Therefore, it is unlikely that the current emperor Chu Huan has ever liked the princess of the county.

It is even more impossible to deliberately choose a woman with a similar appearance to the princess of the county to enter the palace.

And it is very likely that this woman does look a little like the princess of the county, and it happened to be selected into the palace because of her beautiful appearance and outstanding demeanor during the draft, and she met the conditions for entering the palace?

It's not that this possibility is impossible, but Zixi never believes in coincidence for no reason.

"Is there a relationship between the princess's maiden family and this jade concubine's maiden family?"

"I haven't found it yet." Qiu Yan replied, "The princess of the county is not from the imperial capital, her ancestral home is in Mianzhou, bordering the Nanling border pass. When the king of Qingjun was guarding the border twenty years ago, he met the princess of the county. ”

Zixi was silent for a moment: "Let Feng Mei go and check, the princess of the county and the jade concubine in the palace should check carefully, be careful when checking, don't startle the snake." ”

"Yes."

"Tell him not to worry, just check the news slowly, and I'm not in a hurry to ask for it."

"The slave understands."

Qiu Yan respectfully accepted the order to retreat, leaving Qingdai alone to serve in the house.

"Miss." Qing Dai frowned, "Is there a problem with the princess?" ”

"For now, there's no problem." Zixi's tone was light, "But there is no problem now, it doesn't mean that there will be no problem in the future." ”

Qing Dai nodded as if she didn't understand.

Zixi held her cheek with one hand, leaned quietly on the soft couch, and looked out the window.

The evening glow came in through the window, and the halo shrouded the girl's quiet and beautiful face, which looked so unworldly, like a noble and unworldly Nine Heavens Xuannu.

The small beast incense burner on the case emitted curling green smoke, and the atmosphere in the room was quiet, which was inexplicably reassuring.

The days are short in early winter, and the darkness falls soon after the evening.

Outside, it was pitch black.

After dinner, King Ning likes to take a hot bath and go to the flower building in the imperial capital for a walk.

Listening to the melodious sound of silk and bamboo, watching the dancing girl twist the slender water snake waist, dancing enchanting and dancing, and seeing autumn waves. The beauty on the left feeds a sip of wine, and the beauty on the right sends a fragrant kiss, not to mention how happy such a day is.

What is the throne of the emperor?

Every time he entered Yingxiang Garden, King Ning would feel that he was an immortal living in the world.

Although there are many good-looking concubines and beauties in his house, they are not as open as the women in the Qinglou, and there is no such atmosphere.

King Ning's mansion is rich and monstrous, and King Ning's bath is also luxurious enough.

But King Ning has a habit of not liking too many people around when bathing, because it feels very unpleasant to be watched naked in the stripes.

So there are two maidservants in the bathhouse.

They are not responsible for anything else, but only for keeping the water and environment clean and fragrant, so that King Ning can come to bathe at any time, and serve earnestly when King Ning comes.

But tonight, a little accident happened.

When King Ning was leaning against the warm platform wall and soaking comfortably, the pair of soft little hands that were dexterous enough to press him comfortably were gone.

"Why didn't you press it?" King Ning raised his head and opened his eyes, and said angrily, "This king hasn't said to stop yet-"

Before he finished speaking, his voice stopped abruptly.

King Ning's pupils shrank suddenly, and he looked at the young man who should never have appeared here in disbelief.