After Su Wanrong's words came to an end, Xue Yanzhi pursed his lips and looked at her with his eyes, and was silent for a long time.

It was so long that Su Wanrong felt that telling her that the person who poisoned her in her previous life was just a cover. This person was just deliberately luring her out of it, expressing or complaining, and the anger he thought was self-righteous.

She was completely out of patience. When she was about to call Yi Cui Ningxiang outside directly in, the man standing in front of her raised his lips slightly, and a bitter smile appeared on his lips that Su Wanrong could not understand at this time.

"You really want to know this?"

Su Wanrong asked him with a smile: "If I don't want to know, do you think I will appear here today?"

Xue Yanzhi pursed his lips and said nothing.

His expression made Su Wanrong confirm that Xue Yanzhi, who had memories of her past life, must have known something. She didn't want to know who the person who poisoned her in her previous life? Of course she wanted to know. Even if it were any other person, even if all the things in this life were slowly changing, she didn't want her previous life to die unjustly.

Su Wanrong continued to ask, "My second sister...is Su Shiwen. Is she related to my death in my previous life?"

In fact, she had already begun to doubt her heart since she was dying in her previous life. Since she was driven out of the mansion by the newly acquired concubine of the Prince of Qi's Mansion, she wandered alone on the streets of Chang'an City for several days. Except for other beggars who had no motive to poison her, she had never contacted anyone at all.

And that Su Shiwen was the first person she had seen before her death. Thinking back to her second sister, the harsh words she used to ridicule and mock her...

However, when Xue Yanzhi heard the man's name, he shook his head.

"It's not her." He said slowly: "The poison in your previous life was a chronic poison. It took a long time to take it to produce the effect. This was confirmed by the doctor who later diagnosed you. But before you died, you passed by your second sister's bedroom and didn't even have direct contact. She wouldn't have the chance to poison you."

Speaking of this, Xue Yanzhi paused for a moment, looking at her with obscure eyes, and after a while, he opened his lips and sighed and continued: "Besides, your second sister died in the palace just two days after you died. It seemed that someone deliberately kept it a secret, and no one knew how she died. In short, the death was extremely miserable, no less than you."

Su Shiwen actually died, which surprised Su Wanrong.

But in this situation, she had no time to take care of others, stared at Xue Yanzhi's eyes, and asked again: "Who is that, who killed me."

Xue Yanzhi still shook his head.

He said, "I am not sure who it is. The only thing I can tell you now is that the only thing I have in your previous life was chronic medicine. Anyone may poison you, so beware of those around you."

The person around her?

Su Wanrong frowned.

She had thought about whether Xue Yanzhi would lie to her. If he had just said someone's name at this time, Su Wanrong would have doubts. Until here, Su Wanrong believed that what he said was true, after all, he had no reason to deceive her in this matter.

But, in her previous life, who was with her side, and who was motivated to poison her with such incomparable means?

Madam Zhou died earlier than her, not to mention that Su Wanrong believed that her nanny would never harm her. Who else could it be? Is it Xue Yanzhi's mother, or the newly adopted concubine of the Prince Qi's Mansion, the scheming and arrogant concubine?

Just as she was thinking so secretly, Xue Yanzhi suddenly spoke again: "Emperor Yuan of Jin and the man who appeared in the Grand Tutor's Mansion two years ago were the same person."

This is not a question, his tone is very certain.

At that time, Xue Yanzhi and that man had a head-on confrontation. It was not surprising that Xue Yanzhi was able to recognize him. After all, although Su Wanrong had never seen the true face of Emperor Yuan of Jin in her previous life, Xue Yanzhi, who was the King of Qi, must have seen him more or less. Moreover, this person has always been meticulous, so it is normal for him to appear.

She did not nod, nor did she shake her head. This is the default.

Xue Yanzhi smiled bitterly.

The final outcome of that man was not very good.

It was also happened shortly after Su Wanrong's death. Emperor Yuan of Jin in his previous life didn't know what happened suddenly, but his temperament seemed to change drastically overnight.

A person who was originally irritable and cruel has only become more and more shady and unstable.

Almost without reason, in an extremely cruel and violent manner, the three thousand concubines in the harem were killed without exception. Until a long time later, the entire palace seemed dead, and every corner was filled with a panic-what smell of blood.

In fact, although Emperor Yuan of Jin was not a kind emperor before, he was a strict and diligent person. But I don’t know when it started, but the emperor didn’t even go to the morning court. He lay on the dragon bed all day long, drinking heavily, and looked listless.

Whoever persuades him will kill him, which is completely unreasonable.

All civil and military officials were trembling and worried all day long.

Some people say that Emperor Yuan of Jin owned the world, but people went crazy. Some people say that Emperor Yuan of Jin was originally a madman, and once he gained supreme power, he would do whatever he wanted.

Later, Xue Yanzhi only heard that Emperor Yuan of Jin believed in the words of treacherous ministers and took a magical medicine that is said to make people as if they were ascending to the Pure Land and forgetting all the sorrows of the world.

People like Emperor Yuan of Jin have already belonged to him. What other sorrows can he have to forget?

But it seems that anyone who is in a high position is inexplicably happy to be so-called elixirs that can live forever or forget their sorrows.

In the end, whether it was accidentally eaten by poison or excessive drinking, it was no longer important. No matter which one it was, it was caused by Emperor Yuan of Jin.

Xue Yanzhi didn't care about how Emperor Yuan of Jin died in his previous life.

He could not get Su Wanrong himself, after all, he was wrong first. But, as he watched her marry such a madman who would eventually be blinded by power and desire, a murderer who was completely inhumane. He couldn't do it. As long as he was still alive, he wanted to try his best to stop it.

"You don't know what kind of person he is. Now he is good to you, you can only see one appearance. People will change."

The woman in front of her looked faint, and she didn't take his words to heart at all. Xue Yanzhi was also anxious, and couldn't bear to tell her the bloody and dirty things in her previous life. She just continued to persuade her without being discouraged:

"That man is extremely lonely and affectionate. He doesn't even care about himself, so how could he care about others? Wanwan, I was sorry for you in my previous life, but he, but he is definitely not your good match..."

At this moment, the carved nanmu door of Accord creaked and was pushed open. Yicui walked in from outside.

"Empress, the time is up, it's time to send the third prince back to the clan's mansion."

Su Wanrong heard what she wanted to hear, and had not put her mind on what Xue Yan said later. At this time, Yicui walked over to her, and Su Wanrong slowly put her hand over.

"Since the third prince has nothing else to do, I will go back to the palace first. The carriage that sent the third prince back to the clan mansion has been marching under the teahouse, so the third prince should not delay the time."

As if he hadn't heard what Xue Yanzhi said just now, after Su Wanrong's voice fell lightly, the wind in the corner of her eyes did not turn off Xue Yanzhi.

She stood up slowly from the seat, and carefully supported her, and walked out of the teahouse with a graceful posture.

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After Su Wanrong left the teahouse, she sat back to Fengyan again. The teahouse was not far from the palace, but when they actually arrived, it was still noon after noon.

I didn't know what was wrong along the way, just now it was clear outside the sky. A rumbling thunder suddenly heard outside the chariot, and heavy rain poured in. Under the layers of dark clouds, the entire imperial city seemed to be covered by a piece of gray smoke in an instant.

The Fengcai stopped directly at the entrance of Fengyi Palace where Su Wanrong lived. It was raining heavily outside. Yi Cui was afraid that the Empress would be wet, so she got off the sedan chair with Ningxiang first. She opened the spare brand new oil-paper umbrella and prepared to help the Empress down.

Unexpectedly, Su Wanrong had just lifted up the curtain of the sedan chair, and her eyes inadvertently swept towards the main entrance of the bedroom. She saw the tall figure standing on the side of the corridor column, and she was stunned in the original place.

The rain was very heavy, and the cold wind mixed with the cold rain was blowing towards us, making people's cheeks hurt. The sky was cloudy and heavy, but not far away, the man standing against the light at this time, looked ugly with his face covered in shadows.

From Su Wanrong's perspective, the man was wearing a black python cloak and looked burly and burly.

I don’t know how long I had been standing there. No one was holding an umbrella on the side, and the rain slowly flowed down along the firm lines of his cheeks. His head was soaked, and it stuck to his face so wet. His thick eyebrows were wet, which made the originally sharp eyebrows and eyes become deeper and colder.

Seeing the man's appearance, Su Wanrong's heart inexplicably shrank a little. Her lips were a little dry. She licked it and subconsciously stuttered, "You..."

Before a single sound could be made, amid a burst of lightning and thunder, the man with a gloomy face suddenly strided towards the direction of the phoenix chariot.

The burly and mighty man's face was dripping with a dripping face, and his body was filled with a terrifying and indifferent aura. He was so scared that Yi Cui and Ningxiang's face turned pale, and he wanted to kneel down and salute.

Yinmang glanced sideways with time and shouted, "Get out."

Immediately, my eyes fell back to the petite girl standing on the chariot.

The man was very tall, like a mountain. Su Wanrong was standing on the foot of the phoenix chariot at this moment, and she could only look at him in a height that was almost at the same level.

The man's angry look was too obvious, and she couldn't even try to ignore it. She vaguely felt the reason for his anger, and she took the person out of the clan's mansion without telling him in advance. It was wrong for her. Su Wanrong wanted to explain, but before her mouth was opened, the man's strong and thick arms had already reached over, and grabbed her suddenly, and with a slight force, she held her whole body with her legs and carried it up.

The feeling of inverting the brain was really impossible to feel comfortable. The man was strong and his shoulders were as hard as a stone, which made Su Wanrong's lower abdomen feel uncomfortable. The vast rain was pouring on the cold wind and washed directly on the two people. Su Wanrong's clothes were thin, and she was completely wet after just a few steps, sticking to her cold skin, making her mouth tremble.

She wanted to go down and walk by herself, but no matter how she exclaimed and struggled, the man held her calf with one hand and didn't move.

Until Su Wanrong slammed and kicked the man's waist and abdomen, he finally stopped. She thought the man was going to let him go, but she was about to breathe a sigh of relief, but she heard a crisp "pop". Before Su Wanrong could react, her buttocks were in a burning pain.

Su Wanrong was completely confused.

Immediately, there was a strong sense of shame mixed with anger, and it was mixed together in my heart.

He actually hit her, or in this way of teaching the child, he hit her and beat her...

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I actually really want to write an extra for you from Huang Sang in my previous life, but before the opening article, I set up f1ag. Before all three people with memories of my previous life appear, I cannot write extras, otherwise it will affect the reading effect.

Anyway, remember that Huang Sangjue was invincible in his previous life, wuwu.
Chapter completed!