"As for the woman in the room, who is it? Did the Marquis of Chongyang see clearly?"
Marquis Chongyang, who was kneeling on the ground, curled his lips coldly.
"To report to your Majesty, the woman covered her face because of shame and her humble position did not allow her to see clearly. However, judging from the clothes scattered on the ground, they look like Miss Luo Er's clothes."
boom!
As soon as Marquis Chongyang finished speaking, someone in the crowd fell down with a thud.
"Madam, Madam, please wake up."
"Your Majesty, the Queen Mother, and the Duke's wife have passed out."
"In accordance with the wishes of the Ai family, go to the imperial hospital and ask the imperial physician to come and diagnose the pulse of the Duke's wife."
"yes."
Immediately, a eunuch quickly walked out of Zhichun Pavilion.
The Queen Mother looked normal and looked at Xiao Mingxuan without any reaction.
"Nine Kings, please go in and take a look."
On the side, Concubine Hu was about to stop her, but when she turned around and saw the Queen Mother's eyes, she held back again.
It doesn't matter if Xiao Mingxuan goes in, the matter is a foregone conclusion anyway. Wouldn't it be better for him to see with his own eyes that Luo Jiuli is fooling around with other people's men and being naked by a group of forbidden troops?
Mrs. Hu and Hu Bingyu looked at each other, with unspeakable meanings in their eyes.
Lu Xiyun, on the other hand, had a gloating expression on her face.
Zhao Wang Xiao Zhumo stood with his hands behind his hands. From the beginning, his expression was calm, neither sad nor happy, but now after seeing Sun Ting's body and what Marquis Chongyang said just now, the anger welling up in his eyes,
Even he himself has noticed it.
Does he have love for Luo Jiuli? There is no talk of love. After all, he married Luo Jiuli for the power behind her.
But it can't be said that there is no emotion. After all, the words of Brother Zhao Wang are still fresh in my ears.
But since when has hatred become stronger than emotion?
However, when he heard that the woman he had married was defiled by another man, his anger made him unable to restrain himself and wanted to whip the corpse to vent his anger.
He didn't understand what his mentality was, but his desire to tear Sun Ting into pieces was real.
Compared with Xiao Zhumo's complicated mood, Xiao Mingxuan looked coldly at the room that was emitting faint light. Behind him were pieces of scorched yellow dead leaves scraped from the trees. He was like facing a huge rock rolled by the waves.
Hard and slightly lonely.
He walked towards the room step by step, praying word by word in his heart.
Luo Jiuli, I know that’s not you, I believe that’s not you?
In the utility room, Luo Jiuli frowned tightly, clenched his fists, with tears in his eyes, biting his lower lip with his teeth, resisting the burning urge in his heart to rush out.
When his mother fainted, Xiao Mingxuan was forced to go into the house to see Shen Miaoqian who had changed her clothes.
Was she going to get out? She was going to rush out and tell them she was fine.
However, she was unwilling to give in, and those people tried their best to kill her.
Then, let’s be enemies until death.
Xiao Mingxuan finally raised his legs and climbed up the steps. His palms were trembling slightly. It had been many years. The last time his hands trembled was the first time he killed someone when he was young.
But tonight, a few steps away seems like a thousand miles away.
"Creak, bang!"
His fingertips lightly touched the door panel, and was immediately pushed open.
Regardless of whether it was Luo Jiuli or not, he had to face it.
The room was very dark, the oil lamp in the corner was glowing faintly, the incense had burned out, and there was a very faint aroma floating in the room, along with a strong smell of love between a man and a woman. Xiao Mingxuan clenched his fists tightly and frowned.
It became the word Sichuan.
He tried his best to restrain himself, suppress the furious flames in his heart, and looked at the woman on the bed.
The woman hid behind the thin quilt, her body under the quilt was still shaking slightly, she huddled tightly, and kept sobbing.
Under the bed, women's clothes were scattered all over the floor.
The moment he saw the clothes, his brain exploded with a bang and shattered into powder. He felt severe pain in his heart, as if someone had stabbed him in the chest with a knife.
Those were Luo Jiuli's clothes. He originally gave her the brocade, but she refused to wear it and insisted on wearing this plain-colored Liuxianqun.
"No, no."
After his eyes fell on the woman's hair on the bed, he froze.
Suddenly, joy bloomed again on the wound.
Luo Jiuli had a flying fairy bun on her head, dotted with a few plump and round pearls, but the woman on the bed, although her hair was messy, had a hairpin in her hair.
What's more, Luo Jiuli was so fierce that even his Snow Mountain White Eagle King almost died in her hands. How could something happen to a mere Sun Ting so easily?
What's more, she was not drunk when she left the imperial garden. What's more important, there was a palace maid and Shen Miaoqian who followed her.
Now, the palace maid and Shen Miaoqian have not appeared, nor have the people he sent to protect Luo Jiuli.
Is there a possibility that his Li'er is hiding and the woman on the bed is one of those two women?
As doubts arise in my mind, more possibilities arise.
Xiao Mingxuan no longer hesitated, strode forward, stepped over the scattered Liuxian group, and without any hesitation, went straight to the woman on the bed.
"Who are you? Look up?"
His voice was cold and angry. He probably guessed something?
The woman on the bed heard the sound, with fear in her eyes, but her shame prevented her from telling anyone.
The corners of Xiao Mingxuan's mouth curved into a contemptuous arc, making him even more certain that this was not Luo Jiuli.
Bang!
The tables and chairs were smashed to pieces with his palm.
"If you don't raise your head, your body will be shattered into pieces."
The woman on the bed was frightened and hurriedly raised her head, revealing a small and delicate face, with tear-stained lips and bloodless lips.
It's not Li'er. It's really not his Li'er.
Xiao Mingxuan's heart! It was like being roasted over a fire and then suddenly poured with a basin of cold water. It had never been so refreshing.
Now that he was sure it wasn't Luo Jiuli, he turned around and left the room without a moment's hesitation.
That woman is Shen Miaoqian. Is it possible? Shen Miaoqian is not simply close to Luo Jiuli, but is one of Hu Guifei and the others. Based on his understanding of Luo Jiuli, that hard-spoken and soft-hearted girl must have found out.
Shen Miaoqian was not an ally but an enemy, so he played into his trap.
Okay, okay, she is indeed the woman he likes.
Xiao Mingxuan was so happy that he really wanted to find that girl right now, hug her tightly, and comfort her warmly.
Standing at the door of the room, Xiao Mingxuan was so happy in his heart and so calm on his face, looking at the faces with different expressions in the yard, as well as the owners who were watching the excitement and not taking it too seriously.
I don’t know what the expressions of these people will be like after the results are announced.
In the crowd, the eyes of Hu Bingyu and Lu Xiyun were dancing with uncontrollable joy.
Especially Hu Bingyu, she was so excited and happy when she just heard the sound of smashing tables and chairs in the room.