h2> Cui Changjian was still in a trance, so he listened to Qi Xuanhui on the other side and said unhurriedly: "What did Changjian say?" How could Hongu get angry for no reason? And Miss Nine, I'm afraid she also misunderstood. ”

"Just now, this palace and Miss Nine were talking about the Dacheng Temple where we met for the first time, and by the way, I asked how Master Ran was doing, and the everlasting lamp that Miss Nine lit for her mother, and this palace saw that Miss Nine did not hide her deep affection for her mother, and she was even a person of true filial piety, and she couldn't help but think of the mother concubine who died early in this palace."

"Alas, this past is unbearable, this palace is engrossed, and the expression is not very peaceful, so it scared Miss Nine, which made Miss Nine panic, and ran out with the maid, in fact, the palace has not had time to speak."

His words are mixed between truth and falsehood, but it is easier for people to accept, since Cui Changjian really stood on the side of the prince of Jin, he extended his attention to the prince of Jin to three people.

It is very clever to classify the King of Ruijun and the Thirteen Princes into the category that needs to be understood, so he knows that this Thirteenth Highness has lost his mother early and is struggling alone in the inner courtyard of the cannibalistic deep palace.

When he was young, he was bullied by other princes, and even the palace maids and eunuchs would abuse him, and he almost died several times, if it weren't for Qi Xuanhui's excellent luck, he had a fate with the Jin prince he met by chance, and was protected by his wings, Qi Xuanhui would be afraid that the dead bones and scum would not be found.

Thinking about the things in this deep palace is the most ugly, the death of His Royal Highness Thirteen's own mother, I'm afraid it's not so simple, so this Thirteen Highnesses showed a hateful expression when thinking about his mother, which is also a reasonable thing, it can be seen that Qi Xuanhui is telling the truth, not lying.

Cui Changjian quickly added it in his mind, and easily accepted Qi Xuanhui's explanation, but this time he was embarrassed, "I've been doing it for a long time, I've been thinking too much, and this is what I'm looking for." ”

He hurriedly let go of the hand protecting Cui Wanqing, and solemnly hugged his fist at Qi Xuanhui and saluted, "Your Highness, don't blame Changjian for being abrupt, it's all because the sister is young and careless, and the girl's family is timid, Your Highness must not worry about her." ”

Cui Wanqing hung her head, speechless, and secretly scolded herself in her heart for being unproductive!

In his previous life, he was poured poison face to face by others, and he didn't run away, how could he die generously in order for his daughter to live well, but in this life, he was only stared at by others a few times, and he was so timid?

"Could it be that he was stared at less by Qi Xuanhui in his previous life? Why is it so bad today? Could it be that his temper has improved, and his courage has become smaller? Cui Wanqing thought in her heart.

What Qi Xuanhui said to Cui Changjian just now, she also understood every word, Cui Wanqing and Qi Xuanhui have been husband and wife for more than ten years, and naturally know that one of the biggest grievances in this heart is the death of his mother.

In fact, as long as you take a closer look at Qi Xuanhui's appearance, it is not difficult to know why the concubine gave birth for the second time, with one corpse and two lives, both mother and daughter died, and the death was not clear.

In all fairness, Qi Xuanhui's appearance is very outstanding, but because he doesn't like to laugh much, he gives people a sense of cold and handsome with sharp edges and corners, and because of his fair skin, his handsome facial features look more and more distinct, especially his lips are full and luster, which is even better than a woman's lip flap.

But although his appearance is beautiful, it does not make people feel feminine at all, especially those eyes, which look wise and arrogant, slightly tilted upward, and the end of these excellent eyes is hidden under his long and slightly curly eyelashes, which makes people dare not stare at it, for fear that if they look at it for a long time, they will be sucked into the dark whirlpool and unable to extricate themselves.

This dragon breed who is still royal is born with a noble bearing exuded in his bones, and he is overwhelmed by whiteness, and among these men Cui Wanqing has seen, he is definitely among the top three.

can give birth to such a handsome child like Laneige jade tree, how bad can his own mother be? Thinking about it, if the concubine could really give birth to her second child safely at that time, I am afraid that she would have been the fourth concubine now.

How is it possible for such a romantic figure not to be taboo?

In the deep palace, she has not been remembered for a long time, how can people let her have another son and make her status more stable? Naturally, he saw the opportunity and sent the concubine on the road.

Cui Wanqing is now a person who is deeply touched by the death of her biological mother, and after listening to Qi Xuanhui's words, she really doesn't feel that this person is lying and deceiving people.

Thinking about Qi Xuanhui, even if he is violent, but after all, he is also a person, if he is a person, he will have feelings and weaknesses, and it is not surprising that his expression has changed because of the death of his own mother.

Even in his previous life, Qi Xuanhui was not extremely bad all of a sudden, he also gradually went to the extreme with time and things pressing step by step.

And now Qi Xuanhui is only twelve or thirteen, where can he be compared with the ruthless and ruthless Liang Wang Ye who was poisoned by Cui Wanqing before he died?

Thinking about this, Cui Wanqing couldn't help but feel ashamed, "What kind of fool am I doing?" How did you do such a stupid thing that makes people laugh? ”

Cui Wanqing bit her lip, bowed to Qi Xuanhui Yingying, and choked up and apologized: "Your Highness, it's all the fault of the courtiers, the courtiers shouldn't be indiscriminate, they were scared out of proportion, and the courtiers asked His Highness to punish them." ”

Qi Xuanhui will be eighty percent sure in his heart, determining who she is, and the remaining two percent can be regarded as having a verification method, he was involuntarily attracted to Cui Wanqing, how could he blame her for these little things?

Immediately stretched out his hand and helped him, "Miss Nine, please hurry up, I don't blame you for what happened just now, I am still young in this palace, my mind is not deep enough, and I am too happy and angry, let's not say who is." ”

"Punishment or something will be exempted, but I heard Chang Jian mention it, saying that Miss Jiu's handwriting is good, and this palace loves these, and it is better to choose a day than to hit the day, so why don't you ask Miss Nine to write a pair, let's take a look together?"

Cui Wanqing will be the one who is at a loss, plus the identity of Qi Xuanhui is there, where can he refuse?

The most hateful thing is that this will be in the study, everything is ready-made, and it is not easy to say even a prevarication.

She could only stand up and be blessed again, "The courtiers obey the order." ”

Cui Changjian saw that she nodded in response, and his heart was relieved, he was still afraid that Cui Wanqing would have a temperament, nobles are not easy to offend, in case he provoked the displeasure of His Highness the Thirteenth, even if his brother and sister were fine, there would be good fruits to eat in this back.

Thinking of the rumors that he heard about the ruthless methods of His Highness the Thirteenth, he couldn't help but feel sincerely glad that as soon as he received the news from his subordinates, he threw the guests in the living room to his eldest brother for entertainment, and rushed to the study for the first time.

This will be accepted as long as his sister is not hated by nobles, and she can accept a pair of words, you know, although Qi Xuanhui's words just now are already very obscure, but they still faintly reveal some royal secrets, these things about the yin of today's holy women are not so easy to know.

Fortunately, now it seems that this Thirteenth Highness still chose to settle the matter, I don't know if it is because of his allegiance to their brother? Or is it because of something else

"Let's go over the current hurdle first, and then think about something else, if His Highness really has other thoughts, can his own arm be twisted past his thigh? Even so, why bother to find yourself unhappy? Cui Changjian sneered in his heart, and hurriedly accompanied His Highness the Thirteenth to go back to the study first.

Cui Wanqing fell behind, and when she saw the curtain lowered, she raised her hand to wipe her tears with a handkerchief, and waved her hand to signal Brother Li, who wanted to say something, to keep silent for the time being, she took two deep breaths, raised her head, and stepped into the study again like no one.

Cui Changjian accompanied Qi Xuanhui to sit on the official hat chair on the left, and left the bookcase to Cui Wanqing's master and servant, "Brother Li, you have to be careful and concentrate on serving your family's ninth lady." ”

Fortunately, Cui Wanqing has practiced calligraphy on weekdays, and Brother Li is also a proud person by Cui Wanqing's side, so doing these errands can be regarded as a familiar road, and after a while, he quickly laid out the paper, studied the ink, and waited for his master to show his skills.

Cui Wanqing had already thought about what she wanted to write when her maid was doing these trivial things, and it just so happened that her third brother was also there, and it was the best to write his masterpiece.

She chose a brush on the pen holder with the jade carved animal face, pulled her wide sleeve with her left hand, and reached out to dip it in the ink.

Without hesitation, I wrote: the moon is lacking, the carved fence is jade and the eaves of the west chamber, the eaves of the west chamber, the wind and dew in the sky, the osmanthus is like snow, and the smoke is leaking gold. Luo Wei dim lamp knot. The lanterns are knotted, the dream is far away, the sky is high and the sea is wide.

Cui Wanqing uses the font she is learning now, her aesthetics, has changed a lot, you think, she even changed her favorite Mr. Xin Ming in her previous life, Mr. Zhiyuan, this font is naturally from gorgeous to calm, under this year's hard work, it has been very different from before.

This pair of words was done in one go, and she wrote it seriously, forgetting where she would be, and she was very comfortable scooping up her sleeves, and swaying the brush in her hand in the white jade squirrel grape pen on the case.

Cui Wanqing does not like to protend to others, which is a habit she has developed for many years, which makes her wash the pen like painting, very rhythmic.

Cui Wanqing handed the clean brush to Brother Li, took two steps back, looked up and down, left and right, curled the corners of her mouth with great satisfaction, and took the purple jade hanging on her body quite complacently, and shook it twice gently and skillfully. R1152