Cough! See you tomorrow......

I heard that today is confession day, does anyone love me and miss me...... Can't eat, can't sleep?

Girls, it's served......

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Her little nineteen can't afford to wait......

Right now, she must go all out, take revenge first, and don't want to put it aside for a day.

To go back, not now.

Xia Chuqi gently pursed the corners of his lips and chuckled mockingly, "No." Nothing to see. ”

At the beginning of summer, Qiqi's eyes were slightly red, and he sighed. Meizi cried and asked, "Miss Seven, do you want to go back to the Jin Palace?" ”

"It's not the same time anymore!"

In order to prevent Meizi from crying into the sea of Chucidian, she brought up some old people and old things. And these things, for Meizi, who has a big mouth and is good at gossiping, is a good dish for herself. She said that the people in the Jin Wang's mansion have all left, and even Dongfang Wanyi and the Wei family have been taken back by their own family, and now only the housekeeper Tian Fu has led a group of people to guard the mansion and run the property under the name of the King of Jin. She also said that a few days ago, someone mentioned that she wanted His Majesty to inherit a child from the clan to the name of King Jin, but it was difficult to find a child of the same age, so the matter was temporarily put on hold.

"That...... What about Sister Yue? ”

Zhao Nineteen, you are good to die, didn't you ruin another girl's dream?

~一~本~Read~ Novel ybdu Xiao Nineteen, you see that your father is so popular with women, isn't he very happy?

Looking at this outspoken girl, Xia Chuqi stroked her stomach, unable to tell whether it was sour or laughing.

“……”

"Me?" Meizi shook her head, crying again with a bitter face, "I don't want to, I don't want to... Chu Qi, I haven't told you that I, like Sister Yueyu, also want to be a girl in the room...... But now I don't have a chance...... I don't have a chance in my life...... Woo......"

"You don't want to stay, do you want to give you a home?"

How long will it be? Xia Chuqi didn't know either.

"I was wrong, but Chu Qi, Miss Seven...... Are we going to be here forever? ”

"Oh", Meizi sobbed and sniffed.

She always knew that Meizi was a loyal fan of Zhao Zhu, but she didn't know that she would cry even more fiercely than herself. But looking at this big-mouthed girl, she didn't say anything in the end, only rubbed her sour eyes, took her hand as usual, and said seriously, "If you don't want me to die, just shut up quickly, and call me Miss Seven in the future." ”

Xia Chuqi stroked her head and was silent.

"Chu Qi, what's going on? Our grandfather, why is he gone? ”

The corner of the apricot-colored clothes was placed out of the temple door, and the seventh chief of Xia Chuchang breathed a long sigh of relief, feeling that his breathing was finally smooth. And as soon as Zhao Mianze left like this, only Jia Yi, Sun Zhengye, Zheng Erbao and Qing Lan were left in the room, Mei Zi pursed her mouth, and the tears she had been holding back couldn't stop anymore, and she didn't even care about her injuries, so she threw herself on her bed, with a pair of red eyes, and tears ragedly.

"No need, you're so resting, I still have something to do, let's go first."

Zhao Mianze was slightly stunned, probably didn't expect her to thank her so cautiously, and the corners of her lips curved slightly.

This thank you is so that he can get Meizi, Qinglan and Sun Zhengye over. It was also for him to block Xia Tingde for her in Donghua Gate today.

Lying on the bed, Xia Chuqi looked at Zhao Mianze and said in a low voice.

"Thank you!"

This is not a place to speak, her identity is already embarrassing, I am afraid that the people who are hiding in the shadows and watching the excitement at this time will spread these things every minute. Swallowing her saliva, she swallowed her tears into her heart and gave a look to Jiayi, who followed silently. With just one glance, Jia Yi understood what she meant, and helped the emperor's eldest grandson who made a "wow" voice and forcibly brought him into the inner hall. And Qinglan also pinched a handful of crying plums, dragged Erbao Gonggong, who was about to cry, and the group entered the Chuci Hall with a gloomy face.

Zhao Mianze's tepid voice was gently spoken, making Xia Chuqi react.

"Gather around here and do something, go inside."

"Fool, Meizi, Qinglan, Lao Sun, are you all okay? How did it end up here? ”

Listening to this long-lost title, Xia Chuqi suddenly had a dream, and his throat was stiff.

"Grass...... You're back......"

A chubby little face seems to have been cleared compared to two years ago. And behind her, stood Qinglan, whose eyes were red, and Sun Zhengye, who was waiting with a medical box. The other one is a fool who sees her and only knows that he is crying.

Hearing her voice, the first person to rush out turned out to be Meizi.

"Chu Qi..."

Perhaps, this is the mission of traversing.

Unexpectedly, after so many twists and turns, she is still Xia Chu after all.

Zhao Mianze said that from the "Book of Songs, Chuci", taking the meaning of "Chu Chuci, words draw its thorns", which is also the origin of her Xia Chu name. But Xia Chuqi didn't have much feeling about where to live, and these crepe things have never been her preference, so when she heard his explanation, she just seemed to smile, in addition to thinking that this place was quite big, she still felt extremely ironic.

The plaque was newly hung and the name was newly chosen.

At the beginning of the summer, he lived in the Chuci Hall of the East Palace.

……

……

"What a little goblin, it really fascinated the imperial grandson."

With that, he and she turned sideways and didn't look back. Only Xia Chuqi looked over from the crook of his arm, looked at Xia Wenqiu's stiff face, and smiled sadly. Seeing her so rampant, Xia Wenqiu's body shook with anger, and she finally stood firm by holding the qin. And at the corner of a step not far from the East Palace, two cold-eyed bystanders sighed.

Zhao Mianze snorted, his eyes were complicated, "I know you are virtuous, don't worry, leave it to me here, you can go back." ”

With a bitter smile, she lowered her eyes slightly, "I'm just...... I want to see the seventh sister. ”

After getting along for so many years, how could Xia Wenqiu not hear his impatience?

"Qiu'er!" Zhao Mianze seemed to be unable to listen to it anymore, interrupted her, his dark eyes narrowed slightly, glanced at her worriedly, and said softly, "Xiao Qi is right, you are pregnant now, not more than usual, don't run around, I'll see you later." ”

"Seventh sister, you have a lot of adults, don't worry about a little girl, go back and sister will clean her up......"

What's the use of you complaining? Xia Wenqiu saw that Zhao Mianze had no reaction, snorted coldly, and did not call for Huqin to get up, but smiled at Chu Qi, looking like he was burdened with humiliation.

"Concubine Taisun!" Kneeling on the ground with a hug, "The slave really can't stand it, hug ...... for you"

Xia Wenqiu turned his head and whispered, his eyes swept over Zhao Mianze's slightly gloomy face, and said angrily, "You dead girl, next time you dare to be rude to my seventh sister, see if I don't tear your mouth." ”

"Hug the piano!"

"You're so bold!" Before Xia Wenqiu could speak, the grumpy hugging qin rushed out, pointed at her and said, "How can you talk to Concubine Taisun like this?" You're too ......."

Xia Chuqi smiled, and then looked at Xia Wenqiu, "Third sister, I heard that you are pregnant?" According to me, you better not run around, I remember you have slipped tires several times, and the fetal image is unstable, what if the baby slips again? If I were you, I would lie in bed and not move, where would I still be interested in singing a big opera? Are you tired or not? ”

That is, then let him think it is good.

No, he didn't think she was jealous, right?

Seeing that the atmosphere was embarrassing, Xia Chuqi didn't seem to see it, and happily apologized to Xia Wenqiu, looking heartless, which made people angry and couldn't cry. And at this time, she finally saw that Zhao Zhu's words were right, when a man likes a woman, she is right in everything she says. Because, she played Xia Wenqiu like this, she actually saw the corners of Zhao Mianze's lips curled, and she seemed to be in a happy mood.

"Third sister, don't be angry, am I joking with you? It's been a long time, and I miss you too, and I can't help but have fun. ”

She is a legitimate concubine, and it is extremely rude for Xia Chuqi to talk to her like this. But even if Xia Wenqiu glanced at Zhao Mianze a few times, he didn't get angry except frowning, which made her heart cold.

"Seventh sister, you ...... It's a joke. ”

Xia Chuqi said with a smile, showing no mercy, and choked Xia Wenqiu with a word.

"If you get enough sleep, of course you can't sleep well, and when you're full, of course you can't eat. Right? ”

"Okay, I'm fine. Seventh sister, you can be regarded as back. My sister heard that something happened to you in Dengzhou, and she was so worried that she couldn't sleep well and couldn't eat......"

Xia Wenqiu's white fingers twisted the handkerchief, wiped his tears, cried and laughed, looking extremely happy.

Xia Chuqi smiled slightly and said lightly, "Third sister hasn't seen you for a long time?" ”

She smiled in her eyes and quickened her pace to meet it.

"Seventh sister, is the seventh sister back?"

She greeted her, but when she saw Zhao Mianze get off the sedan chair, she only nodded at her, and then turned around to hug Xia Chuqi, when she shook her feet, and seemed to be a little unstable on her feet. After a moment's hesitation, he changed to a surprised smile.

"Mianze ......"

At the entrance of the East Palace, Xia Wenqiu stood there quietly, wearing a long skirt of thin smoke gauze swaying lightly in the wind, showing that her slender figure looked weak, and she could hardly see that she was pregnant.

Therefore, she went to a Xia Tingde and another Xia Wenqiu, she was not surprised, and she was not troubled.

Xia Chuqi even hoped that they would come sooner. She was afraid that she would not have enough time.

Those who should come, will always come.

……

……

As for the smile in her eyes, she also wanted to reassure him, and told him that people were pushed to the extreme, and there was no more trouble.

She knew why he had come in a hurry. also knows that Cao Zhixing suddenly confessed to Xia Tingde, but I am afraid that he will not be able to get rid of Dongfang Qingxuan.

Looking at the imperial city in front of him, which was full of blood, his heart suddenly felt peaceful.

Xia Chuqi recited it silently in his heart.

"Oriental Qingxuan ......"

The two of them slid their gaze in the air and smiled.

Dongfang Qingxuan stepped to the left, smiling, the afterglow of the phoenix eyes faintly glanced at Xia Chuqi's pale face, and the corners of his lips hooked a lazy arc. And Xia Chuqi also seemed to glance over inadvertently and saw him.

The sedan chair started slowly again.

But...... The spark is extinguished, how can it be easily extinguished?

He understands that Zhao Mianze wants to give Xia Tingde a dismount, but now that the factional disputes between the DPRK and China are complicated, he doesn't want to completely turn his face with Xia Tingde before he ascends the throne.

Dongfang Qingxuan squinted slightly, "Yes, Qingxuan should do his best." ”

When his performance was over, Zhao Mianze looked at Dongfang Qingxuan, and said in a faint voice, "Lord Dongfang, it is better to investigate this matter, and you can't convict a veteran hero like Wei Guogong just based on Cao Zhixing's words." In this way, the Bohai Bay case, you took it from the hands of the Criminal Department, and you Jinyiwei will investigate it......"

Therefore, seeing that he was in tears like a mourner, she only sneered in her heart and did not say anything.

At that time, she thought that Xia Tingde dared to say this, and she had already thought of a way out.

When he was on the boat, Xia Chuqi had heard Chen Daniu talk about it.

"Most of the governors are heavy." Xia Tingde's old face turned red, and he looked wronged, "Cao Zhixing has been promoted, the Ministry of Officials and the Ministry of War have been recorded, and the Metropolitan Governor can go to check to see if the old man has sold his official position and taken the opportunity to seek personal gain." Moreover, this matter has also been reported to His Majesty's imperial pen Zhu for approval, and the old man nominated him at the beginning because he saw that he had the material of a general, and wanted him to contribute to my Dayan. I never thought that this was a wolf-hearted thing, and it didn't succeed in attacking Ding'anhou, but he wanted to trap the old man in injustice! Your Highness, the old man is wronged. ”

Dongfang Qingxuan didn't answer and asked, "Cao Zhixing was promoted to a thousand households, wasn't it Wei Guogong who contributed to you?" ”

"Metropolitan Governor, do you believe this kind of groundless planting? Hmph, who doesn't know that when Cao Zhixing was under the command of King Jin, he was reprimanded by King Jin because of a disagreement with Chen Daniu, so he left the Jin Guard. He has always been at odds with Chen Da Niu, and he has always held a grudge, if he wants to take Chen Da Niu out of anger, what does he have to do with the old man? ”

Before he finished speaking, Xia Tingde's face changed, he coughed loudly, and pointed at Dongfang Qingxuan for a while.

Dongfang Qingxuan smiled again, and gave him a look, "It seems that His Highness has not received the report yet, just a quarter of an hour ago, Cao Zhixing confessed." He was instructed by the Duke of Wei to lead his troops to pretend to be pirates and go to Bohai Bay......"

"Oh, what's the matter with Cao Zhixing?" Zhao Mianze raised his eyebrows and pushed the boat down the river.

"It's not a big deal, it's just that Qing Xuan heard that the Duke of Wei Mansion came to petition and wanted to bring back Miss Xia Qi. Suddenly thinking of Cao Zhixing's affairs, I am afraid that there will be extraneous branches......"

Dongfang Qingxuan jumped off the horse, saluted Zhao Mianze, didn't look at Xia Chuqi beside him, his eyes lowered, and landed on her elegant pair of patterned thin-soled boots without blinking, raised his eyebrows, and smiled very wickedly.

"Why is the Governor in a hurry?" Zhao Mianze asked with a smile.

"Congratulations to Your Highness, you have won a beautiful woman."

The people of the Wei Mansion were distributed to the two sides, and immediately after, the sound of horses' hooves came from the inside and out. And the surrounding airflow, as the group approached, became more and more low-pressure. At the beginning of the summer, the palms of the seven hands were clenched, and when he looked up, he saw the person who came out of the Donghua Gate, riding on a pure white horse, bewitching in red, with a handsome posture, and under the tight embrace of a group of brocade langs, the corners of his lips were always hung with that round of clean and alienated smiles.

With a shrill report, the already lively Donghua Gate became even more noisy.

"Your Highness, Lord Dongfang has arrived!"

At least, he is really different from her prince's father.

This man may not be as kind-hearted as many people say.

Seeing Xia Tingde helplessly lower his head, Xia Chuqi's heart palpitated slightly, and he glanced over, only to see a smile on the corner of Zhao Mianze's lips, and returned to his usual gentle appearance, looking not at all unhappy, and suddenly secretly frightened. Thinking that Emperor Hongtai could choose Zhao Mianze as the prince among so many princes and grandchildren, in addition to preference, I am afraid that he is not a thing in the pool, right?

"Yes, Your Highness."

Zhao Mianze nodded, "Of course." Wei Guogong, Miss Seventh is injured, so this palace will not talk to you in detail. If you are in good health, you will return home to raise your health, so as not to fall into the root of the disease. ”

His Royal Highness said so, and the old man had no choice but to thank him. In the future, please take care of Xiao Qi a lot. ”

A mouthful of old blood almost spit out, and he swallowed it alive, Xia Tingde finally admitted it.

In this way, it is not yet known who took advantage of whom.

It turns out that Zhao Mianze has never been a soft persimmon.

Before he wholeheartedly supported Zhao Mianze to seize the throne, he always thought that he was weak and easy to control, and he loved his daughter, so it would be easier to handle. In his opinion, just waiting for the old emperor to die, this great Yan Jiangshan, he Xia Tingde called the second, and no one dared to call it the first.

Xia Tingde's hand in the wheelchair tightened, and he choked on it.

His voice was gentle and gentle, but his words were sharp.

"Wei Guogong doesn't need to say it anymore, I have made up my mind!" Zhao Mianze interrupted him, extremely impatient, "After Miss Seventh recovers from her injury, I will personally send her back to the Wei State Mansion." When the time comes, the marriage matchmaker will have to do more for Wei Guogong. Don't worry, your uncle is indispensable, so you don't have to be so anxious, lest people who don't know it mistakenly think that Wei Guogong is so impatient, and you want to kill people and dissociate yourself from Cao Zhixing's case. ”

"Yes, her sisterhood relationship is good, but Xiao Qi is unmarried, it is inevitable that people will say three to four, for Xiao Qi's reputation, His Royal Highness is still ......"

didn't expect him to take Xia Wenqiu out to block the arrows, Xia Tingde was slightly stunned.

"Heh, Wei Guogong, this palace is just joking with you." Zhao Mianze smiled lightly, looking indifferent, but his voice revealed a faint unhappiness, "I made a marriage contract with Miss Seven when I was a child, how could I stay with her without a matchmaker?" Now I took her to the palace to recuperate, just to be with Qiu'er. Her two sisters have always been close, and her sister lives in her sister's place, what's wrong? Which ancestral family law does not allow it? ”

"Your Highness is right, but ...... Xiao Qi is the daughter of a pure white family, and she can't enter the East Palace without a name or a point like this. Your Highness must have a ...... There is a formal number of etiquette to be in order. Otherwise, how can the old man be worthy of his dead eldest brother? ”

The green tendons on his forehead jumped, and Xia Tingde softened his voice.

If you have to emphasize your identity, then wouldn't Xia Tingde slap himself?

If he is not a wife, he is a dignified grandson, and he just brings a concubine, and he can't find anything wrong.

These words are soft and hard, blocking Xia Tingde's truth.

"Wei Guogong thinks it's inappropriate, because he thinks that Miss Seven is not the wife of the palace, and there is no Ming media to marry, so he succumbed to her? If that's the case, then I'll have to ask for a divorce from my wife, after all, my marriage contract with Miss Seven is in the first place......"

"Your Highness, this, this is still inappropriate......"

"What did Wei Guogong say?" Zhao Mianze raised his eyebrows, suddenly held Xia Chuqi's hand, and tightened it as if soothingly, before he said slowly: "The palace already has a main room on the side, and now that Miss Seven is with me, it is just a side room, so there is no need for a big media gift, and I will go back and let the Ministry of Rites make up a ceremony." ”

"Your Highness! Never. Xia Tingde was shocked, as if he was worried about his niece, "The old man knows that His Royal Highness is for Xiao Qi's good, but Xiao Qi has not yet left the cabinet, and the ancestral etiquette can't be ignored!" ”

A cadre of people slowly got up on his knees, Xia Tingde was proud, but he heard Zhao Mianze say again, "This palace originally wanted to send Miss Seven to the Duke of Wei's mansion, but unfortunately, Miss Seven was injured by a traitor on the road, and the injury was extremely serious, and now her parents are gone, as her husband, this palace has the responsibility to take care of it, and the imperial doctor in the palace has excellent medical skills, let her enter the palace to recuperate, no matter how good, doesn't Wei Guogong want Miss Seven to get better diagnosis and treatment?" ”

"Your Highness."

"Miss Seven is the wife of His Majesty to this palace, and when her parents were there, the family affairs had already been decided. Now that she is being retrieved, it is a matter that this palace should share, why do you need to thank you? Let's get up. ”

He looked thoughtfully at the group of people in front of him, and his face was extremely pale.

"Wei Guogong is polite."

The surroundings were quiet and cold, and the eyes of thousands of people fell on Zhao Mianze's face one after another.

Because she can't go back, if she goes back to the Wei State Mansion? Then how to take revenge.

She is also forcing Zhao Mianze.

Her heart was slightly cold, and there was not much panic on her face, she just looked at Zhao Mianze with a white face, and the corners of her lips even raised a mocking smile. The meaning of that smile is that there is a mentality of watching a good show, and there is a kind of "you are nothing more than that" ridicule.

The more powerful this old thing is, the more rampant people become.

He made a desperate bet and heavily commanded Zhao Mianze's army.

As long as a person goes to the Wei State Mansion, he will enter his lair, and when the time comes, how to clean her up, isn't it up to him? Even if Zhao Mianze is the emperor's grandson, he can't interfere too much in other people's family affairs. What's more, Zhao Mianze first ascended to the throne and his foundation was not strong, but Xia Tingde was full-fledged and had heavy troops, he must have expected it in his heart, Zhao Mianze did not dare to completely break with him for a woman.

Sure enough, it is a number of people who have been immersed in officialdom for decades. Xia Tingde's move is extremely vicious. First of all, regardless of whether Xia Chu is Zhao Mianze's royal wife, Xia Chu has not officially married him, and now that she has been found, it is appropriate for Wei Guogong to bring his niece back. Secondly, if Zhao Mianze, the daughter of the boudoir who has not yet married, forcibly leads back to the East Palace, it is not reasonable and reasonable.

Xia Chuqi felt extremely funny, raised his pale lips, but did not speak.

This "gratitude" was sincere and prostrate, attracting many onlookers.

"His Royal Highness Emperor Xie has found the Seventh Miss, His Royal Highness Chitose Chitose Chitose."

As soon as he finished speaking, more than 200 people behind him kowtowed.

He spoke with affection.

With a long sigh, Xia Tingde replied with a little joy: "Your Highness, Xiao Qida has left the mansion for twenty-three years and has not returned for four years. In the past four years, the old man has been looking for no results, and it is difficult to sleep and eat, and he only feels ashamed of his eldest brother's deathbed orphanage. Fortunately, God opened his eyes, His Royal Highness found Xiao Qi, and the old man was really grateful, so he led more than 200 people from the family to wait here. In addition to taking Xiao Qi back to the house, it is also to thank His Highness. ”

Zhao Mianze's brows sank slightly, as if he didn't hear clearly, "What did you say?" ”

"Your Highness, the old man is here today to personally pick up Xiao Qi back to the house."

"It's okay, Wei Guogong has something to say."

Xia Tingde was pushed by a servant, and slowly took a few steps forward, with a look of emotion and joy, in the incomprehensible eyes of everyone, he arched his hand and said in a long voice: "Your Highness, the old man Rong has inconvenient legs and feet, and he can't bow down." ”

"Wei Guogong is not feeling well, why don't you recuperate in the mansion? What does this do? ”

She raised her vigilance, but she didn't speak, only to see Zhao Mianze raise her hand gently.

What is Shatinde going to do?

I saw that outside the Donghua Gate, there were countless people surrounded by the three outer floors at this time, and the men and women kneeling on the ground at the door were brushed. The one at the front of the crowd, sitting in a wooden wheelchair, with an old face full of excitement and a choked voice, was the "actor" Xia Tingde. Among the kneeling crowd beside him, there were Xia Chang and Xia Yan whom she knew, as well as some servants and slaves from the Wei Mansion, who looked like the Wei Mansion was pouring out.

Not far ahead, a familiar voice was heard.

"His Royal Highness!"

You can see it from the open curtain, but it is outside the Donghua Gate.

When the sedan chair stopped, she thought she had arrived at the East Palace.

……

Despite the countless people around her, she felt that she was the only one floating in the deep sea.

Because it's unfamiliar, I'm also afraid.

Because it is familiar, it is afraid.

Closing her eyes, in silence, she did not dare to look at the familiar and unfamiliar street.

Only in this way is the state she should be.

Xia Chuqi had a vague "um", as if he had answered, but as if he had not answered. Keep a distance from him, not far or close, as far as near, what she wants is such an effect. If she told him as soon as she returned to Beijing that she had forgotten Zhao Zhu and wanted to get along with him well like Xia Chu before, and she wanted to marry him, she was extremely willing, would he believe it? No.

"You rest, I'll call you when it's time."

In her shallow smile, Zhao Mianze seemed to have realized something, Qingjun's eyebrows were raised, and he didn't talk to her again. She also seemed to be tired, no longer looked at him, pulled the cushion behind him, and unceremoniously cushioned under her injured shoulder, which did not treat herself as an outsider or treat him as a prince, which actually made Zhao Mianze's eyebrows hot, and his mood improved again.

People are weak water of 3,000, and only take one scoop. She is 10,000 pigeon soup, and she only drinks one bowl.

"No need." Xia Chuqi smiled, "I'm afraid that no matter how much you stew, it's not as good as that bowl." ”

"If you like it, your sword can be repaired, and I will send someone to stew it for you every day when I go back."

"I've never had such a beautiful pigeon soup when I've grown so big."

Without thinking, she then added, her eyebrows and eyes when she smiled lightly, like a child.

Hearing her repeat this again, Zhao Mianze glanced at her and did not answer.

"yes, what a delicious pigeon soup."

But can she say that she is also innocent in this matter? There are other people who stew the soup. The master with an extremely black belly obviously sipped vinegar and pretended not to care. Thinking of Zhao Shijiu's arrogant appearance when he put a boiled pigeon into her bowl with a cold face and asked her to take it back to take care of her, the corners of her lips involuntarily flashed a smile and sighed softly.

To stew such a precious pigeon in soup is really a terrible thing.

At the beginning of summer, Qiqi's eyes darkened, as if there were water waves passing through his eyes.

"I haven't forgotten, in your compliment, three points are sarcasm, seven points are scorn, and there is not even a point of sincerity." He seemed to remember some funny past, a pair of slightly solemn eyes, suddenly swept a smile, sideways, staring at her, "My purple-crested pigeon, it is not easy to get, Baba sent someone to the house, but you told me the next day that the pigeon soup is very delicious." ”

She smiled lightly, "I always complimented you two years ago, have you forgotten?" ”

Zhao Mianze's eyebrows moved slightly, "It's rare that you can compliment me." ”

"The talent of the emperor's grandson, but he can stabilize the country, does he not have the confidence to let a little woman surrender willingly?" She smiled with a smile, as if she was unintentional, but in fact, she had a heart, and every sentence was pinching his self-esteem as a royal family, as a prince, and as a man.

Zhao Mianze's wrist in front of him was not easily put down, resting on his side, kneeling with her skirt an inch, in the movement of the sedan chair, gently rubbing, the soft fabric touched the skin, making his voice softer than before, "According to you, if I force you to submit, you are worthless, and I belittled you." If I indulge you, I am afraid that your priceless treasure will not fall into my hands until my teeth fall out. Xia Chu, you have a big problem for me. ”

"How can this be a strong argument?" She raised an eyebrow.

"You're still so good at arguing."

His gaze lingered on her face for a moment, and he smiled.

The word "want", he said calmly, but he did not take it for granted. Xia Chuqi squinted slightly, met his gentle gaze, ignored the blockage in his throat and eyes, and smiled lightly, "That depends on what price I have in your eyes." If it is worthless, according to your status as the emperor's grandson, you don't need a penny, and you can easily get it. If it's a treasure, then you'll have to put some thought into it. ”

"Then if I want you, how much do you have to pay?"

"Without me."

"For example?"

"You can't say that, everything in this world has a price." Xia Chuqi stroked the wound, turned sideways, looked at him with a smile, the corners of his lips were slightly raised, and there was a little banter in his eyes, or a little mockery, "In this world, there has never been anything truly priceless." Even if you can't exchange money for valuables, you can barter. ”

"If it's a good bird, it's priceless. How can it be compared with mere vulgar things? ”

"How much silver do you give for you?" She asked feebly.

"In the past two years, I have asked people to search all over the world and find a lot of birds, swiftlets, hoopoes, cockatoos, and a rare macaw, which are things that Westerners pay tribute to, all of which are kept in the East Palace, just waiting for you to come back and evaluate them." He said suddenly.

Thinking of this, her palms clenched, inch by inch cold. She is just a woman, and if she wants to shake the power of a feudal dynasty on her own, it may be a little overwhelming. If you choose this path, it will not be easy to walk......

Not only in the power he has in hand, but also in the majesty of this person.

I haven't seen him for two years, and now Zhao Mianze is different.

At the beginning of summer, the corners of Qi's lips were slightly pulled.

Purple umbrella, red umbrella, eye-catching and solemn. The brocade clothes are in hand, one side of the canopy, and the two sides of the flag, swaying slightly in the crowd, looking around, like a majestic long snake moving slowly. On the street, there are groups of people in pairs who are pausing to watch, knowing that it is the emperor's grandson's car, not daring to point, and some have knelt on both sides.

Countless Janissaries lined up on both sides, dressed in green clothes and armor, in groups of five, with three sentry posts.

The sedan chair entered the city gate and went all the way to the Donghua Gate.

With a cough, he looked ahead and stopped talking.

His white and slender five fingers were finally clenched tightly.

Zhao Mianze's fingers stiffened in the air, and at that moment, he saw the smile on the corner of her lips. She was laughing, but it was a smile that he couldn't describe even if he was talented and rich. It's ridicule, it's sarcasm, it's sadness, it's mockery, it's a kind of empty-eyed coldness.

"I'm just injured, not a waster, I can do it myself."

Almost subconsciously, she raised her hand to block it, and used all her strength to push him away.

Her Zhao 19 also died under the overthrow of this evil imperial power.

For this "dragon", how many lives have been lost.

When she was stunned, his warm and gentle voice sounded in her ears again. As he spoke, he glanced at her, his right hand stretched out slightly, as if to arrange her clothes, and the five-clawed golden dragon on the cuff jumped into her eyes at the right time, and also pierced her eyes.

"Sun Zhengye is waiting in the East Palace, and I'll let her show you when I go back."

She knew that what Zhao Mianze said was about her injury, and there would be no next time. If Xia Chu heard this, how moved would he be? But apart from feeling sarcastic and mocking, she didn't have half of the emotions.

She was slightly stunned, and then said, "I hope." ”

"There won't be a next time."

After a long time, he suddenly looked down at the sound of the horse's hooves stepping on the green bricks.

He frowned slightly, but did not speak.

She didn't say another word.

A team of hundreds of people entered the city gate and walked slowly.

"Let's go—"

At his whispered command, the chamberlain sang in a low voice.

"Go back to the palace."

He carefully avoided her wounds, but when he picked her up, she still "hissed" in pain, his brows frowned a little, but he didn't say anything, just gently wrapped her around his chest, slowly jumped out of the car, and walked to his chariot under the gaze of everyone.

She still didn't move. Perhaps, he thought, she couldn't move.

He took a step forward, stepped on the pestle handed by He Cheng'an, and got into the carriage.

"It's good to be back."

The light was too dim for Zhao Mianze's backlit face to be seen clearly, but he heard himself laugh embarrassedly. Although he didn't know why he was embarrassed, he knew that he didn't need to be embarrassed in front of her now. But looking at her, he was still embarrassed after all.

"Heh......"

Unexpectedly, when the two met, the first sentence was what she said first.

"The imperial grandson is so hospitable? Blocking the wounded at the door? ”

At the gate of this city, close to Qin Huai, it seemed that the river wind was blowing, his face was a little cold, I don't know if his hands were shaking, or the river wind was blowing, and the corner of the curtain he was holding tightly was also trembling gently. He tried a few times, but no sound came, her vision became more and more blurred, and her eyebrows slowly lost focus, like beautiful snowflakes burning on the window, beautiful, but empty, and instantaneous.

Heaven and earth were silent for a moment.

When he looked at her, she looked at him.

The woman lying on the carriage had a pair of paint-like eyes open, and she was not "unconscious" as He Chengan said. She only wore a simple and plain light crimson satin shirt, not showy, not luxurious, her head was loosely pulled into a bun, no hairpin beads, no fat powder, no complicated and delicate dress, her face was pale, the corners of her lips were slightly upturned, and she seemed to be smiling but not smiling.

He was slightly startled.