Wild Phoenix Playing Dragon: Chongxi Little Silly Concubine

Originally, he just thought she was just a child's temper, and took the childhood jokes seriously, but now that things happened one after another that made Luo Ling uneasy, he really felt that this woman's city is so deep, if the person is really changed, He will definitely investigate this matter to the end!

"But, Your Majesty..."

Having said that, Feng Yin really couldn't find anything to refute, so she could only watch helplessly as Yuwen Haoyu went to the wooden platform.

Yuwen Haoyu approached the wooden platform step by step, and went up the steps. The man was held up by two guards. It seemed that he had already collapsed after being imprisoned for several days and the severe punishment he had suffered before.

The man hung his head, as if his strength was exhausted. Yuwen Haoyu had seen him the day he was captured, so he naturally recognized him. Yuwen Haoyu raised his hand, pinched his chin, and lifted it up.

Even though that face was stained all over with blood, its appearance remained unchanged. It was indeed the person from that day.

It seems that Luo Ling is indeed overwhelmed.

Yuwen Haoyu looked at it for a while, then withdrew his hand, and wiped his hands with the wet towel handed over by the guard, when he was about to turn around and walk back, he suddenly stopped in his tracks.

He retreated the guard who came forward to hand him a wet towel to wipe his hands, turned around and returned to Qing Yi, suddenly reached out his hand to lift his chin again, and watched carefully.

Feng Yin, who had finally breathed a sigh of relief, had her heart in her throat again at this time, Yuwen Haoyu turned around and went back, he must have discovered something, so if he didn't do anything else, he would definitely be discovered.

"Ah... there are assassins!"

Just when Yuwen Haoyu was looking carefully at the side of Qingyi's face, there was a strange and slightly invisible imprint, Feng Yin from the audience suddenly screamed, her screaming scared the prison officials quite a bit , preparing to escape in a panic, what's more, he got under the table, Yuwen Haoyu frowned slightly, just when he wanted to ignore it and quickly find out the flaws of the person in front of him, Feng Yin yelled again , and pointed to a place not far away, saying that the assassin had gone there.

As a result, half of the guards in the execution ground chased the so-called assassin in the direction she pointed, but Yuwen Haoyu was unmoved. Instead, he accelerated the speed of his hand, raised his hand to touch the mark, Pinch it and tear it apart.

really……

It's a fake mask!

The expression on Yuwen Haoyu's face was so ugly that Feng Yin, who was far below the wooden platform, could feel the murderous aura of anger all over his body. Feng Yin knew that the matter had been revealed, but it didn't matter, at least the real Qing Yi had already passed away. After leaving, even if Yuwen Haoyu now knows that the person in front of him is a fake, he will have no way to find out.

Since it was not the real Qingyi, the punishment was unnecessary. Yuwen Haoyu stepped down from the wooden platform, raised his hand to signal them to disperse, and the punishment was cancelled, but he walked up to Feng Yin, stared at her coldly, and said nothing. One sentence said: "I will definitely investigate this matter thoroughly for you!"

Feng Yin looked at his hostile back until he couldn't see him anymore, then he was relieved, leaning against the wooden pillar beside him, closed his eyes, and walked to his palace.

At this time, the Black Panther had almost returned to the main palace where Luo Ling was, but Luo Ling was really staying in the room, ready to wait until they all came back.

However, just when she got up from the couch, she felt tired from sitting, and was about to lie down on the couch...