Playful Immortal Doctor: Evil Emperor Poisonous Love Concubine

The head of the palace guards froze, slowly raised his right hand, and said in a loud voice: "Come on, hurry to the Peony Fenghua Garden, and invite the Empress and His Royal Highness over here, and say that Princess Yangyue killed someone. Waiting to be dealt with urgently!"

"Yes!"

Several imperial guards armed with weapons bowed in response, turned around and left the bloody house.

No one noticed that on the bloody corpse that had already turned into pieces of flesh, a faint golden halo gradually floated up and quietly floated out of the door.

Avoiding everyone's sight, Jianlong's essence landed on the golden glazed tiles of the house, and accompanied by a puff of smoke, a plump black cat appeared.

The corners of Jianlong's lips were slightly hooked, and there was a standard cheap meow smile on his face.

You're done.

This frame-up is absolutely perfect!

Jianlong jumped, jumped from one roof to another, and headed towards Peony Fenghua Courtyard.

Hehe, it's time to ask Xiao Luo for credit, and Xuanyuan Yu for favors by the way.

His thirteen ecstasy | soul caves, this time, there must be nothing wrong.

Jianlong's cultivation is extremely high, and he is only one step away from Wu Po Void. Obviously, he is much faster than those imperial forest soldiers who went to Peony Fenghua Garden to report.

Inside the Peony Fenghua Garden, there was a peaceful scene. After Xuanyuan Yangyue made a fool of herself and left, several official ladies eagerly went up to perform.

Some sang, some played the piano, some danced swords, and more of them danced.

Looking at these singing and dancing performances, Ling Luo felt that they were extremely boring, and a feeling of sleepiness came over her, and her eyelids couldn't help but began to fight.

Just as she was dozing off, she suddenly felt a furry and heavy thing jump onto her lap.

Startled, Ling Luo opened her eyes instantly.

When he lowered his head, he happened to meet a pair of red-black, slightly squinted, mean eyes.

The corners of Ling Luo's eyes twitched fiercely, this... this is not...

"Hey, Xiao Luo, do you miss me?" Qianlong stretched out his plump black claws, and patted the back of Ling Luo's hand lightly.

Ling Luo only felt itching on the back of her hand, her face froze, and she asked, "Why did you come here? Where's Jingying?"

Jianlong squinted his eyes extremely alertly, looked around, and then began to communicate with Ling Luo through soul transmission.

"Jing Ying ruined Xuanyuan Yangyue's clothes, so she was killed by the Princess, and her body is in the mansion on the west side of the palace."

As clever as Ling Luo, with just one sentence, she instantly understood what happened.

Shocked, she took a deep breath, collected herself, and asked, "You did the hands and feet on Qian Yuyi?"

"Of course!" Jianlong raised his chin, looking quite proud, "Xuanyuan Yangyue, that dead girl, has been ordering me for so long for nothing, how can I do it if I don't give her some color?!"

Ling Luo narrowed her beautiful eyes slightly, and the corners of her lips curled into a sly arc, and said, "You did a good job."

To be honest, she was very happy to see Xuanyuan Yangyue make a fool of herself.

"I have to say, the technique of framing you is getting better and better." Ling Luo couldn't help admiring.

"That's right." Qianlong snorted softly, and said, "Jingying is already dead, the body of a dead person, it's best to use it again."