My Empress is My Bad Girl

Mingxuan was sitting in a simple and low-key blue sedan chair with only Xiao Zhao, a close-knit maid.

The sedan chair stopped at the gate of the prison.

The guard at the door guarded like an iron tower.

Xiao Zhao stepped forward to explain his intentions, showing the identity of his master, Princess Lu, and took out two silver coins before getting the opportunity to visit a stick of incense.

Although King Lu had committed a serious crime, he was a prince after all. He was given a certain degree of preferential treatment and was put in a relatively clean and quiet single-person cell.

Mingxuan followed the jailer to the cell and saw Zhao Yuanqi sitting on the edge of the wooden table.

Zhao Yuanqi's clothes were dirty, his hair was disheveled, and his beard was shaggy.

Ming Xuan could hardly connect him with the handsome and handsome Prince Lu.

Ming Xuan handed a piece of silver to the jailer, and said softly, "Thank you."

The jailer took the money and said, "This is a serious prisoner. Madam, you have to be careful. lest he hurt you."

"It's ok."

"Okay, you can go in." The jailer unlocked, "Don't delay too long, it's time to stick an incense. It's too long for me to explain."

"It won't be long."

Mingxuan opened the cell door and walked in.

The cell was fairly clean, but there was a cold and moldy atmosphere that hadn't seen the sun for a long time.

Zhao Yuanqi heard the footsteps, raised his head and looked at her.

She wore a grand formal dress, with meticulous makeup and hair accessories.

Of course, she was originally an elegant and talented Houfu lady.

Zhao Yuanqi looked at her and seemed to find her beauty for the first time.

"Master, my concubine is coming to see you." Ming Xuan put the food container in her hand on the low wooden table, her voice softly, "During this time, the prince has suffered."

Zhao Yuanqi retracted his gaze and said quietly: "It's hard for the princess to come to see me. I thought you already hated me."

Mingxuan opened the food box and put out the food on the table, saying: "How can the concubine hate the prince? Since she is married to the prince, this is the fate of the concubine. The concubine will never complain."

Zhao Yuanqi felt a little ashamed. He lowered his eyes and said in a low voice: "If I had known today, I shouldn't have married you. You are implicated for no reason. Don't worry, I will write you a copy of Heli Shu, you Go back to the Hou Mansion and marry again later."

Ming Xuan paused with her bowl and chopsticks, and smiled: "Whatever the prince said, she has always been careful about women since ancient times. Since her concubine becomes Princess Lu, she cannot marry someone else."

"You are still so young and widowed for a lifetime, it is pitiful."

"The concubine also wants to ask the prince, several younger sisters in the house, what do the princes think about their going and staying?" Ming Xuan asked softly.

Zhao Yuanqi thought for a while, and said, "If they want to go, let them leave at will. If they refuse to go, there are still some field jewels in the house, so let's share some for them to live on."

He raised his face and glanced around, feeling frustrated: "It's impossible for this king to leave here in this life."

"The concubine understands it." Mingxuan arranged the food neatly. "These are all dishes made by the concubine herself. The prince has a taste."

Zhao Yuanqi glanced at the table, picked up the chopsticks, put a piece of meat in his mouth, chewed for a while, and nodded: "The princess's craftsmanship is very good, I didn't know before."

"The concubine made a snack for the prince to eat, presumably the prince forgot." Ming Xuan said lightly.

Zhao Yuanqi remembered that she went to the study to see him that day, and indeed brought a snack. But he only ate what the concubine brought.