At the same time as Leng Muran was buried, secret orders to give up the search for the little princess were passed around one after another.

And in the palace, Leng Yan's whereabouts have not yet been found.

Along with Leng Yan, he was also missing his replaced shirt.

The clothes were originally locked in the hands of Liu Fusheng of the Tai Hospital, and he regarded them as treasures, and he wanted to check the poison hidden in the clothes, but suddenly disappeared.

To be sure, the clothes fell into Leng Yan's hands again.

Leng Yan has an internal response in the palace, otherwise he would not have had the opportunity to hide for so long.

"Who the hell is it?" Lin Xin'er and Ximen Jingxuan looked through the information sent by Gu Qingcheng together, and sifted through almost all the people in the palace, and none of them could match Leng Yan, "Is it really obvious?" ”

The palace man who followed Ximen Xianchu's side also said that Leng Yan wanted to make a bet with Ximen Xianchu when he explained.

"Since Leng Muran was buried, Xianchu has been following Zhiqi."

At this point, Ximen Jingxuan never let go, but in order to avoid having a relationship with Ximen Xianchu and the Leng family, he did not ask him face-to-face, after all, Ximen Xianchu is still young, and as he grows older, things will always fade a little bit, and it is not worth mentioning.

"That is, before Leng Muran was buried, he had already done a good job?" Lin Xin'er frowned.

A five-year-old child, screaming a few times outside the prison at the right time, relying on his identity as a little prince to attract the attention of others has done enough, is it possible that he can really hide a person?

She knows Simon's cleverness, and even the Taifu praised that the emperor's only son can bear the weight of the world.

"We can't help but look at Xianchu as an adult." Ximen Jingxuan stood up, "Without further ado, let's go see him." ”

If you can't avoid it, then have a good talk with it.

But before Ximen Jingxuan and Lin Xin'er walked out of Jinyang Palace, news of Yunxiao Garden came.

The little prince killed Leng Yan with his own hands!

Ximen Jingxuan and Lin Xin'er glanced at each other and hurried towards Yunxiao Garden.

"Grandpa Xuanwang, I killed this person!"

Seeing Ximen Jingxuan, Ximen Xianchu broke free from Zhiqi and ran over.

"What's going on?" Ximen Jingxuan looked at the cold man who fell to the ground.

Medium knife in the abdomen.

Leaned over and leaned over, but it was really lifeless.

"You killed you?" Lin Xin'er asked.

She knows exactly how powerful a five-year-old is.

"It's not ......" seemed to be recognized, and Simon Xianchu lowered his head.

"What the hell is going on?" Ximen Jingxuan asked again.

"He wanted to kidnap me and escape from the palace, but I didn't follow it, so in a hurry, I threw a bottle left by my mother and hit him, the bottle shattered, and the powder blinded him, I pulled out the knife to guard against him, but he couldn't see clearly, so he hit my knife." Ximen Xianchu told Ximen Jingxuan what had just happened.

"Yes, Lord Xuan, I heard the sound and hurriedly ran to Chu'er's house, and I saw that he happened to hit the knife in Chu'er's hand." Zhiqi followed to testify.

Lin Xin'er looked at Ximen Xianchu fixedly, walked up to Leng Yan, squatted down, and checked carefully, "It really looks like dead." ”

As she spoke, Lin Xin'er stood up, walked to Ximen Jingxuan's side, and lowered her voice very low, "I was poisoned before the knife." ”

In other words, if Ximen Xianchu's words were true, that bottle should be a bottle of poison left by Leng Muran, which happened to be thrown and smashed by Ximen Xianchu and pounced on Leng Yan.

Not all the people in the Leng family have anti-poison bodies, which also needs to be "practiced", Leng Yanqiu is not afraid of poisoning, Leng Muran and Leng Yan have not practiced to that point, at most they can save themselves in time after being poisoned.

If they give up or have no time to save themselves, the result is also dangerous, such as Leng Muran committing suicide by taking poison, such as Leng Yan being poisoned and losing his square inch in an instant.

"Let Yanqiu take a look again." Ximen Jingxuan was still not at ease.

It's still surprising that Leng Yan, who has been arresting, suddenly died like this.

Leng Yanqiu stayed in Jinyang Palace to detoxify Ximen Trace, in order to prevent Lin Xin'er from getting involved with the Leng family and causing any sensitive topics, she was not allowed to interfere in this matter.

Soon, Leng Yanqiu rushed to Yunxiao Garden.

"It's dead." Leng Yanqiu said after checking.

Since even Leng Yanqiu said that he was dead, then he was really dead, and he died in the hands of Ximen Xianchu, so there was no need to say anything superfluous.

Ximen Jingxuan asked Leng Yan to be dragged out of the palace, for Leng Yanqiu's sake, he didn't throw him into a mass grave, and dug a pit to bury him.

The cold problem has been solved, and all that remains is to pay attention to the emperor's "illness".

"How long will it take?" Ximen Jingxuan asked Leng Yanqiu.

The country cannot be without a king for a day, although there is Simon Che presiding over the court for the time being, but everyone knows that he is only in the name of representing the Ximen royal family.

"The poison is starting to dissolve, and I don't know exactly what it will be, but I haven't encountered this situation." Leng Yanqiu said, "The emperor is too angry this time. ”

Ximen Jingxuan understands that he and Xin'er have gone through hardships, and they can't accept sudden accidents, not to mention Ximen Zhen and Leng Muran, who are almost smooth sailing.

And Leng Muran's death was so sudden, no one was prepared, and Ximen Zhen didn't even have a little bottom.

"Grandma, will my father wake up?"

Ximen Xianchu, who was dressed in filial piety, leaned against the door of Jinyang Palace and asked Lin Xin'er who walked out of it.

He wanted to ask, would his father kill him when he woke up? At that time, he chased himself to the prison with a sword, was it really not to kill himself?

But he knew that even if he asked, he would ask in vain, and everyone would tell him that his father would not kill him.

"Yes." Lin Xin'er touched Ximen Xianchu's head, "Your father will grow up with you, cultivate your virtue as a prince, and hand over the world of the Qingyuan Dynasty to you." ”

"I don't want the world, I just want my mother." Ximen Xianchu said in a low voice.

Lin Xin'er sighed and squatted down, "Xianchu, your mother is watching you from the sky to see how you can be a good emperor in the future." ”

"Really?" Simon asked with a wink.

"Really." Lin Xin'er nodded affirmatively.

Giving Simon a goal will give him the confidence and motivation to grow upward.

The secret passage in the palace of King Xuan leads to the barren ridge in the city, filled a grave pit, a few years ago, many people from the Leng family died here, so that it was abandoned, and now, Leng Yan was buried here, returning to his ancestors.

In the dead of night, the barren mountains fell silent.

The grave turned quietly unnoticed, and in a short time, a pair of slightly old hands came out of the soil.

Then, a head emerges from the earth, and then a whole figure emerges.

The man stood on the ground and pulled the dirt off his face with his hands.

Look closely, the face of a man who looks like he is nearly fifty years old is reflected in the faint moonlight......