The Cry of the Phoenix Which Reached the Ninth Heaven

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Chapter 218 is a phoenix!

"This palace hopes that Shu can see the night and the Qing Dynasty, some things come from the mouth of the palace, he may not believe." Yao Mozhen secretly sighed, since the rumors spread, the night Junqing is doing things for himself Run around, that kind of hard work, such a disregard of life.

"Night Junqing... If you remind the overnight game that you want to scribble the roots, it seems that it is not unreasonable. There is Yao Guifei helping each other. He is moving to the Lord and he is just around the corner." Wang Hao can't describe himself at the moment. Mood, a few days, the difference is different.

"Take Shu Shu Ji Yan." Yao Mo smiled slyly, and the curvature of the lips was unspeakable.

Royal study

"What do you say? The fire is the phoenix? What about the Shu?" The night of the game is black and tight, and it is furious.

"Return to the emperor, when he came down, he only saw the poisonous phoenix poisoning lying on the ground, and the search was not seen in the shadows. The subordinates had sent people to look around, but..." Qinglong slammed the newspaper.

"Don't listen to it! No matter what method you use, you must find out Wang Haoruo! She has a fragrance on her body, you can find it along the taste! Chuan Yu's will, Shu Shu intends to stab, now flee, see others can kill!" Hungry is extremely angry.

"Subordinate to obey!" Qinglong arched his life and immediately retired. At the moment when the door was closed, the night game was falling down on the dragon chair, and the pupils were full of surprise and fear! He clearly saw that if Wang Hao drank fruit wine, how would he die? Is it... it must be done when the fire and the phoenix are connected to the wine! Damn fire phoenix! What should we do now? What if Wang Hao would pass out what he knew?

The night of the game, the thin lips can't stop shaking, and the panic jumped.

"Why is this? Yao Moxin, is it you? Is it that you are retaliating? You come, you are coming! You dare to kill you when you are a man! You will not be afraid of you when you are a ghost! You come -" The night of the game suddenly rose, and the wide-sleeved squatting to the dragon case.

At the end of the day, when Jun Qing found the old abandoned house in the east of the city according to the position described on the plaque, he saw the figure of Wang Ruruo.

"Shu Shu?" Night Junqing looked at the woman sitting on the couch, and the white long coat wrapped her body, and she had a white silk flower. Her eyes were swollen like a red peach, and she looked tired and didn't sleep.

"Sue the Prince to sit down." If Wang Hao sneaked down the quilt, this will remove the line of sight from the body of the fire phoenix.

"There are all the priests in the palace, and the emperor will see the killer. Do you know that this is a bit true?" The night Jun Qing saw that the person on the couch was dead, and the heart had guessed it.

"Wang Ye should be more clear than he is. In the palace, who can distinguish it? Just like the death of the queen, the world thinks it is difficult to produce, is it really difficult to produce?" Then he signaled that the night Jun Qing was seated, and he poured a glass of water and pushed it over.

"Do you know how the Queen died? Are those rumors true?" The death of Yao Moxin, the night Jun Qing suddenly got up, nervously looked at Wang Ruruo, hands clenched into fists, checked these days, In addition to the medical records of the Royal Hospital, he has no evidence.

"The rumors are not all coming from the wind." Wang Hao Ruo fell from the glass of water, clearly colorless and tasteless, but she drank the bitter taste.

"Jun Qing asks Shu Shu to tell the truth!" Night Jun Qing stepped forward and begged to look at Wang Ruo.

"If you can tell the prince to know, but the prince must guarantee that he can safely send the sorrow and the phoenix out of the city." According to Yao Mozhen, there is no condition, the night Junqing may not believe.

"This king is guaranteed by his life!" The night Junqing swears, and the words are slashed, and the eyes are shining.

"As the rumors have spread, the queen is not dying of dystocia, but is harmed by others." Wang Haoruo looks awkward, word-by-word, clear and incomparable.

The heart, so painful, seems to have been thrown into the flames and burned. The burning pain spread quickly to the night, and it oozes out from every pore of his body.

"Who is it? Why is it harmful to her?" The hoarse voice was low and calm, and the dark scorpion of the night was like two swirling vortexes, which seemed to devour everything.

"Yao Suzhen. The reason is very simple, she is not willing to give up, she wants to be a queen, want to get rid of Yao Moxin, and replace it." Wang Hao if the faint opening, the sound is not shocked.

"It's her... Mo Xin is the queen! The emperor still loves her so much. What can Yao Suzhen have to endure? Is there a child who is so sad, how is it dead? Tell me!" Extremely, the fist creaked.

"If you don't know much, it's probably that Yao Suzhen secretly took the Queen's child who had just come to the world, led the Queen to the cold palace, and was forced to sign a confession. After that... it must be Yao Suzhen. When the child fell to the ground, the Queen consciously regrets the flesh and blood, and then picks up the child's self-destruction..." Although I have not seen it with my own eyes, what kind of **** and sadness can such a scene be.

"How can this be so... How can you die so badly? That is the emperor! Why is the emperor not revenge for it! Why do you want to indulge Yao Suzhen!" Night Junqing eyes are full of blood, thin lips are close to the line, Struggling low.

"The emperor saw only the testimony of that page and the scene of Yao Suzhen's forgery. Don't forget that the empress is suicidal! If it is not ugly, why should the emperor commit suicide? This is the idea of ​​most people." It’s justified.

"How can I commit suicide... How can I!" The night's fist is on the table, and the unparalleled face reveals the pain and distress that can't be concealed.

Wang Haoruo never knows that the former battlefield myth, the heroic and sturdy Su’s prince will also cry, watching Wang Jingruo suddenly envious of Yao Moxin, although she died of misery, but in this world, However, there are men who are so affectionate about her. In contrast, they are the real sorrow.

"Mother and son are connected to each other, watching the children who have just been born less than a day are killed and killed, it is not surprising that the Queen can make such an excessive move." Wang Hao if coveted, whispered. Mourning is greater than death, watching the biological flesh being killed by the father of the living, not to mention Yao Moxin, no one will have the courage to live, she understands Yao Moxin's move. It’s ridiculous that she knows that the night game is such a wolf heart, but there is no warning, but the ghosts are just like this.

"Mu Xin... Mo Xin..." The night prince is cold and sorrowful, and the trembling lips keep reading the name of Yao Moxin. The heart is like a sharp knife. Straight into it, then twisted, making him unhappy.

"The Queen has a confidant like the Prince, and he has no regrets." Looking at the painful expression of the night, Wang Yuruo's tears slipped silently. Who said that the man had tears and did not flick, just because he was not sad. .

"This king will not let her die! Yao Suzhen! This king will make you **** blood compensation!" The intense pain burned like a hellfire, and every cell in the night is boiling.

Looking at the figure of the night when the monarch was clear and violent, Wang Hao could not help but sigh.

"He is so impulsive to leave, it will inevitably lead to chaos." Wang Hao if the opening of the mouth, suddenly, a touch of figure fell in front of her.

"The owner has his own way to deal with it. The carriage and luggage are ready. The owner orders the quicksand. It is necessary to send the Shulu safely to the Sugawara. It is not the big Chu area. For Shu Shu, it is relatively safe." Liusha respectfully said.

"Yao Guizhen has the heart, you help the palace to help the fire phoenix into the carriage..."

The sound of the wheel rolling creaked, and inside the carriage, Wang Hao caressed the phoenix's forehead, and the tears slid silently across the cheek.