Ji Qingge's question, Xuanji couldn't answer it at all.

Before she and Mo Ya entered the palace, they only went to the periphery of the recruitment conference with Aunt Liu of the Yan Mansion to watch from afar. The women who participated in the recruitment meeting were all ladies from famous families.

The time and place of the recruitment conference are different every year.

And it's confidential.

Xuanji hooked her lips before she said: "Back to the princess, the slave maid heard that the time and venue for the recruitment meeting are all confidential. ”

"Confidentiality?"

If it is secret, then it should not be called a "family recruitment meeting", but a "private tryst". Ji Qingge asked: "The recruitment conference held before this year must have been held for King Yan?" ”

King Xiao only returned to the dynasty in triumph this year.

It stands to reason that the few kissing conferences held before this are unlikely to be prepared for King Xiao.

"Hmm."

Mo Ya nodded and said yes.

"That'...... Why didn't King Yan accept a side concubine? A trace of doubt flashed in Ji Qingge's eyes, and he asked quietly.

"His Royal Highness King Yan didn't go to the recruitment conference at all, so he ......"

Listening to Xuanji's explanation, Ji Qingge smiled knowingly and said, "I see." ”

Then King Yan will not appear at the scene of the recruitment conference, and presumably the probability of King Xiao going to participate in the recruitment conference will not be too great. So, what else did she have to worry about?

After lunch, Di Jinxuan asked her, "Go into the warm pavilion and sit?" "Tasting tea, playing games.

"Yes, husband."

In front of those eunuchs and palace maids, when necessary, they still have to perform a show of affection.

Di Jinxuan hugged her and walked into the warm pavilion.

Xuanji and Mo Ya went in to make tea, and after serving tea, they consciously withdrew from the warm pavilion.

Smelling the wisps of fragrance coming out of the incense burner, Ji Qingge tasted the cloud tea in Yancheng shallowly, and after chatting a few words, he played against Di Jinxuan.

There are too many things hidden in her heart, so that every time she drops a chess piece, it is extremely difficult.

Ji Qingge's slightly frowning willow eyebrows, and the sadness that crossed her eyes, quickly made Di Jinxuan, who was sitting opposite her, aware of it. He smiled faintly and asked her:

"It's just an ordinary game, and life is not judged by winning or losing. also embarrassed the concubine so much, and let the husband not go. ”

"Oops, rare."

The emperor is the kind of person who rarely sits in the warm pavilion, and today he can invite her to taste tea and play games in the warm pavilion. It must be a useful place for her, so I'm going to talk about it here.

If you want to believe that he will not be able to go, that Ji Qingge is not as good as Brother Xinchun.

"What's so hard to come by?"

After glancing at Ji Qingge lightly, Di Jinxuan took out some crumbs from his purse and threw them into the burning charcoal fire. Suddenly, there was a faint fragrant smell, which spread in the warm pavilion.

After taking a few breaths of the aroma, Ji Qingge couldn't help but sigh: "The emperor is really extravagant. What a good antidote, just like that, I burned you with a fire. ”

Waste of good herbs.

The incense burner is already burning spices, and the leaves of the butterfly are also ruined. If you keep it, you can detoxify people in the future.

The faint fragrance of the Jinyou butterfly, after being absorbed by Ji Qingge, only felt that the pores of the whole body were opened, which was extremely comfortable.

In fact, the Jinyou butterfly also has a great effect on her. Because the black gallbladder poison wine that Ji Qingling poured into her before, although it was diluted, it also caused some damage to her body.

If it weren't for the antidote wine made by Di Jinxuan with Jinyoudie, he would have detoxified her. Whether she can survive until now is not certain.

Di Jinxuan is first a life-saver for her, and then her nominal husband.

Comparatively speaking, it is far more important to help him solve problems than to hurt his mind for the so-called family recruitment meeting that has been hearsay.

"The creditor is in a good mood today, so what's the harm if he has a luxury once in a while?" The leaves of the butterfly were burned because the fragrance of the herb was good for her.

Those who have been poisoned by the gallbladder of Wuling are afraid of cold.

It was snowing like goose feathers outside, and he couldn't bear to leave her alone in the Spark Hall when he saw her skinny appearance. asked her into the warm pavilion to tell her......

"Is the pill you made for your mother good for your own body?"

"What does the prince mean, is it ......" Ji Qingge rubbed his hands and asked with a smile.

"Some people have cold hands and feet, and they know medical skills, why not prescribe medicine to regulate their bodies?"

Di Jinxuan's deep eyes narrowed slightly, pulled Ji Qingge's slender jade hand like a green onion and flower, and asked while rubbing it: "However, I heard that 'doctors can't heal themselves'." If the concubine needs help for her husband......"

Please feel free to speak.

Ji Qingge's slender beautiful eyes turned around, thinking that the emperor's creditor had nothing to do, and there must be nothing good. With a sly smile, he asked, "Please ask the imperial doctor in the palace, I can't afford to pay for the consultation." ”

"Concubine Ai, don't open your mouth and shut up about gold and silver."

The corners of Di Jinxuan's lips outlined a funny smile, and said.

"Haha."

Topics such as gold and silver, although somewhat superficial, are somewhat vulgar. But to survive in this world, how can you treat gold and silver as dung?

Ji Qingge's cherry lips curled out a helpless arc, and asked Di Jinxuan: "Lord Wang, I also want to be elegant, don't be so vulgar." But in the face of reality, I am helpless.

Don't mention gold and silver, is it like the prince, mentioning the murder of Migu and looking for the owner of Sipa......"

She sighed softly, withdrew her right hand from Di Jinxuan's hand, and patted the back of his hand lightly. After throwing him an extremely ambiguous look, he said: "If you have something, let's talk about it, we are all straightforward people, and we are going around in circles." ”

"The concubine has a keen sense of smell, and this king does not deny this. But the communication between you and me cannot rely solely on the sense of smell. His doting eyes stared at her clear and clear eyes, and he said word by word:

"Gain, delivery, heart."

Shouting, you heard it right, right?

The emperor wants to have a heart-to-heart relationship?

"Haha!"

Ji Qingge's silver-bell-like laughter came into Di Jinxuan's ears, making him ask with some displeasure: "In the eyes of Concubine Ai, ......"

As he was talking, a conversation came from outside the door of the warm pavilion.

"The old slave didn't know that His Royal Highness King Qi was coming, and he missed the welcome, so please forgive His Royal Highness King Qi." Father-in-law Zhou's voice was a little sissy, but it was also polite.

"Father-in-law is exempt."

An extremely magnetic male voice came, although it was separated by a door, it still made Ji Qingge hear it clearly. She asked quietly, "Emperor Creditor, your brother has come to see you." ”

"The emperor's brother, or the fourth brother." Di Jinxuan looked at Ji Qingge with serious eyes and told her.

When no one else was present, he could let her mess around. No matter what language she speaks, he will not pursue it, and it should be small talk. But now that someone else is coming, he wants to prevent her from being seen as flawed.

Even if the person standing outside the door is his fourth half-brother.

Di Jinxuan opened the door of the Warm Pavilion, and a man dressed in an ice blue robe and a fox fur cloak walked into the Warm Pavilion. The man is long, slightly thinner than Di Jinxuan, and has a little more elegant atmosphere.