Xue Lingqiao naturally understood how Leng Jiu felt, because this was how he felt too.
So he helps An Yi both publicly and privately.
In the room, Feng Qingchen's ink-dyed black hair was spread loosely. A small section of smooth jade-like skin was exposed in the shadow of the ferocious mask. Dressed in red, she looked charming, cold and ruthless.
It seems that since the death of King Anling, Feng Qingchen especially likes to wear this ferocious mask, even in front of An Yi.
Anyi came in carrying the medicine box and sat in front of him.
Feng Qingchen glanced at her lightly, unable to see the expression behind the mask.
"Let me see your wound!" An Yi whispered.
"Where is Xue Lingqiao?" Feng Qingchen said coldly.
"Your wound is very deep and it was not bandaged in time. I am afraid of inflammation. After all, my medical skills are better than Xue Lingqiao!" An Yi opened the medicine box.
Feng Qingchen sat still.
An Yi sighed: "I know you are in a bad mood now, but at least it means that someone helped Mrs. Feng back then, and she was not alone in the palace! Have you ever thought about who this person is?"
Feng Qingchen sneered: "But that person still wants to cover up the truth!"
An Yi stepped forward and held his hand, "Everyone has his own difficulties! There is no absolute white and black in this world, there are still many grays, just like King Anling, have you ever thought about it, although he deceived He betrayed you and betrayed you, but he might have been the one who helped Mrs. Feng back then!"
Feng Qingchen raised her eyes coldly: "What did you say?"
"Yun Zhinan said that someone protected this secret at the expense of his life. So is the person this person wants to help you, or is he the real murderer who wants to hide this matter? Assuming that the person he wants to help is you, that means The person who killed Mrs. Feng is now in a high position. After all, with your current status, who else would you care about besides the Queen Mother, the Emperor, the Queen and several princes? Back then, the princes were all young, so there were only three of them, the Queen Mother, the Emperor With the Queen. If you want to help the murderer, how many people can make him do this? Do you still remember the Qinglong Formation in the Queen's Palace? Could it have been set up by King Anling? Will King Anling understand the mystery? Technique?" The more An Yi thought about it, the more likely it was that this person was King Anling.
"Does Prince Anling understand mystical arts? How did he obtain this jade soul? You need to find out these things!" An Yi said in a low voice, "If the person who helped Mrs. Feng was indeed Prince Anling, now Anling The king has come to this point, he must have something to hide!"
Feng Qingchen slowly raised his handsome face wearing a cold mask. The Queen, the Queen Mother and even the Emperor were all suspected!
"Prince Anling is dead. If you still use his death to punish yourself, wouldn't you just fall into the trap of the person behind the scenes?" An Yi continued, holding the man's cold hand tightly, " What¡¯s more, you still have bigger challenges to face!¡±
Feng Qingchen raised her eyes and looked at An Yi in confusion.
An Yi stepped forward and unbuttoned his clothes.
"What are you doing?" Feng Qingchen held her hand. This woman is really good at flirting recently!
An Yi couldn't help but rolled his eyes: "Look at your wound!"
Feng Qingchen had a sly look on his face, but fortunately he was wearing a mask so the woman couldn't see the embarrassed expression on his face.
With his clothes back to his waist, An Yi looked at the golden dragon circling upward, sighed quietly, and asked Feng Qingchen: "Did anything unusual happen to you when you entered the palace at the age of five?" (Remember this book) Website address: www.hlnovel.com