Chapter 238 is definitely praising you

The man in black was visibly surprised.

When Jun Rongzhan appeared, he didn't even notice it at all.

"What do you want to do?" The man in black's voice trembled slightly, as if he had an instinctive fear of Jun Rongzhan.

Jun Rongzhan's faint voice couldn't hear joy and anger: "You broke into my Zhan Wang's Mansion at night and asked me what I wanted to do?" ”

"I... I just..."

The man in black didn't finish a word, he just ran away.

If you dare to come here alone, your martial arts are naturally good, but unfortunately, all the people around Jun Rongzhan are masters, and it is strange that he can run away.

But this man in black obviously came prepared, and when he knew that he couldn't run away, he already had a certain heart of death, and as soon as he was held down by Lian Feng and them, he immediately bit the poison in his mouth.

"Hey!"

When Lian Feng noticed that something was wrong, it was too late.

When I opened his face scarf, I didn't know it at all, it was a completely raw face.

The person behind the scenes was really cautious and did not leave them a clue to find.

The only thing that can make him anxious is probably Qinghuan.

That's why he didn't hesitate to send people to break into the Zhan Wang's Mansion at night at the risk of exposure, trying to rescue Qinghuan, or... Kill somebody to do away with a witness.

"Throw it out."

If you die, you will die, Jun Rongzhan has no waves, with Qinghuan in his hands, he is not afraid that the person will not move, and soon, there will be a new person sent to the door.

……

A month later.

The weather is getting warmer.

Xingnuo was basking in the sun in the backyard of Chiba House, and there were starry sky and little night wolf next to him, lying next to Xingnuo, almost in the same posture as her, lazy.

Qinghuan was imprisoned for a month, and four or five groups of people came to the Zhan Wangfu, and finally all of them committed suicide by taking poison.

It's boring.

The poison in their mouths, Xingnuo studied for a month, and I have to say that it was indeed very special, but in the end, she was able to crack the ingredients of the poison and prepare the antidote.

Next time, it won't be so easy to die.

After a month of patience with the person behind the scenes, now that the antidote has been prepared, the game has really begun.

On the other side, Yan Qing also found out where the Ruan family was detained, and the emperor really took great pains to prevent Jun Rongzhan from finding her, but he actually hid in the palace of heart cultivation where he lived, and only under his own nose was he the most at ease.

It can be said that God does not know the ghost.

"Worthy of the fox and his uncle." Xingnuo laughed and teased.

Jun Rongzhan looked at her with a little dissatisfaction: "Are you praising me or him?" ”

"You."

Xingnuo reacted quickly: "It's definitely a compliment to you." ”

Even caring about such trivial things, she sometimes feels that men... It's also very naΓ―ve.

Jun Rongzhan gave her a look that counted you as acquaintance.

Now that they knew that people were in the Heart Cultivation Palace, the couple took a break and went into the palace together.

Anyway, Jun Qingyuan wanted to hide it, but he couldn't hide it.

Jun Rongzhan wants to know the truth and wants to avenge his mother, but no one wants to stop him.

Jun Qingyuan was still in the imperial study, and the two of them had already arrived at the Heart Cultivation Palace, and no one dared to stop them along the way.

A small palace maid hurriedly went to the imperial study to inform Jun Qingyuan, Jun Rongzhan and Xingnuo didn't care, and went straight to the room where Ruan's was imprisoned.

Pushing open the door, there was a woman dressed in ordinary clothes, about forty years old, but she was very beautiful, but it didn't seem to be good all these years, and the years left a lot of marks on her face.

At this time, she was holding a handkerchief in her hand, embroidering a novel pattern.

She only looked up when she heard the movement.