The imperial concubine has been flipped again

Chapter 982 With some intentions
"She is not as easy to deal with as the other women in the harem. Your father's poison was caused by her."

Beiqing's voice was deep and his expression was serious.

"When you are by his side, even your closest relatives will be affected."

Beiqing added a sentence.

It's just that Su Xi didn't listen to the last sentence at all.

There was a sudden pass between her eyebrows, and the fists in her cuffs were suddenly clenched.

Back then when her father fell ill suddenly, she didn't have time to think about some things.

Thinking about it now, he suddenly became seriously ill when Ling Juncheng decided to go to Liangyue. Someone must have planned to tie her down and not let her go with Ling Juncheng.

Without him by her side, it would be much easier to start.

I don't know, he came back early
"Thank you for your reminder, I will be on guard against her." Out of emotion and reason, treat your benefactor politely and respectfully, "Dare to ask Mr. Beiqing, what do you want?"

Su Xi was not interested in his identity, but wanted to know his ultimate purpose.

He obviously had some intentions, but he helped her again, and now he told her to beware of Xianyin.

The only thing that can be ruled out now is that Beiqing and Xianyin are not accomplices.

"Maybe on that day, you will understand what I want."

Beiqing turned around, standing tall and tall. Tonight, he was shrouded in the cold night of candlelight, adding a kind of melancholy and loneliness that could not be seen normally.

He didn't want to talk too much, so Su Xi naturally didn't ask too much.

Although I don't know what day he was talking about.

Just when he was about to continue asking about Wuhuang's whereabouts, he didn't say anything for a moment, and left through the window.

The speed was so fast that Su Xi only caught a black corner of her clothes.

Su Xi sat at the table, feeling uneasy for a long time.

Xianyin, what a terrifying woman.

Now that she knows that Cai'er is not dead and is still taken in by her, she probably won't bother to pretend to be that pitiful appearance that everyone can bully when they meet again in the future.

Su Xi suddenly wanted to meet her for a while.

Instead, thinking that Ling Juncheng sent people to find Wu Huang and Yan Fei's whereabouts, she was already crazy, and she should tell him about Beiqing's visit.

Follow the clue of Beiqing, and you will definitely find them.

"Mai Sui, although I will go to the Hall of Mental Cultivation."

Su Xi called Maisui, took a robe and put it on.

"Your Majesty, is there something urgent to go to the Hall of Mental Cultivation in such a hurry?"

Maisui held the lamp, suspicious for a while.

The master has never been so anxious to go to the Hall of Mental Cultivation to find the emperor, and he is still ignorant.

"Well, it's urgent." Su Xi quickened her steps.

Before she walked out of the yard, she saw Zhang Deming walking quickly towards her.

"Imperial Concubine, it's okay, you haven't rested yet," Zhang Deming bowed his waist, panting, "The emperor ordered the servants to come and invite you to the Hall of Mental Cultivation."

"Your majesty and your empress are really connected, and your empress is about to go to the Hall of Mental Cultivation." Maisui grinned happily.

Su Xi walked ahead, went out, and quickly got into the soft sedan that Zhang Deming had prepared when he came.

Hall of Mental Cultivation.

The man who ruled the world locked his eyebrows deeply, and stood in front of the window of the inner hall with his hands behind his back. His tall body was elongated and reflected by the moonlight.

The atmosphere in the hall is quiet, you can hear the needle drop, and the air is filled with a strong smell of traditional Chinese medicine, which is so strong that people can't help but frown upon smelling it.

It wasn't until the door of the inner hall was pushed open that the figure in front of the window turned his head.

"Xixi, here we come."

Looking at Su Xi who was walking towards him, he curled his lips and smiled gently, dispelling the haze buried between his brows.

(End of this chapter)