The legitimate daughter is reborn, her life is still with her

After having enough food, drink, and knowledge of scandals, everyone suddenly felt extremely satisfied at this moment, which was more exciting than every banquet they had attended before.

When everyone was about to leave, Princess Nan'an walked in angrily.

"Zhou Jiaqing, what do you mean?" Princess Nan'an asked, holding a blank scroll in her hand.

Ji Chengxi asked doubtfully: "Hey, Princess, what you are holding in your hand, isn't this the drawing paper that I was just preparing to test my painting skills on?"

Nan An said: "It's the drawing paper we were competing on just now. Zhou Jiaqing, why didn't you draw anything?"

"Princess, I hadn't figured out how to draw it at that time, Prince Qi..." Zhou Jiaqing stood up and explained.

"Stop making excuses!" Nan'an didn't believe Zhou Jiaqing at all. He snorted and said, "I think you did it on purpose. Let's go and finish the painting!"

Zhou Jiaqing frowned and followed Nan An pretending to be reluctant.

However, Ji Chengxi did not follow. He sat down next to the eldest lady and said comfortingly: "Madam, please wait here for Qing'er first. The princess is just eager to distinguish who has better painting skills between her and Qing'er. Wait until Qing'er finishes painting. , the princess let it go."

Everyone didn't know what kind of bad luck happened to the Marquis of Jing'an Mansion today. When they came to the Eldest Princess's Mansion, the people in both houses had offended members of the royal family. As they left, they cast pity on the eldest lady.

After the ninth princess and several princes also left, the worry on the eldest lady's face relaxed a little.

She knew that Princess Nan'an had something to say to her second son, but they were still acting out a drama, but she just couldn't figure it out.

Both Zhou Jiaqing and Nan An were painting, but Nan An's expression was clearly a little anxious, and he was doing the whole thing. No matter what, he still had to finish the painting in the flower gallery of Butterfly Garden.

After they stopped writing, several maids came over from the flower gallery and hung the two people's paintings on the fish silk that had been stretched before retreating to the flower gallery, but their eyes were fixed on the two people in the gallery.

Princess Nan'an stood next to Zhou Jiaqing, looking up at the painting as if commenting on it.

"Is he... Ning Yuan still alive?" Nan An asked cautiously.

At this moment, she was flustered and sweat broke out on her forehead.

For the first time in several years, she was so close to the answer, but she was also afraid of hearing something. She was shrouded in fear for no reason, and her voice trembled unconsciously. These words seemed to have exhausted Nan'an's strength.

Zhou Jiaqing said: "Alive!"

Finally, Nan An breathed a sigh of relief. Before he could finish his breath, Nan An hurriedly asked: "Then how is he now? How is he injured? How was he injured?"

"Ning Yuan was poisoned by someone in the Beiming Kingdom. When the poison struck, it felt like his heart was being torn out and his bones were being bitten by thousands of poisonous insects. Fortunately, the doctor developed a prescription for the disease. If he took it before the attack, he would heal bit by bit. Click to remove those poisonous marks, and you will be cured when the marks completely fade away..."

Zhou Jiaqing told the truth about what he saw that night, but still concealed the fact that Ning Yuan's signs of poisoning would disappear, but he would no longer be able to use weapons!

It wasn't until she explained some more to Nan An that the "review" was completed!

After Nan'an sent a maid to escort Zhou Jiaqing and his wife out of the house, she locked herself in the studio on the grounds that her skills were inferior to others!

The carriage returned along the road in silence. Only the wheels made a "creak" sound when running over the stone road. Only then did the eldest lady understand why Zhou Jiaqing was dressed today. The more she looked at this dress, the more she liked it.

"That old woman, if the emperor doesn't value her, it's just a romantic affair. Why should I look at her face! What the hell, she still looks unwilling to apologize to me!"

As for Prince Qi's Mansion, the always irritable Prince Qi even spoke rudely to Princess Ming and Princess Ming, and the attendants knelt on the ground outside the elegantly decorated pavilion.

After King Qi opened his mouth and drank the wine that Concubine Ji brought to his mouth, he turned to look at the people outside the pavilion: "What did you just say?! Nothing was found in the old woman's house?"

The King of Qi did not plan to attend the banquet today. The following report found traces of the messenger near the eldest princess's mansion. The King of Qi sent a nanny to inform him that he was coming to the banquet. He also took a few subordinates with him and took the opportunity to go to the mansion to investigate. Find the trace of the messenger!

When the eldest princess received the news, she prepared an extra seat.

The bearded attendant who was kneeling on the ground was one of the people who followed King Qi to the eldest princess's mansion, named Zhan Xun. At this time, he replied fearfully: "My lord, please calm down. My subordinates and Zhan also searched around. I haven’t seen any suspicious people. I’m afraid the person who sent the message has not entered the mansion. My subordinates have sent four teams to trace the past in four directions with the eldest princess’s mansion as the center..."

"Why don't you go and investigate!"

"Yes!" Zhan Xun lowered his eyes and replied respectfully.

But he didn't stand up. He hesitated for a moment and said vaguely, "And... Your Majesty... Grandma Rong asked Your Majesty what title you plan to give Miss Zhou. She needs to prepare..."

After Zhan Xun finished speaking, he lowered his head even lower. If Aunt Rong hadn't helped him put in a few nice words in front of King Qi, he wouldn't have taken on this job today.

"Name?" Another crack appeared on King Qi's ugly face, which made people panic. He swept everything on the stone table next to him to the ground with a wave of his hand.

Concubine Ji who was nearby was hit hard, but she didn't make a sound, as if she was not the one who was hurt by the hit. She just knelt down quickly and said with concern on her face: "My lord, please calm down...be careful not to hurt your lord..." "

"Hmph, calm down!" Sure enough, King Qi did not embarrass Jiang.

"Zhou Jiayun...she actually has my flesh and blood. It's really strange. By the way, I only got hurt after touching her." King Qi's gloomy face was like a dark cloud falling into a broken dye vat. , it’s a complete mess.

The concubines in his mansion are all very beautiful, and not many women come to the mansion voluntarily.

King Qi has always been concerned about the affairs of the former Princess Qi, and he does not want women of this status to give birth to his children. Therefore, the concubines in the mansion have been given medicine and have been infertile ever since. They come and go. Until now, King Qi has not Have a son!

But it happened that Zhou Jiayun was pregnant by luck, and it happened that he hurt himself! It’s hard not to doubt Zhou Jiayun about this matter!

After returning from Shitangzhuang, King Qi found that he was weak, so he asked the doctors to see him. These two doctors had been adjusting their medication ideas in recent days to try to diagnose and treat him.

Concubine Jiang had been with King Qi for the longest time and knew him somewhat. Seeing King Qi's deep thought, she boldly guessed: "Could it be that Miss Zhou wants to use her child to win favor? Your Majesty, the second lady of the Hou Mansion said at that time Okay, she is the legitimate second daughter of Marquis Jing'an, and now she will become her own daughter..."

"Zhou Haiyang would do this for the sake of his power and status!"

After leaving this sentence, King Qi asked everyone to go down and continue to look for the person who delivered the message, and asked Aunt Rong to come over.