In the Ninth Prince's bedroom.
After Jiang Yunzhou collapsed on the bed and fell into a deep sleep.
Xiao Huazi, Chu Yan and others finally breathed a sigh of relief.
Gently closing the door of the palace, Xiao Huazi rubbed his hands and beamed with joy, "Our master is now very extraordinary. He can cast holy spells, has a photographic memory, and even drinks freely with His Majesty. He has a brain attack this time, it's worth it~"
At this time, Chu Yan suddenly stepped in front of the four people and said with a stern expression:
"Today's private banquet between Your Highness and Your Majesty must not be mentioned to anyone. If anyone inquires, you must keep it secret. There is also the matter of the night banquet. Even if the Queen asks, we will only follow His Highness's words. This technique is His Highness's in-person banquet." From what Chongwen Palace has learned, Mr. Hua, you must never mention His Highness’ photographic memory again in the future.”
"Ouch, bah, I really should slap you."
Xiao Huazi slapped himself in the face several times and cupped his hands towards Chu Yan: "Guard Chu is still thinking carefully."
"Ah? Why? Why don't I understand?" Li Shan touched his head and asked angrily.
Ji Bai walked forward, raised his hand and patted Li Shan on the shoulder:
"The beauty of Lin Feng will be destroyed! Your Highness is in the limelight this time. If someone catches him and finds out that he deliberately framed King Yu, what do you think His Highness will face? Disguise is the best shield for power!"
Li Shan: "Oh..."
Looking at Li Shan's confused look, Ji Bai shook his head:
"Hey, I can't explain it to you, just remember to keep your mouth shut."
"Jiejie——"
Mo Xiu smiled sadly, wiped the dagger in his hand, and looked sideways at Li Shan: "If you can't control your mouth, I can help you cut out your tongue."
"Woo! Woo! Woo!"
Li Shan was stunned when he heard this, quickly covered his mouth and shook his head repeatedly.
At this time, in the sleeping hall.
Jiang Yunzhou, who was sleeping soundly, slowly opened his eyes. His eyes were lifeless, but his mind was full of thoughts, thinking carefully about today's conversation with Emperor Jin.
Emperor Jin planned to protect King Yu, which he expected. He didn't expect to kill King Yu with a stick.
However, with this stain, even if the Jin Emperor tried to protect him, Prince Yu would not be able to enter the East Palace for the time being.
However, judging from the current attitude of Emperor Jin, it is estimated that even if there is no pain of losing a son in the original book, I am afraid that his body will not be able to hold on for long.
Otherwise, he would not be so anxious to stabilize himself and prevent himself from continuing to ruin the king's reputation in the name of plagiarism.
It seems that to make Emperor Jin give up King Yu, he will have to do something ruthless!
Jiang Yunzhou narrowed his eyes slightly, and a person came to his mind: Liang Chuan, the left minister of the household department!
This person was specially promoted by King Yu when he was in charge of the Household Department and was reused. However, Jiang Yunzhou knew that this person had long been corrupted by the remnants of the Qian Kingdom and often sold Household Department information to Huangfu's secret army.
If it can be proven that this person is collaborating with the enemy, there will be no way for King Yu to stand up.
Jiang Yunzhou recalled the place where they met, the secret code, etc. in the original book. Unknowingly, his eyelids became heavier and heavier, and soon he began to snore again...
A cold wind is picking up outside.
at the same time.
In the courtyard where the Duke of Zhen and his party lived, two black figures quietly entered from the backyard.
"Qing'er, what happened to you just now? Why do you look so worried?"
After the mother and daughter returned to the bedroom, Xiao Mo just took off her curtain hat, then walked forward and stared at her daughter through the moonlight by the window.
"My daughter is fine."
Chu Xiaoqing avoided her mother's gaze, put away their hats, then took off her warm jackets and hung them together in the cabinet. After doing this, she turned around and walked straight to the inner room.
In the open space in front of the bed, a copper stove was steaming. The charcoal fire in the stove was burning red, and the hot temperature made the whole room warm.
Chu Xiaoqing walked to the copper stove, sat down on the futon, rubbed her jade hands, and stretched them out in front of the fire to keep warm.
Although she is an ice spiritual master and has learned various frost spiritual arts, it is strange that she is more afraid of the cold than ordinary people.
Xiao Mo stared at her daughter suspiciously, always feeling that something was wrong. She looked at it carefully, but after Chu Xiaoqing sat down, half of her face was buried in her arms, and Xiao Mo could not see clearly what was on her face.
Xiao Mo picked up the futon opposite her and placed it next to her daughter. She also sat down on her knees and asked hesitantly:
"You are not attracted to the Ninth Prince, are you?"
"How is that possible?" Chu Xiaoqing shook her head subconsciously, still crouching on her knees to warm her hands.
"Qing'er, I can tell you that none of those men are good! In their eyes, we women are just playthings. They always talk sweet words, but in fact they are hypocritical. Once the passion in their hearts is over, you are even still in their eyes. It's not as fun as fighting with crickets." Xiao Mo warned very seriously.
"Where is the young master? Is the same true for the young master?" Chu Xiaoqing murmured.
"That's right."
"Um?"
Chu Xiaoqing turned her head in surprise, revealing a pair of eyes as bright as the stars in the night sky.
Her mother's affirmative reply made her very surprised: "Then why does mother still help the young master to restore his country?"
"Being a mother is not helping him, being a mother is helping ourselves. In Daqian, Huangfu is a dragon and Nightingale is a phoenix. Daqian is also our Nightingale's Daqian. This world is not just a man's world, we women can also Have your own beliefs and ideals.”
"What about dad? Dad only loves mother in his life..."
"You are wrong. He doesn't love me. The reason why he obeys me in everything is because he is cowardly and incompetent and dare not disobey me. All the so-called 'love' you see is just him pretending!"
"It would be great if someone could pretend like this in front of me for the rest of their lives..." Chu Xiaoqing muttered softly.
Xiao Mo didn't hear clearly what her daughter was saying, but she still said:
"Qing'er, remember, men are no better than us women. They have no emotions, they only have desires. His kindness to you is just a manifestation of desire..."
"My daughter knows."
Feeling warm, Chu Xiaoqing stood up and turned towards the bed without further discussion with her mother.
She didn't know how many times she had heard her mother's remarks, and she was already familiar with them.
But is it really what my mother said?
She doesn't know either...
She used to think so too, because both her father and grandfather wanted her to marry into the royal family in exchange for the stability and prosperity of the family.
Even the young master, the man she loyally supported, did not hesitate when he sent her out.
It seems that as my mother said, in the eyes of men, their women are no different from goods.
She has always been very supportive.
Until today's night party...
That domineering young man who doesn’t look very suitable for his age, Ninth Prince Jiang Yunzhou, has so many differences in him. He will block King Yu’s greedy sight for himself, he will be angry when he learns that he is going to go on stage, and he will fight to prevent her from going on stage. He doesn’t hesitate to offend the potential prince of the dynasty!
He would say domineeringly: Be my wife with peace of mind...
This person made her feel protected for the first time.
She didn't feel that she had any love for that boy, that would be too cheap.
She knew in her heart that perhaps, as the young master said, he had other unknown secrets behind what he did.
However, she was still disturbed.
It turns out that it feels so good to be cherished by others...
"Mother, my daughter is tired. Let's rest. We have to get up early to return to Beijing tomorrow."
Chu Xiaoqing turned her back to Xiao Mo and walked to the bed. After speaking, she took off her coat, revealing her thin inner garment. Before secretly going out, the slaves had already helped them wash up. She untied her bun and hugged a warm pack to go to bed. He got directly into bed.
"Why……"
Xiao Mo sighed and sat in front of the copper stove for a long time before coming back to his senses.
When she walked to the bed, the person huddled up in the bed was already snoring slightly...
A night of silence.
The next day.
Before midnight, before the black curtain of night was lifted, Chu Xiaoqing woke up.
She has been getting up at this time for more than ten years, practicing martial arts, reading, and eating... She has long formed a habit.
She put on a close-fitting outfit, put on her warm jacket and quietly walked out of the bedroom.
The maid Xiaodie was already waiting outside. When she saw her girl coming out, she quickly stepped forward, handed a heater to Chu Xiaoqing's hand, and said softly:
"My lord, my wife stayed with you last night. I was afraid of disturbing my wife, so I put hot water in the study. Go and wash up in the study."
"Don't worry, let's finish the morning practice."
Chu Xiaoqing looked up at the sky, which was completely gray. Under the hazy light of the lanterns on the eaves, she seemed to be able to see tiny snowflakes falling from high in the sky.
She stretched out her palm, and a drop of snow fell into her palm, disappearing instantly, leaving an undetectable trace of coolness.
"My lord, it's snowing."
Xiaodie also imitated her, looked at the sky, and caught the snow: "This year's first snow seems to have come very early, not yet the beginning of winter. It's strange, didn't the people in Si Tianjian say that the weather has been sunny recently? ?”
"God can make your wishes come true."
Chu Xiaoqing chuckled and walked into the courtyard.
"Little Master, it's snowing, are you still practicing?" Xiaodie hurriedly followed and handed over a length of silk in her hand.
"It's just a light snowfall, it doesn't matter."
Chu Xiaoqing handed Wen Ru to Xiaodie, took the long silk, and rubbed it in her hands.
Her mother was worried that weapons would cause calluses in her hands, so she only allowed her to practice with silk ribbons. She could also practice martial arts and dance. Unknowingly, this long piece of ice silk had become her close partner.
Suddenly, she raised her jade hand and threw out the long silk.
At the same time, her waist was slightly twisted, and her concave and convex figure danced into a beautiful arc. The long silk made a series of empty marks on her side, causing snowflakes to dance and swirl in the air, gradually forming white flower shadows.
"Wow, so beautiful!"
Xiaodie, who retreated to the eaves, quietly clapped her hands and applauded, staring intently at the stunning figure in the field.
"The girl seems to be a fairy who fell into the mortal world. How could there be such a beautiful person..." Xiaodie's eyes were filled with starlight and she murmured to herself.
"drink--"
Chu Xiaoqing gave a soft drink, and her gentle dancing posture suddenly became fierce. The long silk in her hand seemed to turn into a sharp blade, piercing the air suddenly and emitting bursts of sonic booms.
A ball of snowflakes instantly turned into sharp thorns under the waving of the long silk, and suddenly shot towards a thick apricot tree in the courtyard.
In an instant, debris flew from the tree trunk, and rotten branches and leaves rustled down.
Chu Xiaoqing is not skilled in martial arts, and she has barely passed the threshold of a second-grade martial artist. Her mother is worried that practicing martial arts too much will affect her beauty.
However, as a pure ice spirit, her realm as a spiritual master has reached the pinnacle of the third realm, the spiritual sea realm. With the cultivation of a newly entered second-grade warrior, with the ability to cultivate both spirit and martial arts, she has few opponents in the earth evil realm. .
As the most famous beauty in Kyoto, she is also one of the top ten talents on the Kirin List.
As time passed slowly, the snow fell harder and harder, and the tiled roofs of the houses gradually turned a layer of velvet white, with only the mottled black spots showing at the corners of the eaves.
Half an hour later, Chu Xiaoqing stopped and rolled up the long silk.
Upon seeing this, Xiaodie hurriedly stepped forward, put a warm jacket on her girl's body, and took the long silk: "Thank you for your hard work, little master. Come in quickly, it's cold outside."
The study room has already been lit with charcoal fire.
After Chu Xiaoqing did some stretching, she took a shower and changed clothes.
When she sat down on the imperial concubine's couch with a heavy book in hand, the sky just turned a touch of fish white.
Through the glazed window, Chu Xiaoqing stared at the flying snowflakes outside, but the wanton and free face of the Ninth Prince appeared in her mind.
Uncover his secrets...
Do I really... want to seduce the only person who values me...
For the first time, she began to have doubts about becoming the greatest nightingale.
Is that her mother's expectation for her, or is it really her ideal...
