Chapter Seventy-One: Ordering the Prince of Heaven to Conquer the Prince
made her see herself clearly at once, her father was just a concubine, although her mother felt that Qiao Mei was like this, but how many times did she secretly tell her that she wanted to learn from your fourth sister.
So she hates.
Obviously, she is also the concubine of the house, and she also went to Shengwang's Mansion as a guest, but everyone can only see Qiao Mei, where is she not as good as Qiao Mei?
Qiao Mei's face was calm, she ignored Qiao Yu's cathartic words, and only said softly, "Now only the prince can help us, so let's think about it, is there any way out." ”
Her words were directed at Old Madam Qiao, as the ancestor of the mansion, it was impossible for her not to know some secret passages and the like.
After speaking, Qiao Mei pulled Zhou to get up, only bowed to Mrs. Qiao, and left.
When passing by Qiao Yu, her steps paused slightly, Qiao Yu thought she was going to say something, but no, her face was still so calm.
Not even a little angry.
Qiao Yu sat down on the chair in despair, causing Qu to frown and glare at her several times.
On the way back to Fuxiu Courtyard, Zhou took Qiao Mei's hand, looking at the hand whose skin was so white and greasy that even the cyan meridians could be seen clearly, she couldn't help but sigh.
Who can't understand that Qiao Yu is using this occasion to vent his personal anger? She remembered that Sister Yu had always been good friends with Qingqing...... Zhou couldn't help but glance at his daughter again, and saw that she was still unwavering.
Zhou explained, "Sister Yu'er's words, don't take it to heart, her words are obviously jealous, she is complaining that she was not born in a good family, but her identity in this mansion is embarrassing." ”
Pinching Qiao Mei's hand, she continued, "But what does this have to do with my family Qingqing?" You're not in charge of reincarnation? ”
Qiao Mei knew that Zhou was fighting to make her laugh, so when her words fell, Qiao Mei immediately laughed cooperatively.
In Zhou's opinion, this kind of smile is undoubtedly a forced smile.
Qiao Mei sighed shallowly in her heart, she really didn't pretend to be calm.
She had long expected that Qiao Yu would turn against her, the last time she was in King Sheng's Mansion, her eyes were completely different from usual, this was the face of greed, and it was no wonder that Lord Minghui, who had a good attitude towards anyone, would be perfunctory to Qiao Yu.
In fact, not only at that time, but also in the past, when several of their brothers and sisters played leaf cards together, or played other fun things, there was always a time when someone from the Qu clan was sent to supervise Qiao Yu.
She vaguely understood that she, the third aunt, was open-handed to Qiao Yu, but in fact she was more ambitious than the Qi family.
Thinking of this, Qiao Mei turned her backhand and held Zhou's hand, and a few silver threads were added to her sideburns, and her face looked a lot haggard because she was worried about Jing Guogong.
Qiao Mei looked a little distressed.
Since Zhou knew that Jing Guogong was in trouble, she was extraordinarily calm, sleeping as usual, and she couldn't see the slightest sadness.
But Mama Lin told Qiao Mei in private, and Zhou would cry secretly when she got to a corner where no one was, and then Qiao Mei simply moved the futon and went to Qingping Courtyard to sleep with her.
A few people walked slowly back to the courtyard, but there was a person waiting inside.
The sky after the rain is always sunny, and the brilliant brilliance is scattered all over the ground, and the face of the person against the light is not very clear, and when he gets closer, Xu Shun can't help but exclaim.
"Four Highnesses......
Xie Huaijin looked coldly at the people who were pacing, Ah Hai on the ground had long since lost his life.
Xie Qingmu was wearing a red court robe, and the sleeves and hems were embroidered with brocade dark patterns, which looked like ...... Python.
Xu Shun was startled, he stared at the embroidery, and then he looked at Xie Huaijin as if he had noticed something.
What else is not understood about this?
It's bad, the eleventh people were all sent by the master to find His Majesty, and to protect Miss Qiao Si, where is there anyone to protect them now?
"Your Highness, ...... you go first" Xu Shun settled down, stepped forward to block Xie Huaijin, and then whispered to him.
Xie Qingmu curled his lips and smiled, he took the long sword in his hand, approached step by step, and after being a few inches away from Xu Shun, he stopped.
Xu Shun's breath froze.
If Xie Qingmu was alone, his master's finger alone could twist him into the dust. But......
Looking behind Xie Qingmu again, a neat row of **** hands holding bright crossbow arrows were ready to go.
Xu Shun swore an oath.
If he or the prince moved Xie Qingmu for half a minute, these **** hands would be able to shoot them into a sieve without even giving an order......
"Second brother, I haven't seen you for a long time, how ......are you doing" Xie Qingmu shrugged his shoulders and felt a little regretful, "Not good?" ”
Xu Shun couldn't help it.
When King Qin was still the fourth prince, he was raised under the knee after losing his mother when he was young, and which one of the people in the palace was not looking at the face of the prince and the prince, and was respectful to him, but now it is good, and he wants to take revenge?
Xu Shun said: "King Qin, be cautious in words and deeds!" His Royal Highness the Crown Prince is still here, how can you be presumptuous! ”
"A dog is also worthy to talk to this king?" Xie Qingmu didn't even pay him a gaze, and his eyes rushed towards Xie Huaijin.
Xie Huaijin raised his hand and pushed Xu Shun away.
Facing his seemingly colder gaze, Xie Qingmu smiled indifferently, and he slowly said, "My father is indeed in my hands, and he is really partial to you, even if he is fed medicine, he will not write the edict of succession......" There was a hint of cruelty in his smile.
Provocation.
Xie Huaijin only saw these two words in his eyes, there was no anger, and there was no disappointment. His finger bones, which were originally lightly clenched, slowly loosened, and Xie Huaijin slowly spit out a few words, "Where is he?" ”
"Him?" Xie Qing only thought it was funny, he laughed, I don't know what he thought, his tears were about to fall.
He is the son of the palace maid, and he has suffered from the white eyes of the palace people. But he also wanted to get the favor of Emperor Zhaoren countless times, but after waiting for so many years, there was not even a trace of mercy!
Reaching out to wipe the tears at the end of his eyes, Xie Qingmu's lips were hooked with the same arc, but there was a bit of madness in his eyes. He sneered, laughed, and was angry, "You're still trying to save him?!" The old emperor only died! We can justifiably ...... Contend. ”
As he spoke, he held the sword in his hand, slowly raised it and pointed at Xie Huaijin, "As a younger brother, I must always fulfill my brother's wish, and I also ask the second brother to move and meet our good father, the emperor......"
The Langyi outside receded slightly, and the sunny day, which was originally bright and beautiful, was shrouded in layers of dark clouds, and the wind hunted soundly.
Xie Huaijin's steps were retracted, and without waiting for Xie Qingmu to be puzzled, he asked again, "Xie Yuzhi is also locked up by you?" ”
As if he had expected him to ask such a question, Xie Qingmu only replied casually, "Where, he has always had no intention of imperial power, and this king is naturally too lazy to care about him." ”
The palace is extremely quiet.
Only the palace bell under the eaves jingles with the wind, and even a palace maid has not been seen along the way, let alone the noble concubine Zhaoyi in the harem.
Xu Shun was escorted and followed, and he couldn't help muttering in his heart.
The ministers came to the court this morning, why was the palace cleared by King Qin so quickly?
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