“The Emperor, Chen, Lou Xi Yan has an important matter to report.” A clear and moist voice came though from a distant.
Just when Zhou Qing, herself, believed that she would die soon, Yan Hong Tian finally let go of his hands.
Zhuo Qing escaped with her strength and fell on the ground, strived heard to breathe, she considered this personal experience just like Lou Xi Yan’s asthma suffocating pain.
No longer looking at Zhuo Qing, Yan Hong Tian returned to the long table in front of the palace hall and sat down, clearly said: “Come in.”
Lou Xi Yan was walking steadily to come, seeing Zhuo Qing clearly who was sitting on the ground with somewhat a torn clothing and distinct five fingerprints on her neck, he did not say anything, only walked in front of Yan Hong Tian to salute and say: “Pay respect to The Emperor.”
Zhuo Qing recovered a little bit of her strength with great difficulty, she struggled to stand up and lifted her eyes to watch. Not sure whether Lou Xi Yan was intentionally or accidentally blocking her in front with his body to separate Yan Hong Tian’s threatening line of sight.
Looking at Lou Xi Yan, Yan Hong Tian’s complexion was somewhat complicated and he did not have the time to plunder at Zhuo Qing, Yan Hong Tian serenely asked: “Xi Yan, have you seen the character tattoo on her body?”
Oh no!
Zhuo Qing shouted secretly!
Yan Hong Tian’s move was a good one, if Lou Xi Yan told him he had not seen it, in that way he would be able to guess that she might be lying and she had absolutely not been together with Lou Xi Yan. If Lou Xi Yan was a little bit intelligent, listening to his connotation to want to help her and say that he had seen the character tattoo, thus Lou Xi Yan was aware that she was Qing Ling, yet he wanted her, as a matter of fact, he deceived the monarch?!
Zhuo Qing’s heart was anxious, the face could not have a slightest amount of expression either, because Yan Hong Tian’s pair of black eyes were staring at them coldly. Both people had not exchanged expressions, Zhuo Qing’s heart was cold partially.
Lou Xi Yan muttered to himself irresolutely for a moment, raised his head slowly, felt slightly embarrassed, he answered: “The sky was extremely dark, Chen had not seen it clearly, only saw vaguely that the chest seemed to have one character.”