingling from a distance. He didn't dare to show too much emotion in front of GAOJIN and turned to enter the hall.

The candlelight in the hall is not very bright. There is no one inside except Yan Hongtian. He just stood alone in the center of the hall, and the huge palace became narrow in an instant. It took courage to breathe when he stayed in the same room with the man who was full of arrogance.

Qingfeng stands by the door, thinking about how to deal with this difficult man. She is more docile and slightly lowers her head. Unfortunately, Yan Hongtian doesn't eat her way and doesn't allow her to think more. Yan Hongtian asks in a cold voice: "is Qingling asking you to replace her in the palace?"

Qingfeng was shocked, and he knew her. What's her answer? Once she admits that she is not Qingling, will Yan Hongtian use this as an excuse to change her elder sister back to the palace? No, no matter what.

Yan Hongtian will ask her, which shows that he is not very sure. As long as she insists that she is Qingling, then he has no reason to force the woman around Lou Xiyan! Green maple raised his head, facing Yan Hongtian cold black eyes, raised his voice back: "I don't know what you say, I am green spirit."

"Your mouth is hard." Yan Hongtian's body shape is very fast, and Qingfeng has no time to react. His tall figure has been approaching her side with a powerful force. Qingfeng is scared to step back and bump into the pillar behind him. Qingfeng has seen Yan Hongtian's violence. As he approaches, Qingfeng subconsciously clenches the vase on the wooden table beside the pillar.

Looking at the vase in Qingfeng's hand, Yan Hongtian's black eyes flashed a touch of disdain and ferocity, and sneered: "do you want to do the old trick again and assassinate me again?"

When Qingfeng was still in a daze, his warm hands had fallen on his slender neck, and his cold and heartless voice also sounded in his ears, "my patience is not as good as you think! Who are you? "

The five fingers like eagle's claws tightly clasp her throat, and gradually tighten her strength, which makes Qingfeng black in front of her eyes. She knows that Yan Hongtian can kill her at any time. It's easy to want her life. If you want her to give in, don't think about it! A kind of abnormal revenge makes Qingfeng insist even at this moment: "I? I am Qing? Spirit

Her face had become dark red because of suffocation, and the veins on her neck were beating in the palm of her hand. As long as he used a little more force, he could kill her. Even so, she even refused to tell the truth, the corners of her mouth even with a proud smile.

She's damned!

Qingfeng clenched teeth gradually loosen, chest suffocation and hot throat, let her consciousness gradually began to blur, holding the hand of porcelain bottle also powerless to release.

Bang Dang!

The piercing sound wakes the crazy Yan Hongtian. The pulsation from the Central Plains in her palm has gradually weakened. Qingfeng's face turns from dark red to black. Yan Hongtian's cold eyes are slightly narrowed. She is really dead.

Good! He'll have a way to get her to say it! Angry and laughing, Yan Hongtian suddenly let go, Qingfeng's body fell to the ground like a broken kite.

Green maple coughs not even voice, side lying on the ground panting, not easy to recover consciousness, heard Yan Hongtian with a smile voice light said: "you don't want to say it doesn't matter, there are always people will say."

What does he mean by that? Qingfeng looks up in horror. Yan Hongtian has gone to the wide desk and sat down. Her black eyes stare coldly at her on the ground, with a smile like nothing on her face. Qingfeng looks like he is more terrible than when he is angry.

"Gao Jin, call that woman in." Yan Hongtian is not light, but Qingfeng is shaking like someone pouring a basin of cold water from his head. What does he want to do to his sister? Struggling to get up from the ground, "Yan Hongtian?" The hoarse and weak voice made the roar of Qingfeng sound without a trace of momentum, "what are you aiming at me? Don't hurt anyone else. "