"The emperor has arrived."

When everyone's criticism continued, Zhang Deming's iconic voice came from a distance.

"Greetings to the emperor, long live my emperor, long live long live!" Everyone hurriedly knelt on the ground and saluted, all of them automatically silenced, held their breath, and did not dare to make any sound.

The people who died in the Buddhist hall, but the queen mother, even though the relationship between her mother and son with the emperor was tense, but after all, she was also a mother and son, and everyone still knew it in their hearts.

Ling Juncheng ignored the courtiers kneeling on either side, and he walked straight towards the Buddha Hall.

The bright yellow dragon robe on his body set off his already outstanding temperament bright and dazzling, and the natural kingly aura filled the air with his arrival, which made people fearful and awe-inspiring.

Everyone lowered their heads, he didn't signal them to be flat, they also deserved to kneel in place and didn't dare to move their bodies for half a minute, they didn't even dare to come out.

Ling Juncheng walked into the Buddhist hall, he stopped next to the body of the Queen Mother, and many emotions were complex and surging in his lowered eyes.

"Why did she die?" The deep pupils reflected the coldness of the cold winter wax moon, the slender fingers clenched into fists, and his voice, low and low, fell on the ears, which made people tremble.

She's dead? Just dead?

She has done so many bad things, how can she be allowed to die like this?

Even if she had to die, it should be over with his own hands!

"Back to the emperor, the queen mother was choked off her neck by her life...... Su Liu took a step forward and arched his hand.

Although she has never had a good impression of this aunt, she is also a member of the Su family in the end.

The moment he saw her corpse, his heart was still a little touched.

At this moment, his face was rare and full of justice.

Ling Juncheng's gaze was fixed on the white on the ground, and his fists clenched tighter and tighter.

After a long period of silence, he slowly squatted down, stretched out his bony fingers and lifted the white cloth from her face.

The Queen Mother under the white cloth still maintains the appearance of when she died, her pupils are dilated, her face is hideous, and the string of Buddhist beads she often holds in her hand is still tightly pinched.

Ling Juncheng put down the white cloth, he straightened up, and didn't speak for a long time.

"There are Praetorian Guards guarding the gate of Yongshou Palace, so I haven't found any clues?" His eyes were half-squinted, and his face was cold.

Su Er said: "The minister has already interrogated all of them, everything was as usual last night, and there was no movement in the hall." ”

"The minister has also carefully investigated, and the murderer has left nothing, not even footprints, he must be an extremely skilled kung fu master."

"The Queen Mother didn't make any moves, perhaps, it was someone the Queen Mother knew....." Su Liu added at this time.

Hearing this, Ling Juncheng pursed his lips and did not speak.

There are countless bad things she has done in her life, and there are not a few people who want to kill her, and it is not strange if she knows this person.

But to be able to sneak into the Yongshou Palace and attack her silently, without attracting the attention of the Praetorian Guards, this person is not an ordinary person.

He exhaled a dull breath, and when he raised his eyes, he saw the spirit card on the incense table.

The other offerings were all neatly arranged, except for the spirit tablet, which was skewed to one side, and a black cloth fell next to it.

His eyes sank suddenly, and he slowly walked over with his feet raised.

When this spirit tablet was delivered, he ordered someone to convey his will, and if she intended to damage it, or if it was disrespectful, he would take Ling Yuan with a knife.

He knew her very well, in order to protect Ling Yuan, she would definitely endure all her unwillingness, and respectfully enshrine this spirit tablet in the Buddha Hall, at most, she would only cover it with that black cloth.

Who moved Jin'an's spirit card?