The poor lover provoked Luo Xiaoniang

Chapter 884 Madam is amazing
The sky was gloomy, and it seemed that it was going to rain and snow.

Mr. Bo Lang stood in front of the window, looking at the sycamore tree in the courtyard in a trance.

"Husband, the sky has changed!"

Luo Jiaojiao came over and put a robe on Bo Langjun.

"I'm afraid the New Year's Eve will be over in Fujian!"

Bo Langjun's voice was hoarse.

"Have a cup of tea to warm you up!"

Luo Jiaojiao put a cup of hot tea on Bo Langjun's cold hand.

Mr. Bo Lang held the teacup.

Although the tea is hot, its heat is too small.

"Close the windows!"

A gust of wind rolled up the clouds, and Mr. Bo Lang knew that the rain was coming soon.

Feng Yue closed the doors and windows of the hall where Mr. Bo Lang lived.He stood on the second porch looking at the dark clouds gathering and thickening in the sky in a daze.

Brother Yao, how are you?

Brother Yao's frail look appeared in Feng Yue's mind.

A flash of lightning brought Feng Yue back from his reverie.

The bright rain fell obliquely, and the cool rain fell with the wind on Feng Yue's slightly thinned cheeks.He had to take two steps back to avoid getting his clothes wet.

In the palace of Minyue Kingdom, he is no more comfortable than Bo Mansion.Whether Bo Langjun and his wife's daily life, transportation, or food, he has to worry about it alone.

Although the national teacher Qiu Jingshan assigned two powerful bodyguards to be called by him, they were from the Minyue country after all. Feng Yue didn't dare to trust them completely, and only asked them to guard the safety of the uncle and his wife.

Feng Yue also slept very little at night, and his sleep was shallow.Although he knew that Yinwei was coming, he was still worried.

"Feng Yue! Uncle Guo gave you this cloak, put it on!"

Luo Jiaojiao suddenly opened the door and put a velvet cloak on Feng Yue.

"Thank you, master and madam!"

Feng Yue was flattered and bowed in salute.

"Thank you very much!"

Luo Jiaojiao smiled, then turned and went into the house.

"It's not hard!"

A trace of warmth flashed across Feng Yue's heart.He gently closed the door.

Inadvertently, he saw the concern in Bo Langjun's eyes looking up at him, which made him wonder if he was wrong.

The rain continued until dark before it stopped.

Luo Jiaojiao had already lit the candle and brought Mr. Bo Lang a cup of hot tea.

Mr. Bo Lang wrote all the names of powerful people in the Minyue royal family on a piece of thin silk, and drew the relationship between them, and marked the corresponding positions.

"Master! This is the content of the intercepted letter from the Zuo brothers."

Luan Chong handed the letter copied on the hemp paper to Mr. Bo Lang.

Mr. Bo Lang watched by the candlelight.

In the letter, Zuo Yun asked Zuo He not to participate in the establishment of the reserve of Minyue Kingdom this time, and to take good care of his elderly father, and said that he was responsible for everything!
"He looks like a big brother! It's a pity..."

Mr. Bo Lang put the hemp paper in his hand on the candle and lit it.

"What a pity?"

Luo Jiaojiao didn't see the contents of the letter, so her curiosity suddenly arose.

"Continue to monitor! Go!"

Bo Langjun just glanced at Luo Jiaojiao who was looking at her at the tea table, and then ordered Luan Chong to say.

"Yes!"

Luan Chong also secretly glanced at Luo Jiaojiao.

"Are you even hiding it from me?"

Luo Jiaojiao brought Bo Langjun a cup of tea.

"Zuo Yun was involved in it, so he inevitably participated in this establishment of the reserve. But he didn't want his father and brother to be involved, so he persuaded him."

Bo Langjun took the teacup from Luo Jiaojiao's hand and looked at her helplessly.

He knew Luo Jiaojiao's nature well, so he could only tell her the content of the letter.

"Whoever has the ability should stand up early! Then Zhaoqi won't die, right?"

Luo Jiaojiao had also met Zhao Qi, and felt sorry for his untimely death.

"What the imperial court needs is a loyal king!"

Bo Langjun put down his teacup and looked at the slightly immature Luo Jiaojiao in front of him with a wry smile.

"Wouldn't it be difficult for King Minyue?"

Luo Jiaojiao was not stupid, and immediately felt sorry for King Minyue's situation.

"Yes! Originally, Zhao Qi was the best candidate, but he had an accident. This is the real reason why he couldn't afford it."

Bo Langjun looked at Luo Jiaojiao meaningfully.

"But other people didn't know the stakes, so Zhao Qi was poisoned to death!"

Luo Jiaojiao already understood!

"King Zuoshan understood, so he refused to let his son inherit the position of prince of Minyue Kingdom."

Mr. Bo Lang crossed out the names of King Zuo Shan and his second son Zuo He.

Next, he raised his strokes and wrote the name of King Minyue.

Seeing Bo Langjun's pen hanging in the air, Luo Jiaojiao seemed to be hesitating for something?This made her suddenly want to know who made his husband so difficult to make a decision!
Luo Jiaojiao's eyes were sore, in the blink of an eye, Bo Langjun's pen and ink fell under the name of the second prince, mother and concubine.

"It's the one in the cold palace!"

When Luo Jiaojiao was walking around in the palace, she once heard the palace people talking about the second prince's mother and concubine privately.

"At first, she was the most suspected, but after I met her, I found that she didn't know about Zhao Qi's death at all!"

Bo Langjun recalled the scene when he went to see the second prince's concubine, Mrs. Rong.

"That's not certain! Zhao Qi is poisoned slowly, and when he will die is uncertain!"

Luo Jiaojiao said something casually, which made Mr. Bo frowned.

"I really didn't expect this level! Madam is the best!"

Mr. Bo Lang ticked Mrs. Rong's name again.

"I'm just figuring it out, I can't take it seriously!"

Luo Jiaojiao hastily grabbed Bo Langjun's wrist.

"A woman's intuition is sometimes quite accurate!"

Bo Langjun put down his pen and wrapped his arms around Luo Jiaojiao's waist, looked at her bright eyes and smiled.

"Business is important!"

Luo Jiaojiao pushed Bo Langjun's arm away with blushing cheeks.

"Ok!"

Mr. Bo Lang took a deep breath, calmed down and continued to look at the relationship map of the main characters of the Minyue King's family he drew.

"The key person is the concubine who poisoned Prince Zhaoqi! It's time to interrogate her tomorrow!"

Mr. Bo Lang pointed to the name of Xing Shi, who used to be the queen's personal servant with his ivory white slender fingers.

"She is so important, why did the main messenger behind it let her live until now?"

Luo Jiaojiao's words made Mr. Bo Lang stand up suddenly and said:

"Let's go now!"

"No! Husband! Is it too late now?"

Luo Jiaojiao looked at the hourglass road in the hall.

"go together!"

Mr. Bo Lang brought Luo Jiaojiao's white fox fur jacket.

"Oh!"

Luo Jiaojiao was willing to listen to Xing's confession.

Guided by a guard sent by Qiu Jingshan, Bo Langjun and his wife came to the torture room in the palace.

A master of the inner court of the palace was guarding the door of the execution room.When he saw someone approaching, he asked who it was?
"Uncle Guo came to ask questions, and you still don't open the door?"

The guard who led Bo Langjun and his wife said anxiously.

"Didn't Uncle Guo come here just now?"

The inner court master lost his voice in surprise.

"broken!"

Luo Jiaojiao exclaimed.

Bo Langjun pushed away the inner court master and broke into the execution room, and saw Xing's bun tied to the wooden frame with his head hanging in a mess.

"Who dares to break into the execution room?"

The two servants guarding the Xing family put down their teacups and came over.

"Are you going to see if the person is still alive?"

Bo Langjun turned his head and whispered to Luo Jiaojiao beside him.

(End of this chapter)