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Chapter 551 causes doubt

"This palace will let you get up!" Looking at the face that is exactly the same as Liu Xing, Yao Mozhen slammed the night game, and his eyes filled with tears.

"You don't care for yourself, this palace can't manage it! But you can't let Liu Xing suffer a little bit of damage! Hear no!" Yao Mo's voice is like a little beast, tears fall, and he says, no tears, affectionate To the wound, who can bear it.

Silent, the night of the game looked at the pear with the rain of the delicate, after a moment of distressed, it was the deep hatred of the bones, even a small palace **** will let you cry, partial to you so sly! Yao Mozhen, how much you paid for you compared to them!

"Sit in the past." Realizing that he was out of order, Yao Mozhen took a deep breath and took the medicine and white gauze. Under the candlelight, Yao Mozhen carefully wrapped the night game, but the heart could not calm down.

"Last night, the goddess you have a high fever, the emperor took off his clothes and absorbed the cold to cool you down. The emperor is really interested in the maiden." If you don't see it, you can't believe that the night Junqing can do it for Yao Mozhen. In this way, he always thought that there was only one Yao Mo heart in the heart of the night, and no one could accommodate it!

"Is there such a thing?" Yao Mozhen looked shocked. It is no wonder that when he wakes up in the morning, Junqing will be on his couch. However, because of the things of Tingyue, Yao Mozhen did not bother to ask the cause and effect.

"The niece must be very much like the former queen." The night singer Gong Qian opened his mouth and smothered the cold light.

"Why?" After tying the fingers of the night game, Yao Mozhen got up and took medicine and white gauze.

"Oh... the slaves have a mouthful! The slaves retire!" The night squad pretends to be afraid and gets out of the room. The white gauze of the fingertips is so exquisite, but it is ironic in the eyes of the night.

Looking at the figure of the night of the game, Yao Mozhen swayed a sigh of relief, still remembering that when the night Junqing sent a poisonous oath in front of himself, this life only love one person, it is Yao Moxin. But now, the night Junqing’s feelings for himself are not fake. Yao Mozhen suddenly thinks, if the night Junqing knows that he is Yao Moxin, what kind of expression should he be? This kind of thinking has passed away. Now, for Yao Mozhen, it is most important to avenge Tingyue.

On the next day, behind the Royal Garden Rockery, the ubiquitous passerby opened.

"I heard that there is no, the death of Tingyue of Guanyin Palace was detected, and it was killed by alive!" The **** was a small voice.

"We know this thing! I heard that I found a piece of cloth in the hands of Ting Yue, which is estimated to be left by the murderer!" Eunuch B added.

"Oh! You said who is not so long, what can't be killed, you have to kill the red man around the master! The above words, even if the palace is turned over, you must find out the murderer! Otherwise this thing Not finished!" The **** was open.

"Looking for it, our clothes are all good, afraid of anything!" The **** A did not agree.

During the night, Tingyue’s handcuffs and fabrics have been spread throughout the palace, and almost no one knows it. No one knows.

In the evening, when the night game arrived in the garden behind the cold palace, the old **** had waited there for a long time.

"Waste!" At the time when the night hunter wanted to open, the old **** had a gesture of raising his hand, and the body of the night game had been popped up a few meters.

"What are you doing!" Night Hyun licked his chest and got up.

"Tell you to get rid of the tail, how do you do it! Actually let people find the body of Tingyue! If you break the plan, the miscellaneous family will not spare you!" The old **** was disgusted to see the night game.

"Don't forget! You were there at the time. If you start to blame, you have the responsibility to shirk!"

"Do you dare to threaten the family?" The voice of the old **** became more and more cold.

"I just want to tell you, now we are a grasshopper on a rope, can't run me, can't run you!"

"You! Hey! Miscellaneous is to ask you about this matter, did you wear your clothes that night? To what extent?" The old **** gathered the anger of his eyes, and the fox questioned.

"I'm not sure...but that dress can't be left. Yannan doesn't know where to get an ugly dog. The dog can smell people. If Yao Mozhen lets the dog sniff the cloth and find me, things will be troublesome. "Since I heard the news of Ting Yue holding the fabric in his hand, the night game has been smashed until now.

"But, after you go back, put the clothes on the roof, this thing will be done for you, let the miscellaneous family ask you, Yao Mozhen drank a few phoenix tears?" The old **** said.

"Nine times! The last time I was knocked over by the tea cup by Yao Mozhen, now I have no phoenix tears here. You can let Kailu get some more." The night game is a bit harsh.

"Know, you go back first, see the machine to act!" The old **** talked to the point of the toe, and disappeared in an instant without a trace.

On the third day after Yin Xue’s release of the news, Yao Mo’s life-seeking Li Gonggong thoroughly inspected every **** in the palace. No matter who it is, as long as the person’s clothes are damaged, he must catch the Guan Gong Palace. words.

"Mo Yu, you are tired today, we are not as good as tomorrow?" Night Jun Qing see Yao Mozhen look tired, proposed.

"The last one!" More than 30 eunuchs had problems all day, but after careful examination, they all had evidence of absence, until the last one.

"The emperor is forgiving, the maiden is forgiving! The slave is not deliberately trying to kill Tingyue. It is a moment of misunderstanding! Ask the emperor and the maiden to know it!" Seeing the little **** who had just entered, Yao Mo was stunned and turned to look deep. Yin Xue on the side.

"You said that Tingyue was killed by you? Why?" Opposite the table, the sound of the night Junqing was as cold as ice.

"Back to the emperor... The slaves let the ghosts stunned for a moment, want to steal some royal satin and get them for sale outside the palace. I don't want to have a few horses on that day. They were discovered by Tingyue, and the slaves are afraid! So... Tingyue was dragged to the garden behind the cold palace and drowned, and then thrown into the clear water lake..." The little **** squatted on the ground, but the mouth spit very clear and smooth.

"This palace asks you, when you kill Tingyue, you can have torn and struggle? Can the clothes be damaged?" Yao Mozhen looked at the little **** lying on the ground, and the hand holding the silk pad gradually tightened.

"Back to the maiden, there is! This is the clothes of the minions. At that time, Tingyue struggled too much, and even tore the clothes of the minions." The little **** raised a set of red-collar black robes, his hands trembled.

"Yin Xue." Yao Mozhen ordered, Yin Xue immediately stepped forward, took over the robes raised by the little eunuch, spread out, and put a piece of rag in his hand, the silk is not bad.

"It is actually you... Tingyue... It is the fault of this palace. It is the palace that leads the wolf into the room, and it hurts you to mourn Huangquan!" Yao Mozhen was sorrowful and low-pitched. When he turned around, his fingers pointed at the night game behind him. At about the same time, Yin Xue moved to the side of the night game with lightning speed, and sealed his acupuncture points twice.

The sudden reverse of the night of the game, the game has not slowed down for a long time, only standing there, suspicion to Yao Mozhen.

"The Niangniang, the slave can't understand what you are saying. What did the slaves do wrong?" The night game did not reveal the horse's feet, but still died.

"Why do you want to kill Tingyue? Who are you?" Yao Mozhen is like a cone, and his heart is remorseful. If she doesn't read Liu Xing, she won't be alert in front of this little star who looks like Liu Xing. Tingyue will not die.

"The girl's words are heavy, how can a small star kill the sister of Tingyue!" Night Hung is strong and calm, denying the opening.

"Yin Xue! Tell him to listen!" Yao Mo glared at him.

"Xiao Xingzi, in fact, I was working on the body of Tingyue. I only saw the scar and the crack of her nails, and I didn't find any fabric. Those were the masters who let Yin Xue create it. The purpose is to lead the snake out of the hole." Yin The snowy face is standing in front of the night game, and tells the story of the whole thing.

"The original owner did not put the goal on you. The reason is that you know best. Unfortunately, you are a hundred secrets. After the night, after Yin Xue left, did you bring tea into the owner's room?" Yin Xue suspected to open.

"What about that? Is it true that Xiao Xingzi cares about the goddess, and there is something wrong with it!" Night Hyun looked at Yao Mozhen with anger and arrogance.

"Not only is it right, but it is meritorious! If it is not for you, we don't know when to find the murderer!" Yin Xue looked at the night game.

"What do you mean?" The night game is dark and the throat is cold and frosty.

"Let the palace say." Yao Mozhen stepped toward the night game, and the voice was chilling. "The palace deliberately tilted the tea cup that night and splashed the tea on your sleeve. I just wanted to see if there was any scratch on your arm. mark."

"The slave's arm is intact, the goddess, you see it with your own eyes!"

"Yeah, the original one, the palace has already eliminated doubts about you, but you have broken the cup and cut your hand. When you were bandaging this house, you noticed your There are several skins on the arm that are extraordinarily paler than others. The whites are unreasonable!” Yao Moqi’s red-eyed scorpion stared at the eyes of the night’s game, and the night’s game was not as straight as a cold cone. Vision.

"That is just... the sissy alone believes that Xiao Xingzi is the murderer? Xiao Xingzi!" The night game is not recognized.

"Xiao Xingzi, do you know how much the palace does not want the murderer to be you! In order not to marry you, this palace did not deduct you on the spot and interrogated, but after you left, let Yin Xue go to your room. Cut off your clothes a small piece. If you are open-minded, why is your clothes falling in the hands of this little eunuch? Why he will admit to killing Tingyue! How do you explain it!" Yao Mo screamed, 狠戾Low.

"The clothes...not the slaves, the eunuchs only had two robes in the winter, one in the slaves, and the other in..." The night hunter explained the guilty, but the voice was not interrupted and was interrupted by Yao Mozhen.

"You still have to argue! Yin Xue! Find out his clothes!" Yao Mo's sleeves roared, Yin Xue was ordered, and for a moment, he put the clothes he said in the night's mouth on the table.

"Xiao Xingzi, you know, the two winter clothes that the Deity Room sent to you were used by Liu Xing. At that time, Ting Yue suspected that the winter clothes were too thin, and they separated the two winter clothes and added some cotton wool. Also embroidered the words 'Liu' and 'Wake up' on the lining of the winter clothes! You can see, there is any embroidery on this winter coat!" Yao Mozhen took the robes on the table and picked it up. On the face of the night, the eyes are covered with cold ice.

"Today's ironclad is like a mountain, how do you deny it! Say! Where is the nameless? Why do you want to kill Tingyue!" The darkness of the darkness rolling with strong indignation, Yao Mo angered the night, and shouted.

"I don't know the nameless, and I didn't kill Tingyue." It’s true that it’s also Xiao He, and it’s also Xiao He! Where can I think of Tingyue will embroider the clothes on this dress, and there is no chance for him to rebut.

"Don't say it doesn't matter, this palace has its own way to let you say, rain and thunder! Put the torture device to the palace to Guanmeng Palace, this palace will have to see today, how hard your bones are!" Yao Mozhen opened the occasion, Yin Xue has taken the little **** lying on the ground to Yao Mo's side.

"Master, how is this person disposed of?" Yin Xue pointed to the small **** in his hand, please show.