Chapter 133: I Will Never Let My Woman Suffer
Wang Jinghong bent up, staggered back to the Qianqing Palace, and walked into his dark room.
It was dark in the room, except for a faint glow from a dim bronze oil lamp.
He sat down, thinking of the little girl with black veil just now, and he was dazed.
It's not that Wang Jinghong can't keep the little girl, it's just that he doesn't care about doing it.
He was the blue-winged bat king of the Ming Church back then, how could he embarrass a little girl?
Besides, you don't need to ask to know the origin of this little girl, because there is only one person in the world who can make her body transparent, and except for the Nine Shades Vermilion Bird Qingmo, she can only be her heir.
He didn't want to know the relationship between the little girl and Qingmo, whether it was mother and daughter, master and apprentice, none of those matters mattered, the important thing was that he finally waited for this day.
The woman he had loved so much finally appeared.
He wants her dead!
And it was a very painful death!
Wang Jinghong's eyes looked at the embroidery needle that was still holding on his fingertips, a trace of disgust flashed in his eyes, and with a flick of his finger, the embroidery needle was nailed to the pane with a bang.
But after a while, he stood up again, pulled the embroidery needle from the pane, stroked it gently, and picked up a brocade handkerchief from the couch, and threaded the needle with great skill, and the embroidery needle flew up and down like a nimble snake, and brought a string of crystal streamers in the moonlight.
His dry fingers are so dexterous, no worse than the craftsmanship of any female celebrity in the palace.
It's a strange sight.
In a small room with a faint candlelight, a thin eunuch with gray hair sat quietly in front of the window embroidering flowers!
If anyone sees it, they will be immediately frightened.
Tranquility returned to the outside of the Qianqing Palace, as if nothing had happened just now.
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In the backyard of Longxing Restaurant, a light smoke quietly drifted into a room, and then the candle was lit.
With a faint trace of blood on the corner of Wen He's mouth, he sat down a little weakly.
She raised her palm and gently removed a transparent glove as thin as a cicada's wing, her eyes full of horror.
This pair of silkworm gloves was given to it by the master, and it was made of a kind of ice silkworm that grew under the cold ice of the Tianshan Mountains for ten thousand years.
It can be seen how much power this small embroidery needle is full of!
What's even more terrifying is that the old man's majestic breath actually rushed directly into Wen He's body, stirring her so much that she spat blood.
This kind of kung fu is unprecedented, and it is terrifying!
I didn't expect that there was such an unfathomable master hidden in the Qianqing Palace.
It seems that it is impossible to break into the Qianqing Palace alone.
...... Wen He picked up a silk scarf, wiped the blood from his mouth, remembered the name in the mouths of those people at that time, and couldn't help muttering to himself with some doubts:
"Nine Shades Vermilion Bird?"
"What do they mean by this thing in their mouths, and why do they say it when they see themselves?"
This made Wen He feel extremely puzzled, "Could it be that he has something to do with the so-called Nine Shadows Vermilion Bird?" ”
But how is this possible?
Wen He shook his head and said with a bitter smile:
"Little Third Master, if it weren't for the fact that your words didn't count, how could your lovely little girl Wen He be beaten and vomit blood?"
She sat down cross-legged, and instantly entered the realm of selflessness, a wisp of mist slowly rose from the top of her head, instantly condensed into ice, crackling and scattered beside her.
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The next morning!
Zhao Mian, the secretary of the Ministry of Rites, said:
"Your Majesty, King Huai has not yet married, this is a major event of the country, the minister heard that the daughter of Guanglu Shaoqing Ma Quan is dignified and beautiful, gentle and graceful, and hopes that Your Majesty will marry King Huai to comfort the world."
This sentence was immediately seconded by everyone, and at this moment, in the eyes of everyone, although Zhu Yunwen has not yet been canonized as the emperor's grandson, it is only a matter of time.
Therefore, this matter is particularly important, involving the continuation of the orthodox imperial power of the Ming Dynasty.
The reason why Zhao Mian didn't mention Xu Miaojin again was because everyone knew that Zhu Yuanzhang had promised to marry him to Zhu Yunxi.
Although I don't know what the reason, Zhu Yuanzhang has not fulfilled his promise for the time being, but this kind of thing obviously cannot be mentioned again, otherwise it will embarrass the emperor.
Zhu Yuanzhang on the dragon chair looked very happy, and laughed:
"Zhun Song, this matter is handled by the Ministry of Rites, I am really looking forward to hugging my great-grandson."
Guanglu Shaoqing Ma Quan immediately knelt down at this moment to thank him, with a look of joy on his face.
Everyone looked at Ma Quan, and involuntarily looked at Xu Huizu, and they all felt sorry for Xu Huizu.
Xu Huizu had a cold face, he couldn't see any expression, and he didn't know what was going on in his heart.
Zhu Yunwen was crowned king again and was given marriage, which made this Duke of Wei feel a little angry, he looked at Li Shanchang and others who were also expressionless, and couldn't help but scold in his heart:
"A group of useless old guys, Lao Tzu is out of sight!"
The current situation makes Xu Huizu a little crazy.
Zhu Yunxi is obviously hopeless, but his sister has a deep affection for this hopeless emperor and grandson, and it is simply the kind that ten cows can't pull back.
"How's that okay?"
He felt that he was a little anxious, according to the development of this situation, Xu Miaojin was just casually marrying the son of a minister, and it was definitely better than marrying Zhu Yunxi.
Li Shanchang's gang is definitely not good, as long as Zhu Yunwen is not canonized as the emperor's grandson for a day, they will not die for a day.
At that time, it will be impossible for him to catch the entire Xu family and shout for the hopeless Zhu Yunxi, right?
He looked at everyone's somewhat mocking gazes, and remembered the bastard boy who didn't know the height of the sky, and sighed in his heart:
"Zhu Yunxi, Zhu Yunxi, how can you be so uncompromising?"
Early the next morning.
Zhu Yunxi felt an itch on his face in a daze, and when he opened his eyes, he saw Xu Miaojin's beautiful face.
She was lying next to Zhu Yunxi's bed, picking up a piece of her hair and playing with Zhu Yunxi's face.
Seeing Zhu Yunxi wake up, Xu Miaojin suddenly let out a giggle.
"Miaojin? What are you doing here? ”
Zhu Yunxi exclaimed in surprise.
"You're locked up, so I'm the only one who comes to see you."
Xu Miaojin stuck out her tongue and made a grimace.
Zhu Yunxi was a little speechless, and said in his heart You came back, why did you climb to the side of Lao Tzu's bed, I don't know if men are the most impulsive when they wake up in the morning?
After a while, Liuli walked in with hot water and served Zhu Yunxi to dress and wash, and then Xu Miaojin was embarrassed and hurriedly ran out.
"When did she come?"
Zhu Yunxi asked while dressing.
"I came here a long time ago, so I just lay in front of the third master's bed and watched."
Liuli replied, "Miss Miaojin seems to be happy, but I don't know why I'm happy. ”
After a while, Zhu Yunxi dressed neatly, walked out of the bedroom, looked at Xu Miaojin and asked:
"Honestly, is there any good news for me today?"
When Xu Miaojin heard this, she immediately covered her mouth and giggled:
"Yesterday, Your Majesty gave the marriage to the little second master, and it is Ma Enhui, the daughter of Guanglu Shaoqing Ma Quan."
"That's it?"
Zhu Yunxi was surprised: "He was given marriage, why are you so happy?" ”
Xu Miaojin's face suddenly turned red, and she muttered in a low voice: "He is not married, how can you marry me?" ”
So that's what happened...... Zhu Yunxi suddenly realized, his heart was a little moved, he thought of Xu Huizu, and couldn't help asking:
"Does your eldest brother know that you came to me?"
Xu Miaojin nodded, shook his head again, and hesitated:
"He probably should know."
"What are these words? What do you mean by knowing about it? ”
Zhu Yunxi was a little confused, but he heard Xu Miaojin say quietly:
"The eldest brother probably doesn't care about me now, and when he came back yesterday, he said a word to me, saying that the second master was given marriage by His Majesty, and then ignored me."
It wouldn't be normal if he was happy...... Zhu Yunxi nodded, stared at Xu Miaojin and asked:
"Miaojin, aren't you afraid of suffering with me in the future?"
Xu Miaojin shook his head, looked at Zhu Yunxi, and said:
"If you become an ordinary person, I will put on cloth clothes and cook for you."
Her eyes were full of determination, and Zhu Yunxi's heart warmed, and she reached out and hugged Xu Miaojin in her arms, and whispered in her ear:
"Silly girl, Zhu Yunxi will never let her woman suffer!"