Chapter 93: Demons and monsters

The loss of a middle-aged daughter is the most sad world. Accompanied by death is pain and groaning, a pale and helpless face, the pain of complete despair, and the endless whiteness, which is more frightening than death itself.
Facing a mother who was in distress, even if Jiang Xiaolou's tongue was full of flowers, he couldn't comfort the extremely hurt heart.
"Princess, I should have chosen a more suitable time to tell you these things clearly, but I'm afraid I won't say it now, in the future--"
Princess Qing lifted her face, but she was full of tears, her voice could hardly conceal the slightest resentment: "I must investigate clearly, who exactly harmed my daughter!"
A cold voice suddenly came from outside the door: "What are you investigating? What can I do?"
Jiang Xiaolou looked up and saw a middle-aged man walked in from outside, wearing a azure embroidered bamboo robe, with a jade belt around his waist, a golden crown on his black hair, and a pair of long eyebrows on his straight face. His long eyes were shining with gloomy luster, there were a few shallow wrinkles at the corners of his forehead, and his face was extremely majestic.
Next to him stood a middle-aged beautiful woman, wearing a lotus-colored intarsia pan brocade dress, with very plain makeup, thin willow brows, round apricot eyes, small and round cherry lips, straight and beautiful nose , With a jade pendant with a bright moon hanging in her ears, her whole person is petite and exquisite, and she looks like a beauty walking down a lady's picture, looking forward to her posture, which is amazing. If a woman gets older, she will definitely look older than a man. This is human nature, and it happens that this commonness is subverted in her. It was like time reversing, knowing that she was not young, but her eyes were still bright, and she looked like a girl.
The woman hurriedly grabbed him, her face was gentle and said: "The prince, the princess is sad, don't mention it anymore."
After hearing the soft voice of Qiu Shui, Concubine Qing's eyes suddenly rose with anger, and she could hardly contain the pounding anger in her chest: "Concubine Shun, what is all this to you!"
An unnoticeable boredom flashed through King Qing's eyes: "Wang Hao, why are you always so concerned, Concubine Shun is just out of caring for you, why do you want to misinterpret her kindness."
"Good intentions?" Princess Qing, who has always been gentle and pleasant, frowned tightly, her eyes faintly glowing, full of desolation and loneliness, "I don't need such kindness! Lord, my daughter died in an unfavorable manner, please start the investigation again," Give Xue'er back justice!"
There was a faint fire in the eyes of King Qing, and his voice contained a gloomy voice: "What are you talking nonsense? I have heard what this woman said just now, so just a few words, can you just take it all? How old are you, She is so mindless! Xue'er is seriously ill, and the imperial physician is helpless, but it can be prolonged day by day, who will murder her?! You actually believe her, what scars and nails into the brain are completely nonsense. Talk!"
Jiang Xiaolou solemnly said: "The prince, the dead is the greatest, and I will never blaspheme easily. I have seen everything with my own eyes, and there is absolutely no falsehood."
"Shut up!" Wang Qing was angry, and shouted sharply: "This is my housework in Prince Qing's Mansion, what to do with you! What are you, what right do you have to stand here and talk to me?"
If in the past, relying on the status of King Qing, he would definitely not be so gaffe. But he didn't expect that as soon as he returned to the mansion, he heard Jiang Xiaolou say that Li Xuening was covered with scars and nails in his head. This was ridiculous!
Concubine Shun’s gaze fell on Jiang Xiaolou’s face, only to feel that the young woman’s cheeks were clean and she described her beauty. Her beautiful face had a pair of charming and bright eyes. If these eyes were born on others, they would only make people feel frivolous. It happened to her face that gave people an elegant and beautiful feeling. However, her distant mountain-like eyebrows and her tightly pursed lips gave a decisive impression. No, not so much decisiveness, but rebelliousness. It's just that this feeling is cleverly hidden in the corners of the mouth that is not smiling but also smiling, and it is easily undetectable.
King Qing's status is noble and majestic, ordinary people will always show timidity unconsciously in front of him, but Jiang Xiaolou is not afraid, but his expression is getting colder.
Seeing that the atmosphere in the entire flower hall had become condensed, Concubine Shun hurriedly stepped forward and said, "Wang Concubine, it's all mine. It's because I don't speak well, which made you sad. Regarding Princess Yaoxue, everyone is very sad. For her, the prince grieves and sighs day after day, and even ignores the government affairs. I am also praying for the princess day and night, hoping that she can reach bliss early and don’t suffer from the world again. But the princess is indeed. Unfortunately, there is no other reason for the death of illness. At this juncture, no matter how sad the princess is, she can no longer poke the prince’s heart with a knife—"
"You--" Princess Qing was still gritting her teeth, with a vicious look on her face. She wanted to talk but her throat was choked, and her body was trembling slightly. Xiaodie next to her hurriedly supported her, for fear of her physical strength. Fainted without support.
Jiang Xiaolou listened quietly, his eyes only falling on King Qing. The man in front of him is Li Xuening's biological father, but he doesn't even care about the cause of his daughter's death. He is full of reprimands and has a sharp tone. Does he really have a father-daughter affection for Xue Ning? Thinking of this, the corners of her eyes and brows were condensed: "The prince is right. I am indeed an outsider. But I am Xue Ning's best friend. I have been with her for far more time than you, and the feelings are also amazing. She is not more shallow than her blood relatives. Now she suddenly died, and she was turned away as a close friend. Doesn’t she even have the right to question? Lord, have you ever seen Xue Ning’s body with your own eyes? You didn’t, but I have, so you have no basis for saying my nonsense!"
This girl is so stubborn, Qing Wang said with a frosty face: "You don't want to be alarmist here, and you actually ran to dig the tomb of the palace, you know what it is, if it is not based on your friendship with Xueer Come on, I have already handed you to Jing Zhaoyin to beat you to death with a stick. I remind you to be cautious in your words and deeds, and be careful of misfortune!"
Concubine Qing's anger was hard to suppress, the flames blazing in her heart, her whole body was like a trapped beast, and her mouth was angrily and authentic: "Master, how can you talk like this?!"
Jiang Xiaolou didn’t rush, and didn’t have any fear: "Master, Xue Ning is a good daughter of yours, but apart from giving her life, you have never raised her, loved her, or even cared about her. Her! Before she returned to the palace, she told me that she would only have a few months in her life, and the rest of the time would be spent on spending time with her parents! She didn’t blame you for throwing her away, but she regretted not being able to accompany her. Do your filial piety under the knees of your parents. You’re right, she’s just lingering, but only a few months of life, but she still dreams of enjoying the happiness of family. Perhaps her existence doesn’t matter to you, but for her, Every day and every hour is regarded as the last day, living tremblingly! In her last and most important time, she will be by your side. What you just said can really be worthy of your conscience?!"
King Qing did not expect Jiang Xiaolou to be so clever and powerful. In fact, Li Xuening was not there when he was in the ashes. But now that such a thing broke out, it was really hard for him to accept. , Please hand over Cher’s body, let me ask someone to personally verify it and see who is lying!"
Jiang Xiaolou knew that he would be like this a long time ago, so he told Xiaodie: "People are at Ren'an Pharmacy, please send someone to the prince, and you will know it after inspection!"
King Qing coldly told the people: "Do as she said, and go right away! I want to see how she justifies her claim!"
However, at exactly this moment, someone outside Hua Ting reported: "Master, someone outside said that there is an urgent matter to see Miss Jiang."
King Qing snorted coldly: "I'm looking for someone to find the palace. There are no rules at all!"
Chu Han hurried in, with a worried look on his face, his thick eyebrows furrowed tightly, he stepped forward quickly and whispered to Jiang Xiaolou in a low voice, Jiang Xiaolou's originally calm and watery eyes seemed to be thrown into a stone. In an instant, ripples flashed with a cold light.
"Master, you don't have to go." She sighed, her tone light and fluttering, like thin ice under the sun, fleeting.
"What are you talking about?" King Qing suddenly narrowed his eyes, looking extremely sharp.
An ominous premonition shrouded in Princess Qing's heart, her face turned paler, her back was still a little rickety, and she looked a bit shorter than Concubine Shun: "You said, you said-what?"
Jiang Xiaolou looked compassionate, but gently shook his head: "No more."
"Is there nothing?" Concubine Shun asked with a dazed expression on her face.
Jiang Xiaolou glanced at her, feeling tired that she had never felt before, and even a frustrated mood surged up: "Xue Ning's body was placed in the backyard of the medicine hall, but someone just reported that her body was missing. And fly away."
"Absurd! I can't show evidence clearly, but I still dare to talk gibberish and babble here, come here, send her a bundle, and send it directly to Jingzhao Yin Yamen!" Qing Wang's face suddenly became cold as ice. , That kind of aggressive momentum burst out.
As soon as the voice fell, several guards with long swords at their waists swarmed in the Flower Hall instantly, staring at Jiang Xiaolou. Chu Han guarded her vigilantly, and his hand fell to his waist, clenching the hilt of the sword tightly. These palace guards are all masters with swords. They have undergone rigorous training and are absolutely extraordinary characters. He has to calculate in his heart how much chance he will be able to retreat.
Jiang Xiaolou did not look at those people. She just turned her head to look at Princess Qing, and said very seriously: "Wang Princess, do you remember the oath I made to you? Or even you think I'm talking nonsense. ?"
Princess Qing looked into Jiang Xiaolou's black and white eyes. Those eyes were young, quiet, and gentle, and they instantly overlapped with Li Xuening's black jade eyes. Her thoughts were suddenly awakened from a faraway place, she didn't know where she came from, and quickly stepped in front of Jiang Xiaolou, her voice like ice: "Who dares to touch her hair!"
Princess Qing's face was extremely pale, and her body almost collapsed by the wind was like a strong barrier. With her, all the guards were stunned, and no one dared to act rashly, and the scene froze for a while.
Wang Qing saw that Princess Qing said so sternly, he was a little surprised. He hadn't seen Princess Qing so angry for many years. He felt a little difficult to step down for a while, and subconsciously slowed down his tone: "Wang Princess, I also think about you. This woman is obviously deceiving people. If she is allowed to talk nonsense everywhere, it will ruin the reputation of the palace, and more importantly, it will damage Xue'er's reputation!"
Princess Qing took a deep breath and reluctantly calmed her mind: "Is it right? I know whether it's a deceitful statement to deceive the crowd, and I don't need others to say anything."
"But she is an outsider!" King Qing tried his best to persuade.
A thin sneer appeared on the face of Princess Qing: "No, she is not, she will not be from today! I promised Xueer before that if she had any chance... she would accept Xiaolou as a righteous daughter. It is my righteous daughter, so naturally she is not an outsider and has a say in everything in the palace!"
King Qing looked at Princess Qing and found it unbelievable. He stared at her angrily, opened his mouth and closed it again. After all, he couldn't help but: "Are you crazy? Xiaoerhuier is your daughter, why should you go outside? Find a girl of unknown origin!"
Princess Qing gave a smirk: "The prince don't put gold on my face. No matter how stupid I am, I will never treat someone who crawls out of the stomach as a baby! Furthermore, Xiaolou and Xueer are sisters of the Babai friends. In that case, What are you afraid of calling me a mother?"
Jiang Xiaolou was stunned, Princess Qing kept in front of her, unable to see the other person's expression from her perspective, but she could see her trembling shoulders clearly. Obviously afraid and worried, but desperate to stop in front of her.
"You really took the courage of the bear heart and leopard!" Qing Wang's face was extremely ugly, "I disagree, I firmly disagree, you can't call the shots without authorization!"
Seeing this situation, Concubine Shun immediately stepped forward to stop King Qing, and her voice was as soft as a spring breeze: "Master, don't argue with the concubine over these trivial matters. Miss Jiang must have some misunderstanding before suspecting the cause of the princess's death. The prince is also completely out of this. The love of the daughter will only be angry at this point. In my opinion... it is better to step back and let it go. The prince will no longer pursue the corpse theft. As for the recognition of the righteous daughter... this matter is not trivial, and it is not too late to discuss it slowly. "
King Qing's expression eased a little, but Princess Qing was merciless, let alone accepting the compromise plan, and said with disgust: "I have no turn to tell you about my business!"
King Qing was so angry that his eyebrows were upside down, his chest was up and down, and he couldn't say a word when he pointed at Princess Qing.
"The prince calms down, the princess is angry--" Concubine Shun quickly persuaded.
Jiang Xiaolou has been observing everyone silently, King Qing's mania and irritability, Wang Hao's anger and despair, Shun Fei's empathy...
Finally, King Qing gave a sneer, turned around and walked away.
As she watched him leave, Concubine Shun turned her head and said to the princess with regret: "Princess, I know you don't like listening to me. But some words are really unpleasant. Princess Snow is here, Lord. My heart is also very sad. Losing the daughter of love, the husband and wife should live in harmony, and work together to heal the pain. How can you say this to stimulate the prince? As for Miss Jiang, she is not a member of the palace after all. It is really not for some reason to involve her. That’s right. The prince didn’t blame you just now. It’s just that he couldn’t make it through for a while. I’ll try to persuade him when I look back. Since the princess likes Ms. Jiang, it’s not a big deal to accept it as a righteous daughter. Just fine..."
When she spoke, she spoke softly, as if the spring breeze was blowing on her face, and the frizz that made people's minds was smoothed instantly. Of course, the person who eats this set is King Qing, and Princess Qing is obviously unwilling to listen to her nonsense, but solemnly said: "The prince has already left, can anyone watch the hypocritical manner?"
Concubine Shun was full of grief and looked at Princess Qing with great sadness: "What I say is from the bottom of my heart. I can't help but if the princess insists on this. You must take care. If you need it, go to Zizhuxuan and call me at any time. Go and serve." After speaking, she left with the maidservant.
Concubine Qing seemed to have fought a battle, and when her legs were weak, she almost fell. Jiang Xiaolou and Xiaodie hurriedly helped her to sit down next to her.
Jiang Xiaolou sighed softly. Jiang Xiaoyun is Princess Qing’s daughter-in-law, but she has no real respect for the princess; King Qing and the princess are married, and he has a cold appearance towards the princess; Concubine Shun looks gentle and amiable, with all words and sentences. It was empathetic, but Princess Keqing was full of hostility towards her, and could not even maintain the surface calm. The quietness and harmony of the Qing Palace turned out to be nothing more than a piece of floating ice. When the sun came out, everything disappeared.
This is a strange family, Jiang Xiaolou regrets now that she shouldn't let Xue Ning come back.
She thought that everyone in this world would welcome Xue Ning’s appearance. After all, she was such a lovely girl and such a kind person, but the facts proved—except Princess Qing, no one in this mansion welcomed her, including her own father. The king is inside. Jiang Xiaolou was indignant at King Qing's attitude, and even more saddened by Xue Ning's misfortune.
Princess Qing raised her head by herself, looked at Jiang Xiaolou, and smiled sadly: "Have you seen it? This is the Palace of Qing Dynasty. In their eyes, I am nothing. There is no peace in the place of right and wrong. Bring it back... it's all my fault!"
Princess Qing refused to let Jiang Xiaolou leave, so she ordered someone to pack her luggage that day and arranged for her to live in the Fangcao Pavilion where Li Xuening lived before her death.
The maid bowed and led Jiang Xiaolou into Fangcao Pavilion, and she saw Xue Ning's bedroom. On the face is a gorgeous beauty screen with precious ancient paintings hanging on the wall. A coffee table is placed under the painting. It is surrounded by dragons and phoenixes, winding and twisting, and Ling Ran is about to fly. There is a simple and exquisite guqin on it. The Shijin zizi on the side are full of Xue Ning's favorite piano scores and embroidery books. A gust of breeze swayed, the gauze curtains swayed gently, and the sunlight poured in from the carved window lattices, turning into fragmented evening shadows. Fringed tents, celadon pillows, golden beast tripods with incense, exquisite beads and jade curtains, gilt cloisonné enamel candle holders, neatly stacked embroidered stretches on the head of the bed, and bright red peonies embroidered on the white satin.
The whole room has jade curtains, wonderful halls of spring, beaded beaded, silks on the wall, even a pot of orchids, a painting, are all carefully selected before they are placed where they should be. It can be seen that the person who arranged the room...very hard.
"This room—was the princess personally arranged it?" Jiang Xiaolou asked softly.
Bi Cao was startled, and quickly lowered his head and said, "Yes."
The princess is always struggling in front of others, unwilling to let Shun concubine read the jokes and pretend to be very strong, but at night, she often quietly enters Li Xuening’s room and cries with her pillow all night. Fall asleep. These words, Bi Cao dare not tell Jiang Xiaolou, but respectfully said: "Miss, if you have any needs, please feel free to give orders."
"Xiaolou, do you still like this place?" A voice sounded.
Jiang Xiaolou turned his eyes, Princess Qing had opened the curtain and walked in. She glanced at Bi Cao, and said in a flat tone: "Go down."
"Yes." Bi Cao led the four maids back together. When she closed the door, she quietly glanced inward, put it into Fluttershy's eyes all of a sudden, her heart stunned, and quickly closed the door.
The two sat opposite, Jiang Xiaolou's eyes were deep, but his tone was particularly calm: "Wang Hao, I just want to ask, what happened to Xue Ning before, don't you see anything unusual when you get along with her day and night? "
Princess Qing calmed down and shook her head slowly: "This child has always been very well-behaved. I took her around to visit relatives and friends, telling everyone that I found my daughter. Although she doesn't like seeing people, she still I accepted them one by one. Now that I think about it, I am really sorry for her. If I knew she would leave me so early, I would rather stay with her every day. Don’t want her to go out to socialize, and don’t want her to meet those irrelevant The important person."
Jiang Xiaolou sighed softly in his heart, but said with pity: "Wang Hao, no matter what happens, I believe Xue Ning will not blame you in his heart."
Princess Qing smiled faintly, with an indescribable bleakness in her smile: "You clearly saw my situation just now. In this mansion, many people are dissatisfied with me and hope that I will die soon. The only thing that can keep me upright is that. My dignity is the position of the imperial concubine, but because of this, some people are becoming more unpleasant and trying to get me out of this position. After finding Xue Ning, I was full of thoughts about letting her live as a princess. Her life is the honor of her princess. But I never imagined that someone would kill her."
Jiang Xiaolou saw the tears in the eyes of the princess, and just smiled peacefully: "Princess, Xue Ning has never regretted coming back to you."
Linking the cause and effect of the incident together, Jiang Xiaolou vaguely understood. Although Li Xuening has a gentle personality, she has an exquisite heart. She must have some premonition to treat herself with such a cold attitude. A person who had anticipated his death, didn't want to be involved in Jiang Xiaolou, so he would have such a strange attitude.
Seeing the attitude of the people in the Qing Palace, it is clear that they don't want to pursue this matter again. But the princess... Does she also think this matter should end here? Jiang Xiaolou did not dare to ask these words, because she was afraid that the princess could not bear it.
Princess Qing held her hand with her backhand, and her slender fingertips were only cold and cold: "I am an incompetent mother who cannot protect her daughter. But now I hope to cheer up and find the murderer. Tell me again, since when did you discover something wrong."
Jiang Xiaolou felt a little loose in his heart, and repeated the scene of his last meeting with Li Xuening to Princess Qing without missing a word.
Princess Qing heard this and remained silent for a long time, but finally said: "No, Xue Ning is not such a person. Not long ago, she even mentioned to me that she wanted to take you to live with Prince Qing's Mansion. How could she think that you were from a merchant. I don't believe it, I definitely don't believe it!"
"I don't believe it either!" Jiang Xiaolou said without hesitation, "Now thinking about it, she must have guessed that someone is going to kill her, one is to cut off contact with me, and the other is to avoid living in the hot spring villa, all purpose is to protect herself Those who value it are not affected."
Princess Qing was startled: "But... why didn't she tell me?"
"I don't understand--" Jiang Xiaolou sighed softly. Knowing that he is going to die, but if nothing happens, this doesn't make sense anyway. If she proactively asks herself or the princess for help, won't she have a chance?
"Perhaps—the murderer was in the Qing Palace." The princess's complexion was dark, and a bright light and shadow suddenly flashed across her chaotic mind.
Jiang Xiaolou paused his breath, his eyes clear: "This is only one of the possibilities." But it is the greatest possibility.
If this speculation comes true, then who the murderer was, actually made Li Xuening conceal her biological mother-both of them were silent for a while, and the room was dead silent.
"Princess, I can only stay here for one night, and I will go back tomorrow." After a long time, Jiang Xiaolou said softly, and the setting sun was projected on her face along the window lattice, making her smooth face dyed with a touch of light. Golden light.
"No," Princess Qing immediately stopped her and said with a serious face, "I have already said that you are my righteous daughter. From now on, you will live in this palace of Qing Dynasty and you will not go anywhere!"
Jiang Xiaolou frowned in an instant and resisted this thought from the heart: "No, princess, I am not suitable for living in the palace. This will only increase the conflict between you and King Qing."
Princess Qing just smiled, with a cold smile, with inexhaustible sarcasm: "I have been married to him for so many years, how can he respect my wife, even if there is a contradiction, it will not be caused by you. What's more... Xueer is a taciturn child. I asked her about everything that happened in the past, but she will always just comfort me. Now I want to hear from you, tell me everything she has experienced in the past. To know."
Jiang Xiaolou was just silent. In the past, these two words were like a forbidden zone, and she would never touch them.
Princess Qing said softly: "I am a mother, and I have the right to know what happened to Cher, right?"
"I understand. Since the princess wants to hear, I will tell you everything."
Throughout the whole night, Princess Qing did not rest. She had been sitting there, quietly listening to Jiang Xiaolou's account of how she and Li Xuening met, met, became friends, and supported each other until today. Princess Qing always behaved very quietly, and did not even shed a tear. Just when Jiang Xiaolou thought she would cry, she always said softly: "Go on."
When it comes to light, the story is all finished. Princess Qing looked at Jiang Xiaolou, held her hand gently, and said, "Thank you for being with Xueer all the time, thank you."
The fingertips were soft but cold and bitter. Jiang Xiaolou held her hand backhand, but his calm tone could not conceal his guilt: "Sorry, I didn't accompany her to the end."
"No, you have done everything you can..." Princess Qing sighed with tears wet her eyelashes.
Why did God refuse to let Xue Ning go and let her go through this journey smoothly and steadily? Why did she increase her suffering during the last period of time. Even a person who is terminally ill and has a short life will not let go. How crazy is the murderer! Jiang Xiaolou said, "I thought about it for a long time. There are many ways to kill people, and they won't leave troubles without knowing it. Why should it be so cruel..."
"The other party must have hated her--" Princess Qing thought of the words nailed into her head, and almost trembled with anger. "That's why her body was stolen, for fear that we will re-examine her, it! Maybe the murderer It’s in the Qing Palace, I must get him out to pay for my Xueer!"
Xiaodie was already asleep on the couch, but suddenly heard the door move. She suddenly sat up, but saw the door was gently pushed open, and a maid with an apple face and a delicate mouth came in. It was the maid Bi Cao sent to serve Jiang Xiaolou. She held a tray in her hand with a purple sand tea cup in her hand, and said respectfully in her mouth: "The princess, the slave and maid will come to refill the tea."
The sound in the room suddenly stopped--
When having breakfast that day, Princess Qing personally introduced Jiang Xiaolou to the people in the Qing Palace.
King Qing sat on the Yizi with a solemn expression and said nothing. Concubine Shun looked at Concubine Qing with a worried look, as if hesitated. He Lianyun, the eldest son of the Qing Palace, was a military commander. He was named the king of Jinling County. He was quite courageous, heroic, and brave, especially in archery. According to folk rumors, he can not only pierce Yang with a hundred steps, but also can ride and shoot with both hands. But in the past three years, he has been stationed outside and never returned to Beijing. Jiang Xiaoyun is his wife.
The second son, He, was named the king of Anhua County in succession. At that time, Zuo Ji was the official historian, and he had already gone to the official office early in the morning. His wife, Zuo Xuan, is the second daughter of Zuo's bachelor's degree. She was born very beautiful, but she also happens to be extraordinarily pretty. The eyebrows are drawn with the most popular black ink, which looks long and curvy. The black hair is combed into a bun with hibiscus and is tied with a gold hairpin. The delicate gold tassels hanging from the ears look particularly charming. Except for some unknown reason, her collar was very high, covering almost all the way to her chin, and her left side was slightly raised, which looked a little strange. At this moment, she looked at Jiang Xiaolou curiously, standing by without saying a word.
Princess Qing turned a blind eye to them, but pulled the third son He Lianyue, who is the birth son of Princess Qing and the eldest son of the palace. The princess said softly, "A Yue, Xiaolou will be your sister from now on."
He Lianyue was pulled by Princess Qing, shaking all over, like a frightened rabbit back and forth again and again. He is not young, but his appearance is as delicate as a girl, his figure is very thin, and his soft and tender shoulders make people think that he is simply born with the wrong gender. Jiang Xiaolou has long heard people say that this elder son is not comparable to He Lianyun's heroic martial artist, He's winning streak is clever, and even King Qing's tall and tall appearance could not be inherited. If he is just the son of an ordinary family, it is not too bad. The problem is that he is the elder son of the royal palace. Compared with the two brothers who are both civil and military, he can be said to be a group of people. What's more serious is that he has a weird temperament, easily avoids contact with others, and has a serious tendency to autism.
It's fine to be born like a delicate girl, but he still has a pair of simple eyes, like a deer in the forest, with long eyelashes flashing, looking so soft. Seeing him so afraid, Princess Qing just sighed gently: "Don't be afraid, A Yue, Xiaolou will not hurt you. She likes you like Sister Xueer."
He Lianyue heard this, but took his hand out of Princess Qing's hand and stepped back further.
Princess Qing looked at him disappointedly, she couldn't even speak. The eldest daughter died, and her son was so useless. In her life, she had no hope at all.
At this time, the Qingyuan County King Heliantai, who had been silent for a long time, smiled unconsciously: "Wang Hao, you have brought an outsider into the palace. I'm afraid this is wrong."
He Liantai was born in a jade tree near the wind and was suave. His biological mother was just a handmaid next to King Qing, and she passed away because of dystocia when she gave birth to him, but the handsomeness between his eyebrows made people think that he was outstanding. In the low-key Qing Palace, Heliantai was a man of the world. Everyone is secretly saying that he is a real prodigal son of Hana, who can crush a woman's heart without any effort. Even with such a reputation, he is still popular with women, just because his eyes are more exciting than the late autumn sun. Rejecting people is just as gentle, and will never make you feel embarrassed, on the contrary it will be even more. Love endlessly.
Princess Qing said coldly: "It's not your turn to speak here!"
Heliantai just chuckled, not angry. But King Qing coughed: "Wang Hao, Jiang Xiaolou and I have no relatives with Qing Dynasty Palace, and we are also a daughter from a business family. I rashly led her into the Palace. I don’t know what kind of discussion there is outside. I advise you—think twice before you act."
There was a faint mockery in the eyes of the princess Qing: "The prince, the queen empress sent someone to visit me yesterday, and I reported the matter. If I object now, isn't it deceiving the empress? Can the prince bear the charge?"
Listening to her lifting the queen, Qing Wang's face was dark, and his voice was indifferent: "I just think about you, so as not to be deceived by those women who are eager for glory!"
King Qing's words were extremely unsound, even to the point of tearing his face, and everyone would be ashamed of himself, wishing to walk away. Jiang Xiaolou showed only a faint smile: "Thank you for your praise. Xiaolou is just a man of the last few days. He never dare to covet anything. Please rest assured, I only hope to be with the princess when I come to the house. Nothing to ask for."
This girl, if it were not brazen, was too scheming to be irritated. King Qing's eyes passed over Jiang Xiaolou's body coldly, and his mouth was closed tightly.
Concubine Shun hesitated: "Wang Hao, this matter should be discussed again..."
Princess Qing said with a cold face: "There is nothing to discuss."
Concubine Shun had only embarrassment on her face, and it was all for the princess's consideration: "After all, you haven't notified the old princess. If she knows, you may be angry. Everyone can't afford it—"
"Who said I would be angry? What's so angry about it!" The moment these words sounded, everyone stood up, bowed their hands and stood.
An old woman with a silver head slowly walked in with the support of two handmaidens. She was wearing a brown jacquard silk and satin long dress, wiping her forehead with cyan emeralds, and the leading cane made a dull noise on the blue brick floor. She was helped by the maid to sit down at the top, a deep gaze flicked over Jiang Xiaolou's body, and then she smiled: "Yo, which girl is this girl, born so beautifully."
Concubine Qing stepped forward and was about to explain, but she heard King Qing express indifferently: "This is the righteous daughter the concubine has just accepted, does my mother know?"
The old princess gave a soft oh, and there was no unhappy expression on her face: "Why didn't you tell me about such a big happy event like the acceptance of a righteous woman."
The voice was not fast or slow, but there was a faint deterrent. When everyone saw this scene, their hearts couldn't help but pick up.
Princess Qing took a deep breath, not looking at King Qing, her expression solemnly said: "Mother, Xiaolou is a good sister of Xueer. I have promised Xueer to take good care of Xiaolou in place of her. Accept her as a righteous daughter. It's all Cher's regret, and it's also a little compensation that my mother can finally give her."
The pleats on the face of the old princess smiled, and she pondered for a long time before she said: "Since you like this girl, then stay. What's wrong with you, yo, but it's just a lot of people eating, why are they crying and sad! "
The old princess had no objection, and the others couldn't even interrupt. Everyone nodded.
Jiang Xiaolou kept watching the old princess, but his eyes fell on the other's leading cane, with a slight concentration. The old princess asked suddenly: "The prayer beads in the princess's hands...how come they are the same as the ones in my room."
Princess Qing froze for a moment and looked down at her right hand. There were a bunch of dark purple-red small leaf red sandalwood beads. Each beads was engraved with a living Luohan, a total of 108 pieces, wrapped in several. Around the wrist...
The old princess originally smiled and her face suddenly sank: "Someone must have stolen from me, to honor the princess! Humph, what is not long-eyed actually dared to steal it, this is my beloved thing, if you want to give it away People have to nod my head, who is carrying me to give favors!"
After hearing this, the people in the hall looked at each other and dared to take things from the old concubine's room. That would be a serious sin! Princess Qing was stunned for an instant. The prayer beads in her hand were obtained from Huayuan Temple, but the old princess was rewarded by the palace. Although the materials were similar, the carved patterns were different. When she was about to speak, she suddenly heard the dragon head walking stick. A dull sound: "Kneel down!"
The four maidservants who were specially responsible for serving shuddered together, and they all knelt down.
Jiang Xiaolou frowned slightly when he saw this scene.
The old princess's face was condensed and said: "It really hurts you for nothing on weekdays. Now you and the princess are colluding to lie to me. In order to please her, you hit me with all your ideas. It's a deceit!"
This sin is not light, and the handmaidens are sweating cold, with no expression on their faces, desperately explaining and begging for mercy. The more they argued, the more angry the old princess became. She ordered all the maidservants to be pulled out and hit twenty boards.
Wang Hao stepped forward and tried to intercede for the maidservant, but Jiang Xiaolou suddenly grabbed her sleeve and shook her head gently. Seeing this situation, the princess looked faintly pale, she knew that the old princess was punishing her with excuses.
From beginning to end, everyone in the Qing Palace just watched coldly, as if watching a wonderful performance.
Jiang Xiaolou saw everything in his eyes. Princess Qing was not loved by her mother-in-law or respected by her husband. Even the children of the maids and concubines in the family were very indifferent to her. The position of the princess is not stable, Xue Ning's life must be more difficult, but every time she sees herself, she always looks like a smile, saying that her grandmother is kind, her father is concerned, and her brothers and sisters are very friendly... Until today, Jiang Xiaolou Only after seeing the truth in front of them, everyone except the princess in Qing Palace didn't care about Li Xuening's death. Everyone looked aloof, which really made people's hearts angry.
When she walked past Jiang Xiaolou, the old princess looked at her as if nothing, and smiled unconsciously: "It's a beautiful child who still loves to laugh. It makes people happy to see it."
It is obviously a slap and then a sweet date-to make you scared and unpredictable. Under the long sleeves, Jiang Xiaolou's fists were clenched tightly, but the smile on his face became more respectful. This Palace of Qing Dynasty was strange and indifferent, and she wanted to see, what else is there?
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