Vol 5 Chapter 44: Uncle Jiu is Ying'er alone

Ci Ning Palace
"Uncle Jiu, you are here, are you back from the northwest?"
In a blink of an eye, I saw the man in the red sandalwood armchair on the side of the carved jade-inlaid corner table with wings and red sandalwood. Princess Jingle’s monstrous tears congealed instantly, and he stared blankly for a moment. , He rushed over.
"Uncle Jiu, Ying'er missed you so much, wow-"
The man was the Lengmian Xiaoyao lord, Hua Nanhe, who was personally escorted back to Beijing from the northwest by Chief Guard Yu.
It was entering the palace. Hearing that the emperor was busy with government affairs and was not allowed to meet him, he had no choice but to continue to come to Cining Palace to greet the concubine Xiao Miao.
Listening to the girl's heartbreaking cry, the man faintly took up a nice smile, and his two powerful arms gently wrapped her around her, his voice was warm and warm:
"Ying'er, whoever wronged you, tell Jiu Shu."
The girl suddenly stopped crying, her head left the man's broad chest, her little hand wiped her face vigorously, and she twitched:
"It's the emperor's brother Yungui who entered the palace! She hit me and slapped Ying'er three times in a row. Yuexin and the others have seen it, and several harem concubines have also seen it!"
"What? She's so bold—"
Princess Xiao raised her voice fiercely and shouted with great anger, her beautiful eyes drawn by a black pen opened wide, and her eyes filled with fire.
Hua Nanhe's slightly shocked complexion immediately turned into a cold, gray and stylish eyebrows raised.
He turned to look at Princess Xiao, sneered:
"Why is it her again? Weichen is on the way to the northwest, but he has heard a lot of rumors about her."
"She must have some kind of fox charm!"
Princess Jingle turned his five senses, stamped his feet on the colorful Persian tribute blanket, and clenched his black fingers into a fist:
"She can monopolize the sacred favorite with a second marriage. She must have used some evil sorcery to confuse the emperor's brother!"
"Ying'er"
Opposite, Empress Dowager Xiao scolded her, her complexion suddenly changed, and her delicate powder face instantly became overcast, sinking and ugly:
"No nonsense!"
The girl covered her diamond lips, looked at the woman in dissatisfaction, and complained:
"Originally, you didn't say it yourself, she was married before..."
"Okay, don't mourn your family anymore!"
Taifei Xiao's annoyed big arms flicked her sleeves, turned and sat back in the chair.
"Hehe, this is new."
The silver-haired man's eyes lit up, his lips pursed and he smiled, and his evil and enchanting eyes cast on Jingle's crooked face, and then moved to Princess Xiao:
"Old ancestor, what this girl said is true? I want to come to the Queen’s harem for three thousand beauties, so I don’t want to be so hungry and not to choose food?"
Princess Xiao's face was solemn, angry and helpless, she only waved her hand and sighed:
"Hey, stop talking, stop talking. Ying'er, go, wash your face with Aunt Tongjiang in the warm pavilion, comb your hair, and let Ai Jia decide for you."
Jingle pouted, and looked at Hua Nanhe, who had a clear and charming facial features, and twisted her waist to act like a baby:
"No, Yinger wants Jiu Shu to accompany him, and Jiu Shu sends me a haircut!"
Speaking, the little hand held the big hand, and he yanked towards Nuange.
"Naughty!"
The ancestor frowned:
"Girls are getting more and more unruly at home, how did Ai Jia Su Ri Li teach you!"
The girl disapproved, and continued to hold onto the man's big white palm, and said sourly:
"Originally, Ying'er liked Jiu Shu, and in the future, she will marry Jiu Shu, Ying'er will still be the Jiu Wang consort."
"Haha, this king marries you, isn't it good to take the heart of the ancestor? Obedient, go dressing first, and Jiu Shu waits for you."
The man smiled slyly, and coaxed the girl to the side of Ogong Maid Tong Jiang.
Jingle was persuaded by her aunt's aunt, so she was pulled into the warm pavilion.
"His Ninth Uncle, just laughed, come back quickly and sit down."
When the trouble was resolved, Princess Xiao breathed a long sigh of relief, showing a benevolent face, and picked up the water pipe to smoke again.
Huanan He's robes are seated, eyebrows are slightly narrowed:
"Old ancestor, just half of what I have just said. The few things that the minister has encountered while traveling to the northwest are directly related to the master of the court.
Old ancestors, Shuchen said bluntly, and the phoenix position in the palace will be vacant in the future. You are the birth mother of the emperor, and you should come out to preside over justice. It is too late to favor the demon concubine, which not only costs the treasury, but also causes more war disasters in Yi Ping's life. "
Mrs. Xiao quietly listened to Hua Nanhe's generous speech, her face was silent.
A gleam of light suddenly flashed in her narrow eyes, and the dimples were thin.
"Persuade, why didn't you persuade?"
The long and pointed armor of the red gold agate urn Baotian lightly hit the wall of the pipe, and the woman shook her head, slowly weakening:
"At the beginning, the Aijia said that the woman is unlucky and should not be brought back to the palace. The emperor would not listen. Now he is in charge of the family for a long time, and he will only be injuring the love of our mother and son. But arrogance hurt Ying'er, and Ai Jia will never be better with her."
As soon as the conversation turned, the woman looked at Hua Nanhe and smiled:
"His Nine Uncle, tell me about you. So are you. How old are you, you can run out of the capital and let the emperor think about it. The Aijia doesn't believe it, no matter how good the outside is, can you have the capital?"
Hua Nanhe took out a smooth and translucent stone from his sleeve, threw it up, caught it, and threw it up again, muttering in his mouth:
"The emperor misses ministers? He sees the power of the sky, he rides with his ministers several times, and how many times he summons his ministers to chat with him? Xiyi, it's good to fend for itself."
"Hey, Uncle Jiu can't be so depressed," Princess Xiao glanced at the silver-haired man, slid her fingers across the golden slender cigarette holder, smiling warmly:
"Let’s do this, tomorrow’s mourning family will select some talented and beautiful women from the Jiaofang Division and send them to your house, how about? Xin’er is the emperor, so naturally, he should put the world first, how can he accompany you all day long? Are you playing everywhere with Uncle Jiu?"
"Who said to choose a woman for Jiu Shu!"
Sudden anger at Nuan Pavilion, the well-dressed Jingle princess trot over like a whirlwind, leaned over and sat on Hua Nanhe’s lap, and hugged him tightly for fear of being lost, making a loud noise:
"Uncle Nine belongs to Ying'er, Uncle Nine belongs to Ying'er alone, Ying'er is not allowed to have other women!"
Toffee was so shocked that she couldn't close her mouth from ear to ear, her expression was ashamed and annoyed, she turned her head to one side in a hurry, and reprimanded:
"What kind of style, what kind of style! Get off your Jiu Shu quickly!"
"No, no..."
The girl just got up too, her delicate and white little pointed chin pressed against Hua Nanhe's neck, depressed:
"Uncle Jiu, Ying'er loves you, you can only marry Ying'er as your wife."
"Hahaha..."
Hua Nanhe laughed so much that tears were about to flow out, and he grabbed his attention and pushed the clingy little man away.
Fengmu carefully examined her little angry expression, and the man said solemnly:
"Ying'er, you are still young. You have to accompany the concubine well, respect the concubine, and don't make her angry. Come and see what fun Jiu Shu's return brings you this time?"
He placed the warm stone in his hand and gently placed it in her palm.
Seeing the girl, her little face, who was not so happy, suddenly became even darker.
"Huh? That's it?"
Hua Nanhe's eyes fluttered, and he laughed:
"Unsatisfied? You princess who is soaking in the honeypot, what else has you never seen or played with? Look at this stone, it looks like a five-petal plum blossom, it's rare, it's nine Uncle specially left it for you."
"Oh, thank you Jiu Shu."
The girl squeezed the stone and replied with drooping brows.

Miaoyin Pavilion.
Before the dressing table, after listening to the report from the maid, Hui Guifei Shi Yuanqing's long eyelashes trembled, and she was amazed.
After a while, she trembled, and some six gods looked at the maidservant Hongjing in charge of the palace.
Hong Jing gave him a wink, and the waiter gently withdrew.
Hong Jing folded his hands, carefully approached his master, and asked softly:
"Niang Niang, what should you do, you must make an early decision."
Concubine Hui looked dignified, her five fingers squeezed the golden gilt butterfly and made a flower hairpin, gritted her teeth:
"I didn't expect that she was such a person!"
Rhodiola has resentment:
"Who said no! That one's body is good enough to give birth to restless thoughts. Today, I beat Princess Jingle, and he was in the palace for a banquet and organized a gang without saying anything. Khan Ming'er will give you In the eyes?"
Concubine Hui turned away the golden hairpin, supported her forehead with her hand, and said in distress:
"Then Yungui is not a good deal to deal with, as soon as he shot it, the power of the five concubine Liangfei was stunned. Hey, the moon service was stopped, but fortunately Concubine Liang did not dare to explain to the palace. I am afraid that even if the ban will be solved in the future , They will no longer contribute to the palace!"
Outside the green screen window, the rain beats banana leaves with clank sounds, and the swallows tactfully.
Leaking deeper and deeper, coming from the end of the straight palace road under the vast night. :,,