The King of War, he has a delicate body and a soft body

This was not the first time I heard him say this. A Yuan was no longer as flustered as before. Instead, he replied with a smile: "These people's hearts are made of flesh. Miss Qin has been with us all the way. The general rule is There’s a bit of emotion there…”

"emotion?"

Jiang Weijing's tone was slightly high, and he couldn't say no.

The most unreliable thing in this world is feelings.

Too lazy to say anything more, his expression returned to his usual gloomy look, making it hard to figure out what he was thinking.

The palace people passing by were just like before, they shunned him like snakes and scorpions when they saw him.

If he couldn't avoid it, he would simply lower his head and walk by quickly, not daring to look at him.

Jiang Weijing has long been accustomed to these and doesn't care.

soon--

The two of them returned to his side hall in the palace.

He has moved out of the palace long ago and will not come back unless it is a major festival or the birthday of the emperor and empress.

Therefore, there is not even a palace official who cleans the place regularly on weekdays. A Yuan is always busy cleaning up the place.

But today, there was no need for him to be busy.

As soon as they entered the door, they saw that the yard had obviously been tidied up. There was no smell of dust at all. There was a clean tea set on the table. The tea had been brewed and the tea was brewing. With curls of white smoke.

A palace servant dressed like a young eunuch was cleaning the accumulated fallen leaves in the corner of the yard, looking very diligent.

A Yuan was shocked and walked over quickly.

"Miss Qin! Just rest, why bother you to do this! Leave these jobs to the slaves..."

The one dressed like a little eunuch is none other than Qin Rumeng! !

If not, it would not be so easy for her to enter the palace.

The broom in Qin Rumeng's hand was taken away, and then he looked at Jiang Weijing, who was looking here not far away. His fingertips twisted together uncomfortably. After hesitating for a moment, he walked towards him. He bowed first, and then He asked cautiously: "Your Highness...my business..."

She didn't dare to have too many expectations and asked politely.

Jiang Weijing glanced at her and said directly: "It's already finished."

"Finished?"

Qin Rumeng was startled, but he didn't expect it to be so simple.

A Yuan didn't get the answer just now. When he heard him mention it, he also came over and said carefully: "Your Highness, this matter... is it really that simple? Then... the third prince's concubine... is no longer the third prince's concubine. ?”

What he said was a bit convoluted, but fortunately the people present could understand it.

Jiang Weidian nodded, seemingly not interested in saying more.

But when he raised his eyes and caught a glimpse of Qin Rumeng's expression, he suddenly thought of something. A dark light flashed in his eyes and he said in a deep voice, "He didn't ask any more questions, and he also said..."

Jiang Weijing's sharp eyes met Qin Rumeng's gaze, and Jiang Weijing spoke with almost malice: "Just die."

Qin Rumeng's eyes widened slightly when he heard this. He was a little disbelieving at first, and then there was a look of helplessness and self-mockery in his eyes.

Then Jiang Weijing asked: "How?"

When she came back to her senses, she looked at him with a gaze that seemed to be watching a play. She couldn't feel any resentment in her heart and just smiled.

"That's good. Rumeng thanked His Highness the Second Highness."

From then on, she was just Qin Rumeng.

She is no longer the third prince's concubine.

Jiang Weijing's eyes dimmed, and he suddenly felt a little unhappy.

I thought she would cry...

Thinking about it, his eyebrows tightened again.

What kind of emotion is she feeling, and what does it have to do with him?

But after this experience, she is indeed no longer the useless princess she was before... at least she has some backbone.