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All this, all tell her faintly, Ouyang Changluo's death, may have another secret!

Outside the palace, a gust of wind suddenly appeared on the flat ground, blowing straight into the palace. The wind was chilly.

Zhao Wanxi narrowed her eyes, as if to confirm her conjecture. This brief calm did not last long. Joan came in from the outside, walking in a hurry.

With a faint worried look on her face, she bowed and said, "madam, the emperor wants you to go to Changjing palace."

At a glance, Zhao Wanxi understood Joan's worried look.

As soon as something happened to Changjing palace, she was called over. It really reminds us of Ouyang Changluo's death.

With a smile and a calm look, she said to Joan, "Joan, make up for me."

Zhao Wanxi directly sat down in front of the neat dresser and looked up at the gorgeous beauty in the mirror. "Since the emperor let us go, there is no reason why we should not go."

Joan Yiyan lowers her eyebrows to the back of Zhao Wanxi and gathers her black hair. She has a pair of skilful hands, easy to pull up a beautiful Liuyun bun.

The slender wrists fly, and Zhao Wanxi has been dressed up.

Finally, she reached for a dress and smoothed the corner of Zhao Wanxi's clothes. She raised her head and laughed, "lady, make up."

Seeing the more beautiful woman in the mirror, Zhao Wanxi gently pulled out a wisp of smile on her lips, "OK, let's go."

Before and after, the time spent on dressing up is only half an hour.

After a wide road, and then stepping on the smooth cobblestone paved road, we arrived at Changjing palace.

Zhao Wanxi took a slight breath and stepped in.

Leng junao and Ouyang Huajing were sitting in the main hall. They sat opposite each other. Today, I don't know whether it was a coincidence or an intention. Ouyang Huajing was wearing a plain white dress, but it was in response to the scene.

Her eyes were still red and swollen, and it was obvious that she had just cried.

Leng Jun Ao is slowing down a little voice to persuade, there is impatience between the eyebrows and eyes.

Ouyang Huajing noticed the arrival of Zhao Wanxi almost in an instant. Beauty is like this. As soon as she comes in, she can attract everyone's attention. Almost all the brilliance falls on her.

"The emperor."

Zhao Wanxi nodded slightly and stood aloof.

Almost for a moment, Leng junao swept away his sad face and said with a smile, "here comes the queen."

Ouyang Huajing saw that Leng junao's attitude towards them was obviously different. There was a trace of malice in her eyes.

"Sister queen, I But what can I do? Sister Huang just left. I'll be left alone in the Nanlin palace later... "

After the ceremony, Ouyang Huajing couldn't help but leave two lines of clear tears in her eyes. She was really sad when she heard it, and the listener was in tears.

The relationship between Ouyang Huajing and Ouyang Changluo is excellent. This is what Zhao Wanxi heard from Joan these days.

Now she can't help but feel sad and moved.

Zhao Wanxi could not help comforting her by saying: "people will always die, and Princess Li's younger sister should be more open."

Ouyang Huajing heard this, but it changed her taste.

She suddenly raised her head, staring at a pair of red eyes, "the Queen's sister said is light, I have a good relationship with the emperor's sister, she is the biggest concern of my life."

"The Queen's elder sister must have never experienced such pain before she could be so indifferent."