Adore Trick of Beauty

The prince avoided her scrutinizing gaze and shook his head: "It doesn't mean anything else."

Seeing him immersed in eating, Concubine Jing didn't see anything strange, so she slowly followed suit. The prince finished his dinner and returned to his palace.

The deputy commander of the East Palace had been waiting for him for a long time. When he saw the prince coming, he stepped forward and whispered: "Your Highness, my subordinates have already gone to find someone based on what that person said. As long as the prince is free, he can meet them secretly." Without being discovered.”

Prince Yixuan looked at the dark night around him, hesitated for a long time, and then said: "Don't worry, Vice Commander Zhou will watch them carefully, and remember not to let any news out."

Vice Commander Zhou knew the secret of this matter and did not dare to ask any more questions, so he hurriedly left.

Prince Yi Xuan only felt extremely upset. The witnesses had been found and were waiting for him to go for questioning. Should he ask or not? Should I believe it or not? ... Various thoughts passed through his mind one by one, and his head couldn't help but hurt.

"Prince..." A soft and gentle voice sounded from behind. The prince turned around suddenly and saw Imperial Concubine Jing standing not far behind him. Her eyes were soft, making him feel guilty.

"Isn't your mother still resting?" the prince lowered his head and asked.

Concubine Jing Huang slowly walked forward, looking thoughtfully at the direction where Vice Commander Zhou had just left, looking at the prince in front of her who was almost as tall as herself, and asked slowly: "The prince has something on his mind that he cannot tell his mother, concubine." of?"

The prince was shocked, and after a long time he bowed and said: "My son has doubts, and I don't want to say it easily before it is confirmed."

Concubine Jing Huang looked at the prince and reached out to stroke his hair: "The prince is a kind boy, but my mother does not want you to become untrustworthy. Although as an emperor, you will definitely encounter many things that make you suspicious.… …”

The prince raised his head, his clear eyes reflecting the face of the imperial concubine: "But I believe in my mother and concubine."

Concubine Jing Huang sighed softly: "But in this palace, not only the mother and concubine can you trust, but also the emperor and the empress. In the future, you will meet people worthy of your trust..."

The prince lowered his head and thought carefully, and then said for a long time: "Yes, I understand."

"Remember, although the mother-in-law is stupid in many things, the mother-in-law believes in the people she believes in, uses her own heart to experience it, and believes in everything she sees, instead of just relying on other people's words to overturn it. Everything I believed in before.”

Her words were serious and thoughtful. In the prince's memory, Imperial Concubine Jing had never said such words to him before.

"Thank you for your teachings, concubine! I will keep this in mind." The prince bowed deeply and then respectfully sent the concubine back.

He looked at the darkness around him illuminated by palace lanterns and took a long breath. The heaviness in his heart finally faded away. He summoned a guard and whispered: "Go and order Vice Commander Zhou to come over. I have something to tell you."

After doing all this, he returned to the palace.

…

When Yanqiu returned to his room, he saw Jiqiu in a daze. Her eyes dimmed slightly and she walked in quietly. Ji Qiu suddenly looked at her coming back and couldn't help but hide something in his sleeve.

"Sister Yanqiu, are you back?" Ji Qiu said with an unnatural smile.

"Yes." Yanqiu responded lightly and went to work on his own. Ji Qiu looked at her expression as usual and carefully asked: "Did the Queen scold me? Or... you?"

"No." Yanqiu answered briefly. As he spoke, he changed out of his palace clothes and put on comfortable regular clothes. Seeing that she was neither cold nor hot, Ji Qiu couldn't help but have doubts in her eyes.

She walked up to Yanqiu and asked tentatively: "Sister Yanqiu, you seem to be worried a lot these days."

Yanqiu didn't even raise his head and said calmly: "I'm just tired these days. I'll be fine after a while."

"Are you really tired?" Ji Qiu didn't believe it.

Yanqiu saw Ji Qiu's bright red lips curling up in the bronze mirror, and her mind suddenly recalled that night, the two black figures hugging each other. Her hand shook slightly, and the face towel in her hand fell into the basin.

"Sister Yanqiu, what's wrong with you?" Ji Qiu saw her lost her mind and became more and more suspicious. Could it be that she saw something that night? …

Yanqiu quickly regained his composure, turned around and forced a smile: "It's okay, I'm just a little worried..."

"What are you worried about?" Ji Qiu asked quickly.

Yanqiu thought for a while, pulled out a letter from under the pillow and waved it in front of her eyes: "My mother is sick, so I have been worried these past few days..."

I see. Ji Qiu secretly breathed a sigh of relief and comforted her casually: "Auntie must be fine, don't worry."

Yanqiu couldn't help but breathed a sigh of relief as he put the letter away. Ji Qiu is the daughter of a small family, she is illiterate.

Seeing that everything was fine, Ji Qiu became lively in her speech, and asked with a smile: "The Queen seems to be very troubled recently. Do you know what the Queen is worried about?"

Yanqiu shook his head: "How do we slaves know this? We shouldn't know either."

Ji Qiu replied angrily: "It's just a question. I'm afraid that if I happen to be in a bad mood while serving the queen, I'll be in trouble."

Yanqiu looked at her young face and sighed in his heart: "As long as you don't do anything wrong, the Queen will not punish you."

Ji Qiu saw that her words were old-fashioned and boring, and more importantly, she couldn't find out any information, so she couldn't help but become anxious: "Is the Queen worried about the vassal king..."

Before she finished speaking, she saw Yan Qiu staring at her unblinkingly, and said coldly: "You did say some things."

You shouldn't ask. Sister Jiqiu, it’s not your first day in the palace. Could it be that the people who died in the Palace were unable to teach you a lesson? "

***************************. . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . . .

Hey, it’s finally better, but the new article on Poison Queen is probably out of date today. Sorry, Bing has been really busy recently. I have to revise the manuscript and write new articles. To be honest, I am still very nervous about new articles. Please, if you have time, please help Bing take a look, comment a lot, bow, thank you!

"Beauty Plan: The Poisoned Queen":