The temple man lay down, his face pressed to the ground, looking sincerely frightened, for fear that King Zheng would be angry with him because of this.

King Zheng's preference for the three princes is known to everyone in Zheng Guo, and King Zheng has not decided the future lord of the throne, but everyone knows who will end up in the end. Right now, someone slapped the third prince in public, and injured him, which is tantamount to breaking ground on Tai Sui's head!

Not to mention the woman who hurts people, even the eldest son of the Xiangguo proton, Sun Jin, King Zheng can immediately order someone to deal with it!

"Go and ask carefully, how Shaojie's injury is."

After concentrating for a moment, Zheng Xiaochen picked up the engraved knife again, and his face was not happy or angry.

When a pile of bamboo slips moved from the right side of the table to the left, the temple man who had been sent to investigate the third prince's injury returned, and he knelt on the ground and trembled in response to King Zheng's words.

"His Royal Highness took the woman back to the prison in the palace, and the guards tied her to an iron chain, and then went out of the cell, and His Royal Highness ordered in advance that no one else should be allowed to enter."

"Until the afternoon, the woman walked out of the cell unharmed, and the woman said that His Highness had changed his mind and let her go back, and at that time, His Highness was sitting upright and there was nothing unusual, but by evening it was ......."

"Throughout the afternoon, His Royal Highness lay down on the low floor in the cell and slept all afternoon, but in the evening he suddenly let out a miserable scream, and then His Royal Highness ordered the guards to hurry up and ask for a doctor."

After a while, King Zheng asked, "Where is the injury?" ”

His eyes flickered, and his gaze fell on the temple man.

The people in that temple didn't even dare to take a breath...... The doctor said it was traces of wax dripping on the skin, and ......"

"There's another brand." The temple man paused and continued: "The doctor refuses to say where the specific injury is, our family guesses that it should be, in the lower abdomen of the Third Highness." The one who treated His Royal Highness was Dr. Wei, who said that it would not affect the affairs of His Highness's descendants. ”

"It's not promising!" King Zheng threw away the bamboo slip in his hand: "Who is that woman?" ”

"The eldest grandson Jin called him a distant cousin. It is reported that the eldest grandson Jin does have several cousins, if it is far away...... Our family begged the king to punish her, but the woman's identity could not be found for the time being. ”

Although it is a distant relative, no one knows where it will go, no one knows how far it will go, no one has a few ancestors, no one has a few brothers and sisters, and each immediate family member has collateral relatives.

The temple people don't dare to talk nonsense, they can only ignorant of ignorance.

Zheng Xiaochen didn't say anything after hearing this, and the hall was silent for a moment.

The temple people waited for a long time, but there was no movement, and cautiously raised their heads and glanced up.

"I don't know my identity, but I still know martial arts...... King Zheng picked up a bamboo slip and said coldly: "It's time to add beauty to the widow, right?" ”

Two days later, a show sticker for entering the palace was sent to the eldest grandson's mansion.

Among the palace attendants, there are people who are specifically responsible for selecting beauty for King Zheng in Zheng Guomin or other countries, because of King Zheng's attitude towards beauties, such as trying a dish, feeling delicious, eating for a few more days, and abandoning it if you are tired of it, so for many years, there are only two women who have stayed in the palace, which shows how much Zheng Xiaochen likes the new and hates the old.

The beauty pageant waiter walks in the streets and alleys on weekdays, once she finds a beauty, she collects information about the woman, and when she waits for a certain period of time, she will send a show sticker to the door, and the woman must enter the palace to serve King Zheng.

There are only two conditions for the women selected by the inner servant, one is that she is not a woman, and the other is that she is not the daughter of an official eunuch.

Hearing the news, Ye chuckled and said, "King Zheng is quite interesting, and he doesn't touch the daughter of a courtier. ”

If he treated the daughter of his courtiers like this, the monarch of Zheng Guo should have changed people a long time ago.

"There are also ministers who voluntarily send their daughters to the palace." Ji Yu added: "Ji Wen is. ”

On the eve of entering the palace, the eldest grandson Jin went to see Ye Qing.

"Miss Ye, the eldest grandson also has the opportunity to enter the Taishu Pavilion."

At the beginning of each month and in the middle of the month, the eldest grandson Jin can enter the palace once.

Taishu Pavilion is located in the palace, containing books and classics, as the prince of Xiang, the eldest grandson Jin is also qualified to read and break sentences, flip through the books, but the text is only in the hands of a very small part, at this time still heavy on martial arts and light literature, can pick up a sword, definitely better than reading ten volumes.

"If the situation is not good, don't panic, let Ji Yu send me a message, and I will ......"

"You forgot again." Ye pursed his lips and smiled, and poked his forehead with his fingers: "I'm a fairy." ”

Ye Qing was used to being nagged, and when she heard Changsun Jin's worried nagging, her heart was still warm.

Ji Yu asked someone to enter the palace as a maid one day earlier than Ye Qing, and before dawn on the second day, Ye Qing had already come to the palace in a small chariot sent by the palace, picked up the light veil, and she saw that there were eight or nine chariot sedan chairs in front of her.

After about a quarter of an hour, a group of eleven women followed behind a temple man and walked to Concubine Ji's bedroom.

Concubine Ji Guifei is in charge of harem affairs and does not have the title of queen, but her status in the palace and the power in her hands are not different from that of the queen.

Ji Guifei's pomp and circumstance are not small, and the palace decorations are all fine, all of which show the identity and status of the master to everyone.

Eleven women were taken to the palace by the temple people, all of them put on the most seductive posture and the most charming expression, looking forward to being selected by Concubine Ji and pushing them to King Zheng as soon as possible. What if she can get a different favor from King Zheng? What if she can stay in the palace like Concubine Ji?

Ye Qing was standing at the end, his eyes were a little dull, and he looked stunned.

In fact, Ye Qing's spiritual sense had already stripped off his body.

Sweeping the palace, she found two great things.

There is a small hill at the back of the palace, and the bottom is a natural soup pool, and Ye Qing found that it contains aura, which is not as thick as the aura emitted by Zixia Waterfall, but it is the best place in the entire city of Wandan.

Before that, Ye Qing didn't even find this good place.

Compared with absorbing spiritual power in an ordinary way, soaking in a hot spring rich in spiritual energy can be said to be twice the result with half the effort, which can not only better absorb spiritual energy, but also regulate the body and nourish the meridians.

And the second good thing......

Ye Qing's face unconsciously showed the kind of smile that "took a big advantage", and when she looked at the man in the soup pool again, she almost couldn't help laughing, and her face was even more smiling.

The appearance of the man in the hot spring is actually as similar as ninety percent to Ye Qing's favorite actor Yang Ze, and the charm of the two is different, but the eyebrows, eyes, lips, and body shape are exactly the same.

Although this was a thirty-six-year-old version of Yang Ze, Ye Qing still felt dizzy.

At the same time, Concubine Ji, who had been waiting for thousands of times for the new entrance to the palace, finally moved to the hall after they stood for more than an hour with a sore back.

According to ancient and modern international conventions, seniors usually give newcomers a welcome gift - dismounting.

Concubine Ji sat down, glanced at the woman behind her, and said angrily: "Why are you laughing?" ”