Soon after Jing Xie left, a boy of eleven or twelve years old came to the iron-making office, carrying a silver knife. Pen ~ Fun ~ Pavilion www.biquge.info it seems that it may be a little eunuch from the palace, the iron man squinted, and treacherously stretched out a number: three.

The boy stood there, not moving. His eyes were sharp, and he suddenly saw the two knives in the furnace that had not yet been completely melted, and frowned: "Who deserved it?" ”

This kind of patterned silver knife can only be found by queens. His name is Chongjin, the third prince of the Jin Dynasty.

The iron man thought thoughtfully, thought about the girl just now, hurriedly returned the things to the boy, and handed over ten taels of silver: "Childe, I can't do this business, you better find another place!" ”

Chongjin: "You dare? ”

The Iron Man smiled and rolled up his sleeves.

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In the capital, the most prosperous area, Jing Xie is in a small teahouse, at ease. A bowl of noodles, a cup of tea, a glass of wine.

Opposite the small teahouse, there is a rouge wine shop, and the girls who go in and out of it are more handsome than the other, and each is more amorous than the other.

Jing Xie took a closer look, and the son who went in and out was also more beautiful than the other, and the clothes on his body were also more precious and gorgeous than the other. Jing Xie propped his chin and was thinking thoughtfully, when his waist suddenly lightened.

Glancing at it, I saw that it was a half-grown child, holding her purse in her hand, the corners of her lips were upturned, and her eyebrows and eyes were smiling like peach blossoms, sinister and sinister.

Jing Xie didn't have the intention of beating such a young child, so he laughed and hooked his finger in his direction.

Chongjin snorted and laughed back, following the smell he followed her for a long time, thinking that it was a weak girl, maybe she escaped from the palace. But suddenly a chopstick flew in, Jing Xie was afraid that he really didn't know what to do, so a chopstick picked his wrist holding his wallet.

Chongjin let go of his hand painfully, and hurriedly squatted down and picked it up again.

Jing Xie didn't move, but hooked his hand, smiled, learned the appearance of the second uncle, and put his other hand against his chin, the cheeky one was called a wonderful one, the skin smiled and didn't smile, with the three points of tiredness in his eyes, and seven points of seriousness.

After a while, the corners of Chong Jin's mouth twitched, could it be that he was a brocade guard beside his father?

Chongjin flattened his mouth, moved to the table, and pushed things on the table: "Can you not tell my mother?" ”

Jing Xie was shocked: "Why not? ”

Chongjin: "She, she has a bad heart." ”

Jing Xie suddenly realized that his aunt was hopeful.

Chongjin replied in fright, in case this person is the emperor's person, then, it is a serious crime for the prince to leave the palace, and the recent palace turmoil, he can't catch the adulterer, but will block the mother concubine! I was in a hurry.

Jing Xie put away the gesture that scared him, thinking about it, this little prince, she can't provoke, she took the money bag and put it away, supported her chin with both hands, and had a negotiation posture: "Well, if you help me with one thing, I won't tell your mother concubine, and besides, I can also help her do other things." ”

Jing Xie smiled faintly, she said vaguely, when Chongjin's half-grown child heard it, what did she realize, could it be that she had other tricks for her mother?

So he agreed: "Okay, I promise." ”

After speaking, he puffed out his cheeks and was about to walk a tightrope,

A glass of wine was pushed over from the other side.

Jing Xie: "Drink." ”

Chongjin didn't dare to resist, and it was hard to say that he couldn't drink, how could the dignified prince of the Jin Dynasty not even touch some wine?

Jing Xie laughed, she has always been extra vigilant about the living, but for this child, she always feels that there is an emotion: fun.

The brows are stretched, the cheeks are like two gorgeous peach blossoms, and the smile hides an undeniable success.

Chongjin knew the plan, but he would get drunk when he was drunk, and he would faint when he was drunk, and he had no ability to parry, so he only said before closing his eyes vaguely: "My sister is so beautiful, she won't kill me, right?" ”

Jing Xie laughed, from entering the Xiaoyao Gate to Ji Xuan, there were really few people who praised her.

It's just that this half-grown child, who looks embarrassed, can't he get drunk with a little wine?

When he woke up, Chongjin's eyes widened and his hands and feet were tied to the bench. Frightened: "A soldier can be killed, but not humiliated." ”

Jing Xie smiled: "I don't need to insult you, you just need to tell me which concubine in this painting belongs to the concubine in the palace." ”

Chongjin looked at it, and his face turned pale: "What do you want?" ”

Jing Xie waved his hand: "It's not good, I came to Beijing to join my aunt, but I don't have a portrait of her, I only remember that she has such a bracelet on her wrist." If you can tell me, it will be very good. ”

Chong Jin breathed a sigh of relief: "This kind of bracelet, many people in the palace wear it, what is your aunt's name?" ”

Jing Xie thought for a while: "Ming, Mingjin." ”

Chongjin took it in one bite: "Concubine Ming is my mother, you are here to take refuge, should you be sincere to me?" ”

Jing Xie smiled stupidly: "Then you should call me sister." ”

Chong Jin's embarrassed face, which was originally red with anger, turned green, then green again, and finally blackened into a line.

This woman, really, really deserves to die.

Along the way, Chong Jin was indignant, and the corners of his mouth were high. Jing Xie was afraid of accidents, so he gave him a beauty pill, lied that it was poison, and asked him to take him to the palace to find his aunt.

Chongjin guided her to sneak in quietly from the back of the palace, and the palaces around this area were the east and west palaces of the harem.

Chongjin was extremely afraid of being discovered by other people in the palace, and he fled the palace without permission, so he was apprehensive along the way, but Jing Xie was different, and he saw a crimson color on the opposite side from a distance, like the light of a crimson night pearl mentioned by the master.

Jing Xie patted him on the back, wanting to get closer to see this rare magnificence. Chongjin bowed his head and frowned.

The night was still silent in the mist of the palace burned yesterday, and the light emitted by the night pearl was like the red sun rising in the clouds.

"Grandma, she, is she really dead?" ”

"Niangniang, you are thin, let's go back and rest more!"

"Grandma, you tell me. ”

"Ming, Concubine Ming just went out to do something and ran into some trouble, but the rescue soldiers have already passed."

The queen took a deep breath: "That's good, it's good." ”

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Take a hard breath, take another breath, this, look again, Chongjin is still standing in the same position, with nervousness in his eyes and a hint of anticipation.

Jing Xie closed his eyes, her aunt had an accident, and she still didn't tell Chongjin.

Chongjin was surprised by her pale face: "You, are you okay?" ”

Jing Xie walked up to him and waved his hand: "I don't want to see my aunt today, why don't you go to drink with me?" ”

Chongjin frowned: "Why?" ”

Jing Xie was dumbfounded, looking for an excuse. One bite is fixed: "I'm out of love!" ”

Chong Jin shook his head slightly, not believing.

Jing Xie coughed: "I was violated by my marriage and fled down the mountain, and I just heard someone over there discussing young men and women who have not yet married in the court, and my heart aches. ”

Chong Jin heard another meaning, not trusting her, but suddenly remembered the invitation he saw in the hall a few days ago, and asked in a lost voice: "Is it the Xuanwu Division, one of the four protectors of the Wuling Division-Zhiming?" ”

Jing Xie shook his head: "No." ”

Chongjin shook his head, "Could it be that you are mistaken, or, you are mistaken?" ”