Xia Qian thinks that she is not a saint, and she wants to go against a heroine with full golden fingers, which is the rhythm of completely looking for death, and she herself is not a Mary Sue, with colorful rainbow-colored eyes and stepping on colorful clouds. She knows very well what angle she stands on, what position she stands in, if she puts this matter in the era in which she lives, she is obviously the protagonist of "Female Supporting Counterattack XXX", the protagonist of "Maiden Upper XXX" It seems that she is not so lucky, what noble person she meets, or she gets some kind of martial arts cheats, and she can get to this point today, step by step, down-to-earth, and it takes her a lot of energy.

This mission, she didn't want to find the original owner's intended person, the original owner did something for him, and she hadn't been interested in the original owner before, let alone her. To prevent Wu Xinyue from ascending to the throne, revenge is the most urgent thing.

In the middle of the night, the silence around was terrible, as if something strange would emerge at any time, Xia Qian was dressed in black, and stood on the trunk of the tree with a black veil on his face, almost blending in with the night.

The reason why she appeared here was nothing more than to rush ahead of Wu Xinyue to see this Ninth Highness, Li Zimao. Speaking of this Nine Highnesses, he was frail and sickly, soaked in the medicinal soup almost every day, a few years ago, he went to a clean temple to recuperate, and his condition improved. No, the sound of carriages came from afar.

Looking at the decoration of the carriage, simple and simple but without losing the atmosphere, the coachman looked anxious, kept waving the horsewhip to drive the car, Xia Qian knew what was going on, and he didn't want to jump off the tree and land steadily in the middle of the road.

Suddenly there was a man in the middle of the road, and the coachman was also a man who had seen the world, and it seemed that most of the people's dress was not a good stubble, but when he saw that he was about to crash, he had to tighten the reins. "Phew-" The horse raised its front hooves and neighed.

Xia Qian looked at the horse's hooves that were close at hand, and couldn't help frowning, His Royal Highness Jiu's subordinates were really clever in this move, which was equivalent to giving her a loud slap.

"Who's coming?!" The coachman shouted, his right hand already gripping the hilt of the sword at his waist, and he was about to pull out the arrow.

Xia Qian looked sideways, arched his hand, and said loudly: "The little woman received the grace of His Royal Highness's biological mother when she was young, and she came to thank her, His Royal Highness Nine has been cultivating her body outside all the year round, and she has never had the opportunity to meet. ”

There was no movement from the people in the car, so the coachman said coldly, "Your Highness knows your intentions, it's late at night, so go home early." ”

Xia Qian didn't push it away immediately, but bowed slightly and said softly: "What if the little woman knows a little bit about medical skills?" ”

The coachman was stunned, and looked at the woman in front of him with a wary look, her words just now were obviously false, and she must have wanted to approach Her Highness with some purpose, he pressed the hilt of the sword in his hand, and prepared to unsheath it.

"Let her in." A faint voice sounded in the car, and a pair of beautiful hands poked out of the curtain and clenched the frame next to it.

"Your Highness, no." The coachman called anxiously, His Royal Highness returned to Beijing and chose to take this remote path, in order to avoid those villains who had suspicions about him, the road was far away, the carriage was bumpy, His Royal Highness's body could not bear it, the illness was temporary, the medicine was just used up, and then rushed to the capital overnight. Who knows, there is a Cheng bite gold on the road, and the purpose is unknown.

"It's okay," Li Zimiao lowered his voice, "This king wants to see, whose person is so bold that he dares to assassinate me?" ”

"But"

"There's Jingming." Li Zimiao lowered the curtain and sat back in place.

Xia Qian looked at them and I had a conversation, and deliberately lowered her voice, fortunately, she had a solid foundation in martial arts in this life, not only practiced the skills of the time when she returned to the rivers and lakes, but also learned the five elements and gossip techniques of the Xia family in this world, at first she felt boring, but later, the bigger she was, the more she felt that the formation was a good thing, and it was a good thing to hide the Heavenly Sword Alliance she had established, and she gave full marks to cover people's ears.

She hooked the corners of her mouth slightly, and said lightly: "The little woman didn't come to visit the patient today, but to deliver medicine." After saying that, he took out a small bottle from his cuff, stepped forward respectfully, and handed it to the coachman.

The coachman took it suspiciously, first opened the bottle to confirm whether there was any fraud, and then put it under his nose and smelled it, a strong medicinal fragrance emanated in the air, and the medicine used by His Highness had a familiar smell, but it was mixed with something, it didn't seem to be a □□, the coachman immediately stuffed the bottle and handed it in. "Your Highness, look."

Li Zimao's movements are the same as the driver's movements, but when he opens the medicine bottle, he knows what is inside, the master once said, the aftertaste of the herb is hard to find, if you can find the medicine, his illness may be more than a few more recovered. He only had a chance to meet him once or twice a year, but he didn't expect that this person actually condensed the aftertaste herbs and other herbs into pills, what kind of identity she was, and she seemed to know his affairs very well.

"Your Highness, the man is gone!" After handing over the pills, the coachman looked back and saw that Xia Qian's figure was long gone, and he couldn't help but exclaim, and secretly sighed in his heart, what a good skill.

"Jingming, go check where that person came from." Li Zimao couldn't put it down and stroked the bottle, and there was still the temperature of the owner of the bottle on it, thinking that his illness was likely to be cured, and immediately ordered.

"Yes." An afterimage flashed.

On the way back to Beijing, Xia Qian felt that there was someone behind him, and he was secretly happy in his heart, so he quickly shuttled through the streets and alleys, turned left and right, and Jing Ming saw that the people in front of him did not notice his whereabouts, and followed closely behind in a hurry.

"Light work is good," Xia Qian secretly praised in her heart, used her internal strength, a few ups and downs, and then stopped in a backyard, and after a while, the people inside squeaked open, she said a few words to the people at the door, and then walked in.

"Xiaoxiang Pavilion?" Jing Ming took a general look at the structure of this courtyard and came to a conclusion, suddenly remembered something, and stopped tracking it and returned the same way.

At this time, Xia Qian walked out of the side outside the door, looked at Jingming's figure in the distance, couldn't help but hook the corners of his mouth, and the trap was set.

Originally, it was Wu Xinyue who came out to rescue Li Zimiao, not far from the city, she met His Royal Highness who was dying, and then came to the rescue, and when she left, Wu Xinyue had no intention of leaving a handkerchief, and he found out her identity, thus changing her opinion.

This time, she deliberately led his subordinates to chase here, Xiaoxiang Pavilion, which seems to be an ordinary teahouse, but this name is Li Zihao's mother's maiden name, and few people know it, I don't know whether it was intentional or unintentional, in short, it can attract his attention.

What she said before was not casual nonsense, Li Zihao's mother did save the life of the original owner before her death, but it was a long time ago. The reason why she chose Li Zimiao was nothing more than to let him fight against the Seventh Highness, Li Zixiu.

The enemy of my enemy is my friend.

Finally, this day ushered in the day of Wu Xinyue's duel with the prince. Xia Qian prepared early and followed Wu Xinyue to visit the temple fair in the capital.

The history of temple fairs has a long history, and every autumn harvest year, a week-long temple fair is held to celebrate the whole country, and we hereby thank the god of harvest. Over time, the temple fair evolved into an invitation for young men and women to meet here, so that they could not avoid suspicion, and secondly, they could celebrate together, which contributed to many good stories of talented women.

The lights are bright, the streets are bustling, and they are not lively. Wu Xinyue walked ahead with great interest, looking around curiously, she didn't have to deliberately pretend to be crazy and stupid when she went out this time, wearing a light veil was much easier to move, Xia Qian also covered her face, and looked around from time to time to pay attention to the situation.

Suddenly there was a commotion in the crowd, some reserved ladies pushed me, and kept rushing to the southeast, it seems that His Royal Highness the Prince appeared, this temple fair is His Royal Highness the Prince, His Royal Highness, and the Seventh Royal Highness presided over by His Royal Highness the Emperor Xià, when the three Royal Highnesses appeared on the high platform at the same time, the guards of the capital almost couldn't stop the people under the stage desperately rushing up, wanting to see the truth.

"It's just that he has a good skin and was born into a wealthy family." Wu Xinyue said disdainfully, and deliberately lowered her voice in the crowd.

Xia Qian looked sideways slightly, although she couldn't see her expression at this time, but from her eyes, she could see that she didn't have much affection for these highnesses, in front of the world, the princes got along very harmoniously, who knew that they used all kinds of means behind their backs, in order to ascend to the only throne one day in the future and control the world. At this time, Wu Xinyue didn't know that the person who had saved her life many times and gave her a helping hand was the Seventh Highness, Li Zixiu, but Li Zixiu had already known her true face. Later, when Wu Xinyue knew that the masked man in black was Li Zixiu, she was so angry, and she thought about it, even if she didn't know martial arts on weekdays, she also played tricks with her, changed her ways to flirt with others, and changed her personality when she met again. How could Wu Xinyue not be angry.

The Seventh Highness, who is gentle and elegant, is rumored not to participate in the party and government, and is happy and happy, who knows that there is a big bad wolf with a black belly behind him? Xia Qian pursed the corners of his mouth, lowered his eyes, and remained silent.

His Royal Highness the Crown Prince read a lengthy speech, Wu Xinyue was sleepy and just wanted to sleep, yawned a few times, Xia Qian leaned forward and asked, "Miss is tired?" Do you want to go back to the pavilion and take a rest? ”

"Well, it's time to go back to the boring ceremony." Wu Xinyue said lazily, turned around and was about to leave.

"Oops, I'm sorry to bump into you." Before she left the front desk, someone who couldn't stand on her legs steadily, fell directly on her, and ripped off her face towel with one hand. When Wu Xinyue saw the person who came, her face was blue with anger, and she happened to be her good sister. The second miss of the Wu family, Wu Miaorou.

The two stared at each other for a while, Wu Miaorou couldn't care about a pain in her calf, and covered her mouth in surprise and exclaimed: "You, aren't you a fool, Wu Xinyue?" I was surprised, when Wu Xinyue was stupid in the past, she was unkempt all day long, even if someone had tidied up her appearance, she soon became a dirt bun again, but this is okay, there is less of a face to rob the prince with her, which saves her a lot of trouble. But what's going on today, is Wu Xinyue's illness cured? Not only is she dressed up very decently, but her green little face without powder is like cream, tender as if it is about to drip water, her eyes are like water, with a bone-chilling cold, which is extremely incommensurate with her young age, but there is a kind of indescribable amazement.

However, when Wu Xinyue heard her words, her face immediately sank, and the people around her looked at her with their eyes when they heard that the famous fool in the capital was here.

As soon as the qiē went very smoothly, Xia Qian's figure retreated, avoiding everyone's gaze.