"Eighth brother, put down the woman in your arms." He was condescending: "Liu Xinzi is suspected of poisoning Concubine Rou, and now the life and death of the fourth brother who has been harmed is unknown, so it stands to reason that he will be imprisoned and interrogated strictly!" ”

Xirou Palace was silent for a while, and occasionally a jackdaw cried out desolately. Everyone surrounded the man, swords rattling, but they didn't dare to take a rash step.

Bai Jingxuan raised his head, his eyes were bloody, and he was full of a terrifying evil aura, and for the first time, he was sharp in front of the prince: "Chixiao, you will return with blood when you get out of the sheath." Qu Chengyu, don't force me. ”

"You ......"

The anger surging up in his body was too terrifying, Qu Chengyu met his cold eyes, and his voice trembled with horror for the first time.

Bai Jingxuan hugged Liu Xinzi, who was fainting, and walked out step by step. In the direction he was heading, all the guards and forbidden soldiers stared at him, but they subconsciously retreated like a tide.

Nan Zhiyan's face also became solemn.

This man is too terrible. He obviously has the temperament of an immortal, but once he gets angry, an evil aura pours out, making people dare not take a step closer.

When Qianyun and Jian Heng arrived, Bai Jingxuan had already returned to the palace with Liu Xinzi.

And they immediately hurried to the king's house.

Bai Jingxuan and Jian Heng discussed what to say outside the door for a long time, during which Jian Heng was always talking, and Bai Jingxuan never said a word.

Qianyun knew that they must be talking about Xinzi and Qu Ninghao, and the current situation was very complicated and difficult, so she had been guarding Liu Xinzi and waiting obediently.

In the middle, Liu Xinzi woke up for a short while, looked at her a few times in a daze, and didn't seem to recognize it, and when she called Bai Jingxuan in, she had already fallen asleep again.

Bai Jingxuan's face has always been terrifyingly blue, and he didn't dare to say a word to him.

In the second half of the night, Liu Xinzi slowly woke up, staring blankly at the ceiling.

She slowly turned her face, and suddenly saw Bai Jingshuo standing straight in front of her bed like that.

"Jing Shuo." She groaned, and met his gaze, but was startled—the man's eyes were unfamiliar.

It seems to have closed all the feelings, and the eyes are strange and sharp, and they are no longer as tender as before.

"Jing Shuo, what's wrong with you?" She struggled to get up, and suddenly, as if she remembered something, she asked in a panic: "Is Qu Ninghao how?" ”

Bai Jingxuan's eyes flickered imperceptibly, and he looked at her straight for a few seconds, slowly turned his face away, and laughed with his hands.

"Jing Shuo, what's wrong?" Liu Xinzi tried to stand up, but there was a tearing pain in the place where her back was bruised, and she fell back to the bed with a "bang".

Bai Jingxuan looked at her muffled snort in pain, her face turned pale, she was angry and annoyed in her heart, and smashed the table with a cold face, and suddenly the fine rosewood was torn apart.

In the room where the candles were swayed by the palm wind, they flashed vigorously. Wood chips from various furniture were cut off.

Some of the furniture had been split crookedly, some had been torn in half from the middle, and a splendid and extravagant room at the end of the room was now left in a miserable mess.

Lingyun Lingxuan, who was outside the house, heard the movement and immediately rushed in and knelt down.

Chunyu and Xia Zhen also hurried in, looking at Bai Jingxuan's appearance, they were so frightened that they couldn't help but fall to their knees.

His eyes were cold, his temples were pounding, and Ling Yun knew that his master was really angry.

Bai Jingshuo suppressed his voice, suppressed the anger that was difficult to vent, and stared at the woman's eyes seriously.