Jiangmen iron blood poisonous concubine

Chapter 897 Warning. 1
Now Lulushan said that the toxin might come from the palace, so what they guessed just now is all nonsense.

She was somewhat angry.

Lu Luoshan didn't feel that she was wronged, she glanced at Qingwu, and said coolly: "Then you didn't ask me just now, no, I told you as soon as you asked."

She shrugged and said it wasn't her fault.

This is good, once again Qing Wu was so angry that he almost vomited blood.

Seeing that these two people were about to fight again, Qin Shiyue felt a headache, so she had no choice but to dissuade: "Okay, don't talk about it, don't you know now?"

Seeing that Qin Shiyue was a little tired, the two of them didn't dare to make a mistake.

Sitting on the side obediently, waiting for Qin Shiyue to speak.

But secretly, there is still a constant struggle in my heart.

Qin Shiyue sat there not knowing what she was thinking, and she didn't speak, obviously she didn't know who would make such a fuss tonight.

After a long time, Qin Shiyue couldn't figure it out, so he waved his hand to let them go down.

When Lu Luoshan and Qing Wu went down, they saw Qin Shiyue sitting there with one hand resting on his temple, still thinking.

It seems that she won't be able to sleep tonight.

At that time, the inner courtyard of the imperial palace was a magnificent palace located in a bustling place.

That huge palace, like a ferocious beast dormant in the darkness, will open its bloody mouth at any time to swallow up this dark world.

In the cold palace, there is incomparable extravagance. Occasionally, gold and silver utensils are illuminated by the sky in the dark, reflecting golden light.

Even in the dark, the man in black kneeling on the ground can still feel the luxury of this palace.

He knelt there piously and bowed to the layers of gauze curtains.

Only then did he raise his head respectfully but panicked and said, "Master, they failed in the assassination."

They were talking about those who went to kill Qin Shiyue.

More than a dozen layers of gauze curtains hang down and are occasionally blown by the wind, but you can't see who is inside, only the fragrance of fragrance.

The wind was blowing slowly, and a soft female voice came from inside: "What are you panicking about, everything was as expected."

The man kneeling on the ground was a little frightened at first, afraid that the master would blame him for the failed assassination, but now, the master is so calm, which is beyond his expectation.

"Master, don't you blame them?" the man asked tentatively.

The master has always been very strict, and now those people failed in the assassination. Although they died, the master would not be so kind and silent, and he didn't blame him at all.

"Why should I blame them?"

The woman seemed to think that what the man kneeling on the ground said was a bit ridiculous, so she laughed foolishly, her voice was like a silver bell.

Crisp, yet tender and warm.

The person kneeling on the ground didn't feel relieved at all when he heard her laugh like that, but his heart felt even heavier.

Every time she smiles like this, it shows that her heart is very cold now.

Just when he was thinking about it and didn't know what to do, a word came out from the gauze tent: "The few of them think that their wings are full, and they want to get rid of me and get freedom, but I can't kill them." They, let them do something meaningful, to test whether Qin Shiyue's depth is really as powerful as in the legend."

The man kneeling on the ground suddenly became stiff.

(End of this chapter)