Be Good Chapter 296: Whispering wind can be true


Wearing a red robe, it dragged on the thick carpet, looking more and more ethereal and weird.

Especially those snow-white bare feet, hanging lazily an inch in the air, seeming to be walking, but not landing on the ground.

The clear and ethereal voice is slightly smiling.

The eyes are looking at Xie Ci, the eyes are very obvious: I am here to help your wife, are you jealous?

Xie Ci looked indifferent and dismissive.

Immediately, the hand holding the wine cup paused, and the wine spilled onto the mouth of the tiger.

Because his eldest concubine looked at another man in a daze, and this man was the national teacher who provoked him just now.

The light-colored thin lips are pursed tightly.

"What is the high opinion of the national teacher?" The emperor immediately calmed down, and looked at the national teacher devoutly.

Long Quyuan stopped in his tracks and let out a low laugh. The light laughter instantly spread throughout the entire Daming Palace. When everyone present heard this laughter, it was as if they were bathed in the sound of the Buddha. keep a clear mind.

"I don't have any great opinions, but he has great opinions."

Su Bai's finger instantly pointed to Xie Ci.

Although Xie Ci was going to help his wife out of the siege, the feeling of being forced and placed together made him very uncomfortable.

There is only indifference in the warm eyes.

"I can't talk about high opinions. Since this matter involves the Prince Yu's Mansion, I can't just sit idly by." Xie Ci stood up and bowed slightly to the empress dowager who was sitting on the throne, "Please allow me to say Two sentences."

Xie Shizi's face is naturally given.

The emperor immediately said, "Okay, Xie Shizi, let's go."

"I have a few questions I want to ask the sixth prince."

Ying Lufeng was timid when he saw Xie Ci, but the feeling of congratulation that he would not care about Yuan Changhuan before was gone.

But I can only hold myself back, "Please tell me, Mr. Xie."

"If your wife and children are in danger, will you speak for the murderer?"

"No..."

"The Sixth Prince thinks that the Imperial Prince's Mansion will be used by the Fourth Prince just because the Fourth Prince has told the truth?"

"Can't..."

"Then, is it true that you accidentally injured the fourth imperial concubine and framed your wife?"

When Xie Ci asked this question, his brows and eyes were sharp and cold, and the clarity of people's hearts was penetrated.

"No..."

The sixth prince subconsciously wanted to deny it.

The master of the national teacher, who was leisurely and comfortably floating not far away, said in time, "I almost forgot, I am wearing a mist mirror, which can restore what happened before."

As soon as this remark came out.

Ye Tan's heart tightened.

Who doesn't know, the master of the national teacher is elusive, has the ability to know what he just did, it is easy, and now the national teacher has made it clear that he is nosy, if they protect Lu Fuliu again, won't they want to kill the entire sixth prince? Entering the mansion and pushing Lu Fuliu out, it will only ruin the reputation of the sixth prince, but it will not be completely abandoned. With the support of their Ye family, there will be a chance to make a comeback in the future.

Weighing the pros and cons, he immediately grabbed Ying Lufeng's sleeve, raised his head and said loudly, "Concubine Lu, hurry up and recruit!"

Hearing this, Ying Lufeng immediately understood Ye Tan's meaning, he wanted to push his concubine out as a shield.

Lu Fuliu looked up at Ye Tan with an expression of disbelief.

Then he gritted his teeth, as if he had been wronged in every possible way, "That's right, it has nothing to do with the Sixth Highness or the Sixth Imperial Concubine, it's all the fault of this slave, I plead guilty."

I gritted my teeth with hatred in my heart.

She originally wanted to frame Yuan Changhuan, but she didn't expect that she would escape again this time, so she took a quick look at Yuan Changhuan.

Yuan Changhuan felt the whistling wind...


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