Chapter 570: I can’t wait

Jingyue fell into deep thought. Before this, did Fu Ruoqing not support Ning Xiangyuan?
If it is a good guess, it must be that when Fu Ruoqing and the empress struggled, the knife was smashed by Ning Xiangyuan, but since Ning Xiangyuan shot Fu Ruoqing, why did he want to let the emperor of the Nine Emperor Fu Ruoqing's sister Fu Leyang? Is it for revenge?
Who is retaliated?
Revenge Fu Ruoqing to make her sick?
Or... in order to retaliate against yourself.
Jingyue brows wrinkled, and his fingers tapped on the table unconsciously. Liu Miaoqiu and Shangguanyi looked at each other and said: "Jing Yue, don't be sad, this is probably not so simple. How can Ning Xiangyuan know the true and false sacred? The matter has never been eyebrows, I thought about it, it must have been from the Queen or Fu Guizhen."
"Not a queen." Jing Yue slowly shook his head and said: "Fu Ruoqing will certainly not harm Xiao Yu, and this must be something that we don't know."
"What do you do now? This happened in the palace. I really don't know how to probe." Shangguanyi said with some tangled frowning.
"Hey, you forgot, there is me." Liu Miaoqiu said with a smile: "I am now the imperial Prince, and I can go to the East Palace at will, maybe I can look for opportunities to go to the harem."
"Oh! Yes!" Shangguanyi slaps the palm of his hand and slaps the shoulder of Liu Miaoqiu. He said, "This matter will be handed over to you."
"Yes, yes, I know." Liu Miaoqiu smiled and smiled. After that, the three men said something happened in the past six months. Fang Zicheng was entangled in affairs, Jing Yue did not force, and the three men worked together more. Free, after talking for a while, until the sun sets, the three of them will each disperse.
It was night, Jingyue showered and lie back to his bed, staring at the top of the bed, the brows were a little deep, now I can see if Liu Miaoqiu can bring any useful news, Jing Yue sighs and closes The eyes, this is a little sleepy, suddenly felt a cool breeze behind him, Jingyue just closed his eyes and opened.
"Hey!" A fierce sword rushed toward Jingyue, directly cutting off the shackles, Jingyue twisted and flashed, the dark dagger in his hand was glowing with cold light, and a pair of dark eyes were carried in the night. The cold atmosphere, the four eyes are opposite, Jing Yue mouth evokes a cold smile.
"Nalan month, you really can't wait." Jing Yue looked at the woman in a black body, and almost no need to guess, who knows who is murderous in front of him.
"You... why are you not poisoned!" Nalan Yue looked at Jing Yue's agile posture, and his eyes flashed in surprise, and asked.
"Oh... do you think that I will go to you again and again?" Jing Yue’s eyes flashed disdain, and he said coldly: "Our account needs to be calculated."
"Damn." Nalan's eyes flashed fiercely in the eyes, and the sword was stabbed in the hand. The corner of Jingyue's mouth smacked, and the move in the hand was unrelentingly smothered toward Nalan. The dark eyes were full of deep eyes. The murderous, flexible body turned around, Nalan month could not hurt Jingyue points, and the waist and other places were stabbed by Jingyue dagger.
The pain from the tiny wounds everywhere made Nalan's moon a bit violent, and the stabbing sword was chaotic. The eyes of Jingyue flashed in the cold, and the dagger in the hand flipped, and the figure jumped up. Lan Yue's neck was wiped off.