Chapter Twenty-Three: Cold, Affectionate, She's Good at It!

Fude Lu immediately sent someone to spread the word, not long after the early dynasty, it is estimated that Lord Sicheng has not returned to the house.

Xin Jiuyuan sat at the table, and the cold air emitted from his body pulled the temperature in the hall lower and lower.

Hao Ren's back was a little cold, and the murderer was not her, why was she the one who was frozen?

Beauty, can you take your eyes off for a while?

Xin Jiuyuan stared at Hao Ren, his eyes were about to see her through, but he didn't understand what she was thinking.

There was a corpse in front of him, and all the female relatives were panicked, but Hao Ren was the only one who calmly seemed to be nothing.

Is it open-minded, or is it pretending to be calm?

Xin Jiuyuan's eyebrows tightened, and he didn't understand why he had strange feelings for Hao Ren.

Just because of that dream?

Or is it because she's special?

Xin Jiuyuan grew up in the palace since he was a child, and the women in the harem were all the same faces in his eyes, but Hao Ren ......

His instincts told him that she was different from those women.

"Your Majesty, Imperial Doctor Mo and Shi Qizuo have brought it."

Imperial Doctor Mo, that old man?

Hao Ren turned his head to look at the door......

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The ink hair is half bunched, the green silk is elegant, and the edges and corners are clear but soft......

The beauty's side face is cold and hard......

Hao Ren turned back to take a look at Xin Jiuyuan, and after a careful comparison, he was frozen by the eyes of the beauty with a cold and hard face.

What kind of murderous look did he have?

Can't see others better looking than him?

But his one is even more lovely!

Domineering president style, ruthless, dedicated!

She's just this mouthful (/β–½β•²)

"Chen Mojing see the emperor."

"The ministers and guards see the emperor."

"Poofβ€”heheβ€”" Hao Ren really couldn't hold back.

Sunglasses, not to mention, the dark green kaftan on his body matches the name quite well.

"Hao Ren!"

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Hao Ren immediately suppressed his expression, with a sad face, "The concubine is here." ”

The speed of this face-changing has caught up with the trick-trick.

β€œβ€¦β€¦ Tell me, what has made you happy? ”

Mo Jing seemed to hear the sound of himself being chewed......

Hao Renfang, the murder scene, beauty, are you sure to discuss this with me?

There were sparks under Xin Jiuyuan's ink pupils, and the cold air emanating from his body was strengthened again, mixed with a sour smell.

Hao Ren, whose brain was running rapidly, came up with a sentence, "The concubine is thinking about who the murderer is and what purpose he has." ”

"And what are you laughing at?" And laughing at other men!

If it weren't for the fact that it was in public......

"Back to the emperor, the concubines are easy to lose their temper when thinking about problems, and ask the emperor for forgiveness."

Hao Ren is serious, even if the reason is very nonsense.

"Humph!"

Xin Jiuyuan snorted coldly, his eyes swept to Mo Jing and Wei Hongxi, "What are you doing in a daze, why don't you go to the autopsy soon!" ”

Wei Hongjin: "The minister obeys the order." ”

Mo Jing: "......"

What do you do with the imperial doctor for the autopsy? Do you see if people are dead?

Xin Jiuyuan saw that Mo Jing hadn't moved, and his heart was even more unhappy, "Don't go quickly!" ”

Mo Jing raised his eyebrows, I don't know what kind of fire this brother sent at him, don't call him next time he drinks! Hum!

Soon, there were footsteps outside.

"Your Majesty, Lord Sicheng is here."

"Chen Qiao Qiyu see the emperor."

Qiao Qixuan walked with the wind, walking past Hao Ren, and the smell of blood mixed with the wind was disgusting.

"I don't know what happened when the emperor urgently summoned his ministers to Kunchen Palace?"

The emperor never discussed state affairs in the dormitory.

Xin Jiuyuan tilted his head, and Qiao Qiyuan looked at it along the line of sight......

"Yan'er! Your Majesty? ”

"Your Majesty, the noble man is deceased and died of poisoning." Wei Hong's words are concise and to the point.