The blood jade bracelet is still warm, smooth and transparent, and it has been worn for a long time at a glance, which shows the owner's love for it.

Qiao Zhao still understands the truth that a gentleman does not take people's love, not to mention, the blood jade bracelet is a favorite of Princess Zhenzhen, but she is just an ordinary piece of jewelry, why should she accept the bracelet that people wear all year round and press the bottom of the box.

Qiao Zhao took the hand of the real princess, and in the other party's puzzled gaze, he put the blood jade bracelet back on for her.

Princess Zhenzhen bit her lip: "Miss Li, what do you mean by this?"

Could it be that you don't like her bracelet?

"I think His Highness looks better on this blood jade bracelet than I do. Qiao Zhao smiled and raised his hand, revealing a piece of his wrist, "I'm not as white as His Highness." ”

She went south for a few months, all the way to the wind and rain, it is good that she didn't tan off a layer of skin, and now it is a lot darker than before leaving Beijing, and it is estimated that it will take a winter to raise it back.

Princess Zhenzhen looked at it and found that she was really whiter than Qiao Zhao, if she insisted on stuffing the blood jade bracelet into others, it would be a bit of a burying person, so she no longer forced it, and said, "Thank you." ”

The relationship between the two was average, but at this time, standing next to the plum tree, there was a dark fragrance floating at the end of the nose, and they really couldn't find any topic to talk about for a while, so they were silently cold.

Princess Zhenzhen pulled her veil in embarrassment, and was thinking about saying something, when a gentle and gentle voice sounded: "The ninth sister is here." ”

A girl in a blue skirt walked from the side of the rockery, with a goose egg face, apricot eyes, forehead hair and eyebrows, and an elegant temperament.

Princess Zhenzhen frowned secretly, her face was not bored, and she introduced: "This is my eighth sister, this is Miss Li." ”

Qiao Zhao owed to the eighth princess: "I have seen Her Royal Highness the princess." ”

The eighth princess's eyes flowed, and she said with a smile: "This palace has long admired Miss Li's name, and I want to thank Miss Li for curing my ninth sister's face." ”

Princess Zhenzhen secretly rolled her eyes.

It's really annoying to step on her and pretend to be sisterly.

"Eighth sister, I still have something to say to Miss Li, let's go first. ”

"Nine sisters are slow. The eighth princess blocked the ninth princess in her way.

"Eighth Sister is still in trouble?"

The eighth princess lowered her eyes and said softly, "Eighth sister, I want to talk to Miss Li alone." ”

Qiao Zhao frowned secretly.

"Talking alone" is almost another way of saying that you are in trouble.

"The eighth sister has something to say. Miss Li is my guest and I am responsible for her. ”

The eighth princess bit her lip, and anger flashed in her eyes.

She can't eat people, and she's still responsible!

Taking a step back, even if she wants to do something, she is also a girl, what can she do?

However, for the ninth princess, the eighth princess is obviously unwilling to offend.

This sister is good-looking, and she will please the imperial grandmother, and her life in the palace is much better than her.

Her only self-satisfaction is that she can settle her family affairs in front of the ninth sister.

On that day, her father invited her to go to the imperial study with her ninth sister, and she understood that her father was thinking about their family affairs, and the concubine that her father liked should be very good.

It's easy to guess that if the pony is ordinary, her father won't ask her to go with the ninth sister. Thinking about the unpleasant place, the father was afraid that the future concubine would not be satisfied, so the dignified princess Liang became the one who was chosen.

Thinking of this, the eighth princess not only did not feel annoyed, but her heart was full of anticipation.

The ninth sister was unsightly at that time, and she had obviously become the chosen one, which meant that she would soon be able to leave this suffocating palace.

The mood of the eighth princess in the past few days is wonderful, but there is a trace of worry in her heart: when she was young, the palace people neglected to take care of her, leaving a scar on her forehead, which has been covered by bangs for many years, and she will definitely be seen by the concubine when she gets married in the future......

"If Eighth Sister doesn't want to say it, then we'll leave. Princess Zhenzhen tugged Qiao Zhao's hand.

"Ninth sister, you wait. The eighth princess knew that there was a real princess in her who couldn't put on the princess's majesty, so her heart lifted her bangs, "Miss Li, do you think the old scar on the forehead of the palace can be cured?"

Princess Zhenzhen's expression was slightly surprised.

She really didn't know that the eighth princess had always had a scar on her forehead.

The scar is not long, but it is quite deep, and it falls on the face, which is a very fatal thing for a girl.

Princess Zhenzhen couldn't help but look at Qiao Zhao.

Miss Li San cured her face, which was equivalent to giving her a new life, and she would not do such annoying things as overstepping her bounds.

Qiao Zhao looked at the scar on the eighth princess's forehead seriously, and bowed slightly: "You can try." ”

"Really?" The eighth princess's eyes lit up, and she couldn't help but hold Qiao Zhao's hand.

"Ahem. Princess Zhenzhen pulled Qiao Zhao's hand back from the eighth princess's hand.

If you have something to say, what do you do by pulling someone's hand?

"The ointment—" The eighth princess stopped talking.

Qiao Zhao suddenly understood what the eighth princess meant, and said with a smile: "The scar on the eighth princess's forehead is an old scar, and the ointment used by the ninth princess is not suitable, wait for me to go back and remix a bottle for His Royal Highness to try." “

"Then thank you, Miss Li. The eighth princess was overjoyed and invited Princess Zhenzhen and Miss Li to her bedroom as guests, but Princess Zhenzhen refused.

When sending Qiao Zhao out of the palace, Princess Zhenzhen said angrily: "You are good at talking." ”

Her eighth sister is not as kind as she looks on the surface, and she has a lot of thoughts.

Of course, family ugliness should not be publicized, she is not easy to say.

Qiao Zhao smiled: "It's just a matter of raising your hands." ”

The eighth princess's mother has some connections with her grandmother, and now she can be regarded as taking care of the eighth princess who lost her mother since she was a child, after all, she is really a gesture.

Hearing Qiao Zhao say this, Princess Zhenzhen didn't say more, caught a glimpse of the agarwood handbeads on her wrist, and endured it: "Miss Li, is this agarwood handbead given to you by Mrs. Shi?"

Qiao Zhao nodded.

Princess Zhenzhen's eyes flashed with envy: "Mrs. Shi is really good to you, I have seen Mrs. Shi wear this string of hand beads for many years, and I often rub it, it will definitely bring good luck to people." ”

At that time, people believed in gods and Buddhas.

"No wonder I've been lucky all the time, it's all because of Mrs. Toshi. Qiao Zhao subconsciously touched the beads of his hand, and a question couldn't help but rise in his heart.

Obviously, Princess Zhenzhen has been visiting Mrs. Wumei for many years, but Mrs. Wumei gave her Buddhist beads, is it really because she is more suitable for her eyes than Princess Zhenzhen?

Qiao Zhao returned to the mansion with such a trace of doubt, and skipped the matter of preparing the ointment for the eighth princess.

Xing Wuyang's case finally came to an end before the Yamen's annual routine seal, because the new general had not yet been decided, and the results of the disposal of the officials in Fudong were kept secret.

On the twenty-third day of the lunar month, it was the New Year, and the gloomy sky soon began to drift with snow, and the ground at the entrance of the vegetable market was washed by water over and over again, and it was still dark red.

The man in white with the power on his head gently patted the plain-clothed girl's shoulder: "Zhaozhao, don't look at it." It's time for Big Brother to go. ”

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