Vol 2 Chapter 200: Wang Ye Wanfu (30)

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Palace feast.
Yan Gui and the first kite entered the palace. Since the Lushan, the kite can hear some news about Cheng Hao.
But this is the first time I saw Cheng Hao after the first kite.
Cheng Hao is also richer than before, but it is not ugly, but has another style.
She is still the most favored emperor of the emperor.
The emperor became more and more addicted to the technique of longevity. The ministers sighed and sighed, and they were desperate to persuade them. Unfortunately, the emperor still insisted on seeking longevity.
He is an emperor who wants to live forever!
Cheng Hao did not show anything to the sight of the first kite, and he quickly removed his sight.
The smile is calm and graceful.
The kite supported the chin and looked at the lively palace feast indifferently.
"I am going out." Yan returned to her ear and whispered.
"Ok?"
Yan returned to whisper and said urgently.
"I am with you."
"No." Yan returned to the tip of the ear slightly red.
The first time the kite nodded, and Yan returned to the hall. He had just left, and the first kite got up and followed.
Still not assured.
In this palace, but people do not spit bones!
What should a good person card be bullied?
Good guy card is so weak!
It was not far from the beginning of the kite, and the light was swept to a shadow.
The black shadow flashed past, and it seemed that there was still a person in his body. The first kite touched the chin and squinted, and followed the direction of the shadow.
The palace is full of rockeries, and the kite walks over the trails of the rockery.
I didn't see anyone, but I saw someone on the snow.
The first kite walked into the hustle and bustle.
This is... Rong After that, Rong Wang’s psychological shadow is not small, he has been raising a disease, and the palace banquet has not participated. How can it be here?
The first kite explored his breath...
Hey!
died!
Wouldn't it be a good guy to do it?
The first kite turned over Rong Wang, and his abdomen was smashed with a knife, blood was flowing, and the weapon was still inserted.
The first sight of the kite fell to the palm of Rong Wang.
There is something in my hand.
The first kite pulls things out, it’s a finger, this stuff...
The cold scorpion of the first zither slammed down slightly, and put the fingers off, cleared the blood on the snow, and left with Rong Wang.
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When the kite returned, Yan returned to the temple and looked around.
"Where have you been?" Yan returned to the cold wind.
The first singer took care of his cloak, the white cloak, and the Yan dynasty was even more white, such as the on the snowy mountain.
The first kite took his hand and put it on him.

Well?
Yan returned to some strangeness:
When did you bring it out?

He did not bring it when he left today.
"You have to collect your own things." The first kite calmly said: "What you don't need is destroyed."
Yan returned to the eye and flashed a doubt.
"What happened?"
"Nothing." The kite hugged him into the temple.
He clenched the hand of the first kite slightly, and the voice was soft and soft: "I will take care of you."
The first kite was lifted and the snow was flying outside. The young girl’s hair was covered with snowflakes. His slightly curved corner was the brightest scene in the snowy night.
"I am not something." How do you feel a bit like yourself? !
The teenager laughed: "Of course, you are my king, my wife."
It is my most important person.
The first kite is silent: "Go in, cool outside."
Yan returned to his lower lip and entered the inner hall. After hearing the sound of silk bamboo, he took his hand and took the kite into his arms.
Put the first kite and put it with him.
"The relationship between Jin Wang and Jin Wang is very good."
"If I am a man, I also want to marry Jin Wang." For Jin Wang to plant different flowers in different seasons, can you not be romantic?
"Isn't Jin Wang not being raised by Jin Wang?"
Yan returned to hold the kite and sat down, and glanced at the few people who talked about it. The few people noticed the sight of Yan Gui, and the argument was small.
The emperor looked at him with some enthusiasm, and his eyes swept to Yangui. He suddenly raised his hand and let his father-in-law pass by, telling two sentences, and the father-in-law left the hall.
After a while, the father-in-law looked back ugly and sweated on his forehead.
"Your Majesty, Rong Wang is not in the palace."
"No?" The emperor sank his face: "Where?"
"..." The father-in-law's face was cold and sweaty: "Your Majesty, there is a trace of fighting in the Hall of Rong Wang... I am worried that Rong Wang has an accident."
"Come and find!"
"Yes."
The emperor and the father-in-law did not speak much, and even Cheng Hao only heard a few words.
She has some doubts: "Your Majesty, what happened?"
"Nothing." The emperor was sullen and didn't give her a good look.
Cheng Hao closed his mouth with interest, and the father-in-law came over from time to time and whispered to the emperor. The emperor’s face became more and more ugly.
People in the entire hall felt the atmosphere was wrong.
There is no sound other than the sound of silk bamboo.
The first look of the kite was sitting in the position, and Cheng Hao’s eyes fell on her, with a bit of jealousy and secret excitement.
But it’s fleeting and people can’t find it.
"Your Majesty, something went wrong!!" The father-in-law yelled in this time. It seemed to be frightened. He directly slammed on the ground: "Your Majesty, Your Majesty, Rong Wang... Rong Wang is dead."
The emperor stood up and his face was plump.
The sound of the bamboo in the temple suddenly stopped, and the needles fell silently, and everyone’s movements seemed to be fixed.
"what did you say?"
"Rong Wang... Rong Wang is dead." The father-in-law was scared.
The emperor's body swayed, and for a long while, he never returned to God.
The people in the hall are even more afraid of breathing.
How can Rong Wang die?
Rong Wang was found dead in a small bamboo forest. Because the snow was too cold, the blood flowing from the body of Rong Wang had solidified into an icicle.
The emperor personally took the people in the past, because there was no order for the ministers to leave, and everyone was followed by the mighty.
"Your Majesty, I found this in the hands of King Rong."
The investigation of the Yulin army presented the things.
Cheng Hao heard that the corner of his mouth couldn't help but rise up, but the arc was still fixed, and it was stuck in the corner of his mouth.
"Chen Han!" The emperor screamed and turned to look at Cheng Hao.
"Your Majesty..." Cheng Hao seems to be scared to the general, pale face.
"What is this?" The emperor showed things in his hand.
It was a warm jade, and the emperor personally rewarded her.
Warm jade is hard to see, let alone the warm jade before the emperor's reward, often play.
What should have belonged to Cheng Hao, at this time was Rong Wang in his hand.
What does it mean?
Cheng Hao was shocked and wondered why it was like this.
She slammed into the ground: "Chen Chen... I don't know why I am here, squatting, and the courtiers have done nothing."
The emperor’s haze’s eyes fell on her:
You didn’t do anything, how did you have your things in Rong’s hand?

Cheng Hao quickly swept a look at the kite.
The latter stood in front of the crowd, leaning against Yan, and looked at her coldly.
Nothing different...
Cheng Hao took a deep breath and said that he was weak and weak: "Your Majesty, the Minister does not know, when the courtiers are not wearing the palace, they are not wearing it. There must be a thief. The courtiers and the glory of the king are innocent and enemies. Why do you want to be murdered? Wang? His Majesty, please look at it, and also be innocent!"