Rebirth: Noble Woman, Poisonous Concubine

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Qingle saw this, her face turned slightly red, her posture was correct, and she was in a graceful and graceful manner.

"This is Princess Qingle, daughter of Princess Jinshu Chang, and has a good relationship with Xiaojiu on weekdays."

The old lady pulled Qingle up front and introduced it.

"The lord of the county." Mrs. Qin Guo nodded, "I have heard that the lord of the county is gentle and moving, and has a high temperament. She is also a leader among the noble ladies in Kyoto. I saw it today and it was true."

"Yeah, the county host is young and Xiaojiu is standing there, like a pair of flowers, it can't be more delicate."

Yuan also laughed after the echo.

Qingle smiled and said, "The Madam Guo Guo has won the prize, and Qingle is ashamed."

Qingle is not arrogant and generous, she is full of joy, and makes Qin Guogong's wife and Yuan's nod with satisfaction.

"It's getting late, let's go up the mountain."

The old lady could see that she was in a good mood. She walked forward talking with Mrs. Qin Guogong all the way, but it was Yuan's, her eyes flickered a little, and from time to time Xiao Xiao and Qing Le looked at each other.

At the temple, a little monk came out to greet him. The incense of the Jokhang Temple was very prosperous, and there were not a few pilgrims coming and going. The tip of his nose was filled with a very strong sandalwood fragrance, making people feel unconscious and peaceful.

Three knees and nine concubines, all the way to the largest hall, a huge golden Buddha statue with a peaceful smile, Xiao Yan closed his eyes and bowed very religiously.

"Bless Xiaojiu to find a good man early, bless the Buddha, believe the girl ..."

Xiao Yan opened his eyes, and the old lady kept mumbling in her ears, her heart warming slightly.

"Bless his grandmother's health, his father is smooth, bless him." Xiao Xun said silently in his heart, and scratched his head in front of the Buddha.

After about half an hour, the host will start the lecture.

The old lady glanced at Xiao Yan and Qingle, "You go out first, don't go far."

Xiao Yan smiled sweetly at the old lady, who was always enlightened and willing to get used to Xiao Yan.

"Thank you grandma, we will go back as soon as we go."

The old lady smiled and nodded, watching Xiao Ye leave, and sighed, "If the time for Xiao Jiu's marriage is resolved, my wife will be at ease."

Mrs. Qin Guoguo gave a smile and said, "Xiao Jiu is cute and cute. At first glance, he is a blessed person, and it is not bad."

It was Yuan's side aside, frowning at the news.

The old lady nodded. "Let's go, let the Lord wait forever."

Zhao Fu

"Master, Shu Fei is unwell. The three princes will go to the Jokhang Temple to pray for blessings and to live there for a while. It is estimated that they want to play the family card, forcing the emperor to be soft."

The man's Xinchang posture slightly bent, sitting on a chair, squinting his eyes and pondering, the account book in his hand had been opened halfway, and some numbers were densely recorded.

"Pray for blessing. It's almost time to get married in another month. It should be too late. Shu Fei really broke her heart for such a straw bag."

Zhao Qi nodded and agreed.

"Don't take a good pearl, but you've just spotted the fish ..."

For so many days, Zhao Zun almost forced himself to forget that period of time. Every day he was busy until midnight, or he was drunk and almost forgot about this character.

As mentioned today, Zhao Zun's mind immediately showed a touch of beauty, and even the account book in his hand was spent.

Snapped! Zhao Zunsuo put down his account book, stood up, didn't look at it, and was disturbed.

"Master, I heard that the host of the Jokhang Temple was very accurate. Would you like to try?"

Zhao Qi touched his nose and tentatively said that these days, Zhao Zunya was abnormal.

Zhao Zun squinted his eyes at Zhao Qi, unhappy, "Do you think I'm free? Ignorance!"

Zhao Qi shrugged.

After a joss stick

Zhao Zun, with several guards, followed behind the prince and hurried towards the Jokhang Temple.

"The early snow has become rigid, and there are a lot of wild game in the mountains. If you are tired and light, it is not bad to come to Shanzhen. By the way, you should not converge, even though you have let go of your skills, the main hall will look at the skills of brother Zhao."

Lian Jiming smiled, with a big silver coat, and his fur was especially beautiful in the sun.

Zhao Zungou said, "His Royal Highness don't laugh, Zhao will go all out."

"Okay! This temple is waiting to be seen. Brother Zhao is bound to have extraordinary skills. There is no need to hide in front of this temple."

Lian Jiming's slightly profound thought, his eyes implied research.

"How dare you, the strong generals have no weak soldiers. Compared with these guards, Zhao has only been covered with fur, and it is difficult to reach the elegant hall. His Highness has won a prize."

Zhao Zunqian said modestly.

Lian Jiming smiled when he heard the words, "Brother Zhao can do his best, don't force it."

"Yes!"

This time Lian Jiming brought a lot of guards, prepared enough bows and arrows, a eager winning look.

"The most hunted today, this temple has a lot of rewards. If you catch young rabbits or white foxes, if you want to live, this temple has rewards!"

Lian Jiming shouted behind him.

"Yes!"

Zhao Zun listened frowning faintly, before thinking much, Lian Jiming clamped the horse's back, and rushed out.

"Drive! Drive!"

Soon, a team seemed to be off-string arrows and rushed out, one after another, with great momentum.

"One blessing, one hunting, interesting."

Zhao Zunxi smiled slowly, but the smile did not reach the bottom of his eyes, and a hint of coolness appeared.

"Subordinates understand." Zhao Qixin understood the god. "Master, the great prince really, as you said, took the iron ore as his own, arrested many dead men to mine, and did not intend to report to the court!"

Zhao Zun smiled, "If something happens, you must suppress it in advance and you cannot report to Kyoto."

"Yes."

Zhao Zun looked at those figures getting farther and farther, looking faint, and moved forward in a hurry, not in a hurry.

Lian Jiming waited for a while under the mountain, only to see that Zhao Zunshan was late and smiled.

"Brother Zhao, you need to work harder. This is yours."

Looking in the direction of Lian Jiming, a plump rabbit leap over, lying gray and white in the snow, very conspicuous.

Zhao Zun pulled a bow, put a feather arrow in his hand, and snored, and he could not blink.

"bingo!"

The guard shouted, ran to pick up the rabbit, and pierced his throat.

Lian Jiming's look flickered, and he suddenly laughed and patted his palm.

"Okay! Yes, Brother Zhao is like a god. It really opened the eyes of this temple."

"Let Your Highness laugh." Zhao Zun pursed her lips tightly.

"drive!"

Not far away, there was a sudden pout.