The eyes she looked at him were clean and pure, and there was no impurities at all.
Such a pair of eyes, he had seen many years ago, belonged to that peerless woman.
It's just that she is dead, and those eyes have been given to others!
Chongmen Huan said as she spoke, her eyes were a little moist, and her voice was tactful and she tried to hold back her crying: "The concubine heard that two days ago, the emperor handed over the patrol battalion of the concubine's father to him, and she felt very uncomfortable, so she wanted to ask him what means he used to make the emperor do this!"
” She said this very naïvely, as if she was just looking for Qin Rufeng for her father's affairs.
Just to breathe a sigh of relief.
Yan Jiuming didn't speak, just looked at her, as if thinking about whether what she said was true or false.
Chongmen Huan knows how to speculate on Yan Jiuming's thoughts, and knows what he is thinking, she tried hard to show her innocence: "If the emperor doesn't believe in the concubine, you can ask Guogong and Xie Qingluan, they are all there, and they also know what the concubine and Qin Rufeng said!"
” In fact, how did Yan Ka and Xie Qingluan know what she and Qin Rufeng said, but she knew that these two people would definitely help her lie.
Because, they are counting on her to help them!
Hearing Yan Ka's name, Yan Jiuming's face was clearly even worse, and she could see from the corner of her eyes that the man's deep and cold face was gloomy and gloomy, like a dark sky outside, and darkness could cover her at any time, burying her alive under his knife-like eyes.
She didn't dare to make a mistake, looked at Yan Jiuming cautiously, and apologized softly: "I'm sorry for the emperor, the concubine is willful for a while, and she can't swallow that breath." ” This is like what a little girl should do, knowing that her father was angry above the court, so if she wanted to get angry, she went to Qin Rufeng, which is indeed a reasonable reason, even if Yan Jiuming wanted to pick a thorn, she couldn't pick it out, at most she would be punished for disobedience.
But Qin Rufeng's death was still a huge knot that haunted his heart.
Before he could pronounce the verdict on Qin Rufeng's matter, he actually died first.
This whole thing is full of weirdness, so he has to feel that there is a black hand in this harem that controls everything in secret, and he may already be in it.
This feeling made his scalp tingle, he had never been so passive, how could he tolerate it?
But in the face of Chongmenhuan's pure and harmless eyes, he really couldn't say anything serious, the things in the harem of this dynasty have always been so mysterious, how can Chongmenhuan, a sixteen or seventeen-year-old girl, be able to control it?
Perhaps, this matter has nothing to do with her.
Once such a thought was born, there was no way to change it, and he softened his tone and said, "Get up!
” Chongmen Huan felt that his body was numb, and he just wanted to stand up straight, but he stumbled to the side and almost fell.
A hand stretched out from the side, holding her tightly at a critical moment, Chongmenhuan's body rested on the strong hand, raised his head in fear, and fell into a pair of eyes.
She looked at Yan Jiuming, Yan Jiuming was also looking at her, time seemed to no longer flow, she saw her own reflection in his eyes, she looked panicked like that, it really didn't look like her.