Chapter 479: Could it be—she never left Chang'an?
Mobile reading
It's just a slow movement to look through the contents of that big baggage.
There are a lot of strange things, hard iron sheets, when I touch this thing, the touch is very familiar, obviously in the prison of the criminal department......
Beneath the iron sheet was a slippery jade and several human skin masks, as well as some dirty silver tickets.
You don't have to think about it to know how much effort this woman has done to avoid him, so you can also see how careful her mind is.
Or—
She had planned to escape early in the morning, but that day she had only taken the opportunity to create the illusion that she was seriously injured and then jumped into the river.
Could it be that she never left Chang'an?
Oh, this woman is really powerful, and she plays everyone around.
When he had this realization, a stronger sense of yin came out of him, and the force between his hands almost crushed the iron sheet.
The corners of his lips curled into a wicked smile, "Burn everything." ”
"Yes.... Rajah. ”
When Rong Jingshen appeared in the Xuanping Marquis's Mansion, everyone was very embarrassed, and the most surprised was the Xuanping Marquis, tsk.
The prince was so good to Dye'er, and he went to great lengths to get Dye'er out of prison—
Could it be that the child in Dye'er's womb is really King Jing's?
"Where is Fu Qingran?"
The tone is cold and shivering.
The blood on his body had already coagulated, and he was in such a hurry that he didn't even change his clothes, and there were purple and black blood stains on his sleeves.
It looks like not only not embarrassed, but has a kind of handsomeness.
"Dye'er is in the house, the prince is sitting in the hall, and Benhou asked someone to call her out."
"Okay."
Fu Qingran was originally reading a notebook in the house, but when she heard the news that someone came to spread the word that Rong Jingshen was looking for her, she was shocked that the scrolls in her hands fell to the ground.
Her heart skipped a beat.
When she walked on the promenade, she became more and more unsteady, and was thinking about the detour, when she was wasting time, opposite—
But a familiar figure came.
It is depth of field.
He had already seen her before she saw him, and at this time, his eyes were firmly glued to her, Fu Qingran tried to calm himself, and said with a smile, "Lord Wang—what a coincidence." ”
"Not really." His voice was hoarse, but he couldn't say anything, "This king came to you on purpose." ”
"Looking for me?" Fu Qingran pretended to be surprised, stared at him with blank eyes, and even keenly sensed that the man's mood was not happy at this time, and said, "I shouldn't have offended the prince—the prince is like this, but he seems to have come to Xingshi to ask for guilt." ”
"This king is not interested in talking nonsense with you." His steps were fast, and he was already approaching her, and the guards behind him had already surrounded Fu Qingran.
Word for word.
It's like a spell.
"Tell this king, where Chu Xi is."
Sure enough—just as she had guessed.
Looking at this man, in fact, he would have a kind of fear in vain, because not only his face was terrifying, but even the aura of imminent death exuded from his body was so creepy.
In front of him, it is also difficult to maintain his sanity.
Fu Qingran smiled faintly, "Lord Wang is joking, Chu regrets that she is seriously injured, her life and death are uncertain, and there has been no news for a long time."
I, a criminal who has just come out of prison, how can I know about her? ”
Even if he knew, he would never tell him that things have always been like things and people are grouped, and the essence of his scum is the same as Gu Lingchen.
This book is from: