Golden Age Of Phoenix: Tyrant’s First Class Virtuous Imperial Concubine

"Ok?"

Zhu Feng glanced at the veil, frowned, and said, "Isn't Li hurt someone to bring it back?"

"Yes."

"Brought to you?"

Nan Yan said: "He didn't say that. The veil was brought back with the letter and it was for the emperor."

"..."

Zhu Feng was silent for a while, then reached out and took the veil to take a look.

It looks like an inconspicuous veil, but when you touch it, you know that the texture is still different from the usual ones, especially when you are exposed to the sun, you can faintly see some special patterns on it.

Zhu Feng looked at it for a while, then suddenly chuckled.

Nan Yan originally thought he was going to be angry because of this veil, but who knows, he laughed again inexplicably.

However, he smiled, but after all, there was a bit of unhappiness in his eyes, and it was not clear for a while whether he was happy or angry.

Nan Yan looked at him in surprise: "The emperor, what's the matter?"

Zhu Feng glared at her again before saying: "This kid, you really picked it up."

"Ok?"

Nan Yan was more baffled.

Asked softly: "What's the matter?"

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Since they put Li Bushang under "house arrest" and Xie Jiaojiao went to see him, there has been no chance to see him since.

First, it was the people on the side of White Dragon City who were constantly discussing whether the plan of offering the city should continue.

The second is that Song Zhiwen has been blocking her intentionally or unintentionally.

When asked, Song Zhiwen only said that now is a more sensitive time, each of them should keep a little distance from Li Bushang-although, he may not be sure that Li Bushang was the murderer of Uncle Cheng, but he was filled with indignation. The Cheng family, members of the five major families in White Dragon City, must also have an attitude.

This makes Xie Jiaojiao tireless.

After finally getting dark, Song Zhiwen discussed with Murong Qiuming, and Xue Huai'en for a day, but they did not reach a result. Naturally, no one on either side could persuade anyone, and Xie Jiaojiao just looked on the wall. I didn't want to help anyone, so the question was put on hold.

Song Zhi asked, before returning to his camp to rest, he asked someone to ask, "Did you find any other clues?"

The guards below shook their heads: "Except for the knife, there is no other clue."

"that,"

Song Zhiwen looked up and saw Tian Ye and the others walking around in the camp, as if asking something. Seeing his gaze, the guard looked back and said, "Those Jinyiwei are too ignorant. I’m still asking questions at this time."

"What are they asking."

"Ask if anyone in the camp saw other people come and go on the night when the head of the Cheng family was killed."

"Then, is there any?"

"My son, you don't know us. If someone else does show up, can we report to my son earlier?"

Song Zhiwen nodded: "That's true."

He sighed lightly and said, "No matter, I'm going to rest. You guard the camp at night and don't let the previous situation happen again."

"My son, don't worry."

Xie Jiaojiao, who was standing at the door of his camp, saw him walking into the tent and immediately got out of the camp.

Turning around, he walked to the camp where Li was not injured under house arrest.

The guard and Jin Yiwei at the door naturally didn't stop her, Xie Jiaojiao directly opened the tent and walked in: "Hey, you--"

Before I finished speaking, I smelled a pungent **** smell.