Zhao Yi was weak and slumped on the chair, full of annoyance and annoyance. When he heard Lei Hong's words, he sat up in shock: "What did you say?"
Lei Hong: "The Imperial Concubine came back an hour ago and is now in Guanju Palace."
Came back an hour ago?
"How did she come back?" Zhao Yi couldn't believe it. He sent so many people to look for her. In order to prevent the news from leaking, Guanju Palace was sealed tightly. How could Ye Wanwan come back?
Lei Hong: "He suddenly appeared in Guanju Palace."
Zhao Yi calmed down after being shocked: "Appeared suddenly?"
Lei Hong: "My subordinates speculate that there may be a secret passage or a secret room in Guanju Palace."
In the past few days, the Forbidden Army has been searching, and the Leng family has also sent out their forces to look for it, but there is no trace. There is no trace of the Jin people, and there is no trace of Ye Wanwan.
Is it possible that Ye Wanwan never left Guanju Palace at all.
So, didn't he just get tricked?
The kidnapping of the imperial concubine and the assassins of the Kingdom of Jin were all deceived by him? The more he thought about it, the more he realized it was.
Ye Wanwan made up such an excuse just to escape from the poisoned wine and had the people he sent to be killed because she was afraid of being questioned.
"Ye Wanwan, how dare you tease me like this."
Zhao Yi waved off the memorial on the table, flicked his sleeves, and walked out angrily, as if he was going to Guanju Palace to find someone to blame.
The gate of Guanju Palace, which had not been opened for several days, slowly opened, and Zhao Yi walked in with eager steps and thunderous fury.
In Guanju Palace, it was extremely peaceful. Those who should sweep the floor were sweeping the floor, and those who should tidy up were tidying up. When they saw Zhao Yi coming in, they knelt down and saluted respectfully, as if everything was normal.
However, the more ordinary this place should be, the weirder it becomes.
Zhao Yi didn't notice anything unusual, but walked faster and faster. Lei Hong chased after him and couldn't help but persuade: "Your Majesty, you are weak, take care of your dragon body!"
Zhao Yi turned a deaf ear and walked inside. Finally, he entered the inner hall of Guanju Palace.
The main hall has long since been restored to its original state and has been cleaned very clean. The corpses and blood on the ground that day seemed to be just an illusion.
On the couch in the middle of the hall, Ye Wanwan was sitting elegantly in a red palace dress, with the skirt spread out like the tail wings of a phoenix hanging down.
Her phoenix crown with tassels and assorted rings were all gorgeous, but none of them were as dazzling as her face with exquisite makeup.
Ye Wanwan is beautiful. In addition to her own facial features, she is also nourished by all kinds of precious medicinal herbs and ointments that she has been pampered since she was a child. She is flawless from top to bottom. She is exquisite and beautiful even without makeup, let alone her paintings.
With exquisite makeup and gorgeous palace clothes, all the precious treasures in Guanju Palace are not as dazzling as her.
Even though he came with a lot of anger, when he saw this scene, Zhao Yi couldn't help but be amazed, his steps stopped, and then he slowly walked towards Ye Wanwan.
"I haven't seen you for several days. Where has your concubine gone?"
Although there was still anger, it was obviously suppressed a lot, and the questions he asked were not so sharp.
Ye Wanwan raised her eyes, her eyelashes were as long as crow feathers, and her eyes shone with a cold and charming light: "Go kill someone."
This answer really exceeded Zhao Yi's expectation: "Kill? Who?"
He felt that Ye Wanwan was joking and talking nonsense to him. Who could Ye Wanwan, a delicate girl like Ye Wanwan who couldn't lift her shoulders or resist, kill?
And Ye Wanwan replied seriously: "Wen Qing, or should I call him Zhao Qin."
Zhao Yi immediately changed his face: "Who? Do you know where he is?"
Ye Wanwan fiddled with the freshly painted danko on her hand. She hadn't seen such a bright red color for a long time. It was bright and eye-catching and she liked it very much.
"When Wen Qing came to Beijing, he tricked that fool Ye Shaoyang into sending him to Qiwu Villa. Later, he followed me to Liyuan and actually kidnapped me and sent me to the Jin Army Camp. Such humiliation and hatred are irreconcilable.
It's a pity that despite all my efforts, I couldn't find any trace of him. I never expected that not long ago I found out about his other identity, that he was actually the legitimate son of the former Sixth Prince Zhao Zhen."
After saying this, Ye Wanwan paused and looked at Zhao Yi: "Speaking of which, the Emperor has not visited me since he woke up. Is the Emperor feeling better?"
Zhao Yi looked complicated: "It's much better."
Ye Wanwan nodded: "It's a good thing that the emperor is well. I just heard that the emperor woke up that day and was about to visit me, but Yuan De brought me a glass of wine. The emperor couldn't wait to celebrate with me?
It's a pity that Zhao Qin suddenly appeared and knocked me unconscious, so I couldn't even drink the glass of wine."
Zhao Yi looked at Ye Wanwan solemnly, his eyes gloomy. Ye Wanwan spoke calmly, but Zhao Yi didn't think that she really didn't know anything.
It was an indisputable fact that she had put the arrow into his heart with her own hands, and he would not have thought that she was really that harmless.
"Zhao Qin took you away. Where did he take you? Where is he now? How did you come back?"
There were many doubts about Ye Wanwan and many reasons to make him angry, but now he ignored them. He only wanted to know about Zhao Qin.
"Tell me where he is."
Zhao Yi rushed towards Ye Wanwan, but Dong Yu and Ling Que blocked him.
"Get away!" Zhao Yi roared.
Naturally, Dongyu and Lingque would not retreat, and they even drew out a section of their swords.
Lei Hong was shocked and drew his sword and stepped forward: "Draw your sword against the emperor, are you going to rebel?"
The two of them were unmoved. Ye Wanwan looked at Zhao Yi across the two swords: "Didn't I tell the emperor already? I went to kill someone. I have a bad character. I will avenge the humiliation.
I have to die."
Zhao Yi didn't believe it: "Did you kill Zhao Qin?"
Ye Wanwan nodded.
Zhao Yi stared: "How could you possibly kill him?"
Ye Wanwan sneered: "If he insists on kidnapping me, I will naturally have the chance to kill him."
Zhao Yi didn't believe it, but at the same time he was frightened and his eyes turned red with excitement: "How could you kill him?"
Ye Wanwan raised her eyebrows: "What? Does the Emperor think Zhao Qin should not die?"
Zhao Qin deserves to die, but what about his antidote?
Even today, Zhao Yi wants to kill Zhao Qin to cover up the Queen Mother's scandal, but if Zhao Qin really dies, what will happen to the poison on his body?
"Where is he? Where is the body?"
Ye Wanwan smiled, pretending to be curious, and asked knowingly: "Why does the emperor care so much about Zhao Qin? Could it be that he has some relationship with the emperor?"
Seeing Zhao Yi's face getting more and more ugly, Ye Wanwan continued: "Then Zhao Qin colluded with the Jin Kingdom to attack Daliang, and also colluded with King Qing to rebel. He was such a rebellious minister, and if he is dead, shouldn't the Emperor be more happy?"
"Ye Wanwan!"
Zhao Yi shouted angrily: "Do you think I dare not kill you?"
Lei Hong led many forbidden troops. Hearing this, they all drew their swords. Zhao Yi only needed an order to rush over.
Ye Wanwan did smile, her eyes flashed and her posture was lazy: "What are you doing, Your Majesty? It's fine. Why are you still angry after talking about it?"