Be Good Chapter 465: Killed my husband to death

Looked at Ying Lufeng.

As she expected, in Ying Lufeng's eyes, she saw burning intent.

There is also a bit of hatred mixed in.

The cruel intention is towards her, but the hatred... must be towards the father who robbed his concubine.

Yuan Changhuan picked up the teacup and raised his glass to Ying Lu Feng.

The provocation is obvious.

Win Lufeng was stimulated by her.

Pick up the jug of wine directly, fill it up, and prepare to drink it up.

Yuan Changhuan squinted his peach blossom eyes, and gently looked away.

Because Xie Ci whispered in her ear, "Is it fun to provoke him on purpose?"

"Don't talk to me." Yuan Changhuan pushed Xie Ci's approaching cheek, his tone suddenly turned cold.

Xie Ci sat up straight, suppressing anger in his heart.

Took the jug from the seat of the Yuan family and poured it silently.

Before changing, Yuan Changhuan would definitely stop him from drinking so much.

But now, Yuan Changhuan just passed him without emotion, his eyes didn't stay for a moment, as if looking at a stranger.

Do you really want to break up with him?

The gloomy color in Xie Ci's eyes became darker and darker.

At this time, if someone dared to provoke him, he might really be able to do something amazing regardless of the occasion.

What the **** is the gentleman Xie who is as gentle as jade, a gentleman, and the best in the world.

Ladies don't care about him, so what's the use of asking others to respect him so much.

Xie Ci thought self-destructively.

"Crack..."

The sound of porcelain bowls breaking.

Then there was a scream.

"Ah, dead!"

Although Yuan Changhuan's face was indifferent, his heart was sour because of Xie Ci's coldness.

There are many thoughts.

This is not it, these two voices sounded one after another, and Yuan Changhuan instantly woke up.

Looking at the messy seat of the Sixth Prince not far away.

"Call the imperial doctor!"

The emperor was quite calm, but his face became cold for a moment.

At the Sixth Prince's banquet, wine was spilled all over the table.

The mahogany table top was instantly corroded and turned black.

"There is poison in this wine!"

Ye Tan looked at Ying Lufeng who was lying on the ground, and screamed, "Is it you who intentionally poisoned me to harm my husband!"

Yuan Changhuan looked at Ye Tan who was rushing towards him, almost crazy.

With a frown, he took two steps back slightly, "Sixth Imperial Concubine, please calm down, I did not inflict the poison."

As soon as Yuan Changhuan's voice fell, there was a sobbing sound not far away, "Your Majesty, the concubine doesn't know what's going on with this wine, so beep."

Pear blossoms with rain are too beautiful to behold.

It's too late for the emperor to be distressed, so how could he doubt her.

Instead of looking at his own son who fell to the ground after being poisoned, he hugged the beauty and coaxed him gently in his arms.

Then looked at Yuan Changhuan, his eagle eyes were majestic and dignified, "You took this wine, what do you have to say?"

This is a chance for her to explain?

Yuan Changhuan was slightly startled.

At first, she thought that the emperor would protect Lu Fuliu, a vicious playwright, and directly put the blame on her.

However, the meaning of the emperor's words...

No matter what it means, it is right to deny it now.

"Under the watchful eyes of everyone, the courtier took the wine from the hand of Empress Zhaoyi, and looked at the courtier with thousands of eyes. How did the courtier poison her?"

Yuan Changhuan is logical and clear, and he doesn't look like someone who has done something bad and has a guilty conscience.

Frank and frank.

It makes people unable to doubt at all.

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty, it's really not a concubine. The concubine has never touched the wine. Someone must want to frame the concubine."

Qing Zhaoyi huddled in the emperor's arms tremblingly, her shoulders trembling violently.

"Framed?"

The emperor carefully chewed these two words.

Before he could think about it, suddenly the woman in his arms let out a miserable cry, "The stomach hurts so much."