The Cry of the Phoenix Which Reached the Ninth Heaven Chapter 97: Who is arson?

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Chapter 97 Who is arson?

"Who are they? How did the queen die! This king is asking you! Talk!" Ye Junqing only felt that his chest was suffocated, as if a ball of cotton wool was blocked there, making him unable to breathe, the truth? Is there really the truth? So how did Mo Xin die?

"Queen...poof!" The lady of the palace suddenly covered her chest with her hands, her sallow face became more and more tangled, and immediately after her throat was salty, a mouthful of black blood spurted out.

"What's wrong with you? Hey! What's wrong with you! You haven't told me how the queen died! Say it!" Ye Junqing slapped the maid's seven meridians and eight meridians, trying to continue her Fate, it's a pity that the palace girl's poison invaded the lungs, and the black blood gushed out.

"The queen...the queen was being..." The palace lady's voice gradually weakened, Ye Junqing leaned forward fiercely, and put her ear to the palace lady's mouth, but still did not hear the lady's last The babbling.

Ye Junqing slowly let go of the lady’s body, letting her fall to the ground, her heart seemed to be covered with frost, even if she didn’t hear what the lady said at the end, Ye Junqing was enough to confirm that, that was Mo Xin’s Death is not as simple as it seems. As for what secrets are hidden behind this, he swears that he will find out.

If Mo Xin was really framed by someone, Ye Junqing swears to the sky that he would crush those who are sorry for Mo Xin!

Ye Junqing looked at the dead palace lady indifferently. Until his son, he concluded that what the person who wrote the note wanted to see was the lady of the palace. Now that the palace lady is dead, the person who wrote the note has become The only clue. Thinking of this, Ye Junqing took a deep breath, and then took the folded note paper he was holding into his arms before turning to leave.

"Master, the subordinates were negligent and did not notice that anyone had entered Prince Su's room." In the dark, Yin Xue looked at Yao Mowan apologetically.

"It has nothing to do with you." Seeing Ye Junqing leave, Yao Mowan's eyes flashed with a cold color.

"Master, subordinates go in and see what happened!" Yin Xue was about to rush into the wing but was stopped by Yao Mowan.

"Can't go, there are others besides us, I'm afraid there are others here. Go back first, and you can't get rid of the snakes." Yao Mowan spoke indifferently, then turned and left. Yin Xue looked around after hearing the sound. Although she didn't feel anyone, she didn't dare to disobey her orders.

Back to Guanju Palace, Yao Mowan was sitting at the table in the interior room with her beautiful eyes staring at the carved dragon candlestick on the table, thoughtfully.

"Master, why don't Yin Xue steal the word paper back?" Yin Xue knew Yao Mowan's thoughts and suggested.

"No, even if you don't read the paper, I can guess what's written on it. There is nothing wrong here, you can go down first." Yao Mowan's voice didn't blame at all, and she had no reason to blame Yin Xue. After all, the doppelganger lacks skills, and it is a bit difficult for her to take care of herself and Prince Su.

"Yes!" Yin Xue felt Yao Mowan's tolerance and was grateful, then turned and disappeared.

The room is quiet and silent. Yao Mowan is holding the silver dial and lightly picking the candle wick. The light in her eyes is getting deeper and deeper. If she guessed correctly, the content on the note must be related to the cause of her death. Ye Junqing will not go to the former site of Lenggong, but in this palace, is there really anyone who knows the cause of his death? Who will it be? What is his purpose?

Too many questions made Yao Mowan a little headache. This is still the most difficult thing she has encountered since her rebirth. She can’t let Ye Junqing know the real cause of her death. It’s not the time yet. It seems that she must Dig out this person before Ye Junqing finds out!

The next day, Yao Mowan only got up, and learned from Ting Yue that the wing room at the former site of Lenggong had been burned to ashes. The fire was so big that even the surrounding pine and cypresses were burned out.

"The slave girl really doesn't understand. It's just an abandoned wing. How could it suddenly catch fire? There was no thunder last night. It was definitely not a sky fire, but who would be bored to go there to set fire. If caught, it must be a capital crime." Ting Yue said. Arrange the bowls and chopsticks.

"Where is the fire?" A cold voice suddenly sounded. At the palace gate, Ye Junqing stood there coldly, his deep eyes faintly icy.

"Uh...back to the lord, it's the wing room of Leng Gong." Tingyue reported the truth.

"You go down first." Yao Mowan waved back to Ting Yue and sat down at the table leisurely.

"Who do you think set the fire?" Ye Junqing walked to the opposite of Yao Mowan and asked in a low voice. There was obviously no idle look in her eyes. She had expected this result, so she did her best not to Let Ye Junqing know the truth too soon, the sooner he knows, the more painful his heart will be.

"How would I know?" Yao Mowan asked, disapprovingly.

"There is nothing you don't know about what happened in this palace!" Ye Junqing always thought so.

"The prince really looks up to Mo Wan, but he may have disappointed the prince. Mo Wan really doesn't know about this." Yao Mowan lowered his eyes to eat and responded in a low voice.

"Yao Yu’s matter, you have three birds with one stone. Not only did you frame Yao Suluan, but also made Yao Zhenting think that he had no son, and the incident happened in the harem. Yao Zhenting would inevitably not blame the emperor. From this point of view, you seem to be instigating The relationship between the three of them. If you are an outsider, this king can still use common sense to infer your behavior, but you are Yao Zhenting’s daughter, Yao Suluan’s sister, and Ye Hongyi’s favorite concubine. This king doesn’t understand why. , Why are you doing this? Unless..." Ye Junqing stopped talking, and the thoughts in his mind flashed away. If the thoughts were true, he would be heartbroken.

"Unless what?" Yao Mowan wanted to know which level Ye Junqing thought of.

"Unless you hate the three of them, and the reason for hating is because of Mo Xin!" Ye Junqing choked his throat severely. He spent the whole night smoothing the matter. This was his final answer.

"The prince’s imagination is really rich. The eldest sister died of a dystocia. Mo Wanruo was a little bit unreasonable because of this. As for his father, Mo Wan Zi### is not in his eyes. No feelings are true, but Not to the point of hate, Yao Suluan... She bullied Mo Wan since she was a child, and now Mo Wan has the power and pays for it. Mo Wan knows what Wang Ye thinks about the elder sister, but the eldest sister is gone, the prince You should learn to let go." Yao Mowan coldly raised her eyes and looked at Ye Junqing solemnly.

"I knew you wouldn't admit it!" Ye Junqing listened to Yao Mowan nagging a lot of high-sounding rhetoric, secretly annoyed, why he forgot, this woman has a dark belly, from her mouth It's harder to talk than to get to the sky

"Mo Wan knows everything is endless. If the prince doesn't believe it, Mo Wan has nothing to do. I ask you to help me after dinner later." Yao Mowan said calmly.

"Why are you so embarrassed to open your mouth! No time!" Ye Junqing couldn't help but feel that a thick-skinned is really good. He wouldn't just refuse others, so he turned to ask others for help after a few minutes.

"You eat mine and live with me. Isn't it a loss to do a favor?" Yao Mowan looked disapproving. Ye Junqing was speechless at the moment, maybe he should consider Yan Nansheng's suggestion, as long as he found out the cause of Mo Xin's death, he vowed not to stay for a quarter of an hour.

When Yao Mowan and Ye Junqing appeared in Buxin Pavilion, Yu Funing was very surprised, especially when he saw Ye Junqing hugging the flocculus with his own eyes, Yu Funing couldn't wait to step forward and kick the cat away.

"The concubines visit Prince Su, and see Concubine Yao." Yu Funing quickly adjusted his emotions, stepped to Ye Junqing's side, and gave gentle salutes.

"Sister Xianfei, don’t be so polite. The ginseng soup you gave Yuzi last time was so delicious. Huh?" Yao Mowan stepped forward and took Yu Funing's hand, showing a peach blossom, begging.

"Why not, Qian Xi, go and order the Imperial Dining Room to make a bowl of ginseng soup, and also order the Imperial Dining Room to prepare well. Prince Su and Concubine Yao will have lunch at Buxin Pavilion." Yu Funing turned around and told Qian Xi, from the bottom of my heart. It was not a taste. The purpose of sending the ginseng soup was to give Ye Junqing a taste. This is good, and hundreds of taels of ginseng soup are all cheaper than the livestock.

Yao Mowan's side, Ye Junqing's lips subconsciously twitched twice, she is really welcome!

When Qian Xi left, Yu Funing invited Ye Junqing to the seat, and he took Yao Mowan to sit on a chaise longue.

At the moment of contact with the chaise longue, Yao Mowan knew that under the chaise longue was a thousand-year-old black ice jade. This kind of jade is warm in winter and cool in summer. It is extremely rare. I am afraid that Ye Hongyi would not have this blessing to enjoy.

I think that Yu Qing has always done things carefully, only willing to spend on this daughter. Although the wealth is not exposed, Yu Qing does not need to be shy. After all, every time the North Korean finances are tight, Yu Qing can always think of ways to raise a sufficient amount. Ye Hongyi once said to her that he knew that Yu Qing was making money, but Compared with his abilities, these are nothing. It can be seen that Ye Hongyi still trusts Yu Qing very much, so Yao Mowan does not plan to rely on the soul sand garden to deal with Yu Qing, she has other ideas.