Red Mansion: Unparalleled Jade Young Master/red Mansion: Wrongly Married Qin Keqing at the Beginning

Upon hearing this, Zhao Jing quickly raised her head: "Okay, tell me."

Jia Jue moved closer to her and whispered a few words in her ear.

Zhao Jing nodded: "Okay."

Howling!

At this moment, there was a sudden shock outside the carriage, and it stopped suddenly.

Under the effect of inertia, Zhao Jing's body tilted and she lost her center of gravity.

In fact, Zhao Jing belonged to a martial arts practitioner, and she could stand in such a situation with just a few adjustments, but Jia Jue hugged her swiftly and hugged her in his arms.

hiss!

Zhao Bin took another deep breath and covered his eyes and mouth with his hands.

Zhao Jing's face turned red, and she was about to speak when she suddenly heard a voice from outside the carriage:

"Mr. Jia, Ji Zhong is ordered by His Majesty to escort you to face the saint."

The one who spoke was none other than Ji Zhong, Commander of Jin Yiwei.

Zhao Bin and Zhao Jing all showed solemn expressions, Zhao Qi let Jia Jue into the palace, and actually dispatched Jin Yiwei!

It's not going to be easy, I'm afraid.

On the contrary, Jia Jue smiled lightly, he drove Zhao Jing away lightly, said goodbye to the two, and walked out of the car.

Zhao Jing hurriedly lifted the curtain of the car, but saw Ji Zhong leading Jia Jue towards the imperial city quickly.

Looking at Jia Jue's back, Zhao Jing showed anxiety on her face:

"Quick, go back to the palace!"

No matter what, she must save Jia Jue!

……

Purple Bamboo Pavilion.

Qing Xuan fiddled with the strings lightly, but her eyes didn't have any focus.

Amidst the sound of Ding Dong's piano, her thoughts had flown far away, to the night before her father's death ten years ago.

It was a rainy night, and there was lightning and thunder outside the house. Lying on the bed, her father slowly told her a huge secret:

Their family is the most loyal hidden force of the former royal family.

After the fall of the former dynasty, their biggest task is to find the blood of the royal family and help him regain the world.

After several generations of hard work, they have accumulated a lot of wealth, connections, etc., but the legacy of the royal family has never disappeared.

Her mission is to find the royal legacy.

"It's just, is the legacy of the royal family really alive?" She muttered to herself.

At this time, there was a sound of footsteps outside the house, and then a maid pushed the door open and entered:

"Miss, a secret report from the palace."

Qingxuan came back to her senses, she took the note from the servant girl, and after looking at it, a bright light flashed in her beautiful eyes:

"No wonder Princess Wuyang can't be found. She has passed away. But she still has an heir. And, it's him!"

"Miss, what should I do?" the maid asked.

Qing Xuan said without hesitation:

"If he is in danger, save him at all costs!"

The servant girl hesitated for a moment and asked: "But miss, it doesn't prove that he is really the blood of Princess Wuyang."

Qingxuan shook her head: "Just looking at Zhao Qi's attitude, you can tell that this matter is very likely to be true. Besides, this is a top secret and must not be known to others. I think he will also think hard about a way out. Therefore, Even if it is true, the ending is false."

If Jia Jue was really the former royal family, he would definitely not publicize this matter.If Zhao Qi found out his identity, even if Zhao Qi killed him, he would not make a sound.

The servant girl suddenly turned around and left immediately: "So that's it, I'm going to prepare right now."

Looking at her back, Qingxuan played the piano again, but the tune was completely messed up. After a long time, she sighed faintly:

"There really is a lot of fate between you and me..."

Chapter 174

Imperial city, side hall.

Ji Zhong brought Jia Jue into the hall, and gave him a complicated look:

"Young Master Jia, I am going to report to His Majesty."

Jia Jue smiled at him and said, "Master Lao Ji is here, sir, please go ahead."

Ji Zhong suddenly looked around and saw that no one was looking at him, so he leaned into his ear and whispered:

"No matter what happens, remember, you are only loyal to His Majesty, and you don't know anything else."

Jia Jue looked at him and smiled: "Thank you, Mr. Ji."

Ji Zhong patted him on the shoulder, turned and left.

Looking at his back, Jia Jue smiled sincerely. Ji Zhong seemed cunning, but at this moment he seemed to be quite loyal.

Not long after Ji Zhong left, an old eunuch walked in:

"Uncle, this old slave is ordered by His Majesty to come here to fetch something, please cooperate with Uncle."

Jia Jue nodded: "I don't know what it is?"

"Uncle's blood." The old eunuch replied.

"Ah? Why is that?" Jia Jue's face was full of "surprise".

"Uncle, this old slave doesn't know, this old slave is just following orders." The old eunuch replied.

Jia Jue hesitated for a moment, then nodded, "Since it is His Majesty's order, I must obey it."

The old eunuch brought a small bowl, cut Jia Jue's finger with a knife, took some blood and left quickly.

Looking at his back, Jia Jue narrowed his eyes slightly. He looked at the wound on his hand and suddenly smiled.

……

Hall of Mental Cultivation.

Jia Zheng stood in the hall with a pale face.

Just now Zhao Qi sent someone to take some blood from him, and he instantly understood Zhao Qi's intention.

He was planning to verify Jia Jue's identity by using the method of identifying relatives with a drop of blood.

But the point is that he and Jia Jue are not related by blood, their blood will not blend at all.

How can this be good?

How would he explain to Zhao Qi?

Just when he was uneasy, an old eunuch walked into the hall, holding a small bowl in his hand:

"Your Majesty, Uncle Renyi's blood has been taken."

Zhao Qi responded, and pointed to another small bowl on the side:

"You come and test."

The old eunuch immediately walked to the bowl of blood, poured some from Jia Jue's bowl, and dripped it into it.

Looking at this scene, Jia Zheng's legs trembled slightly.

However, the next moment, after Jia Jue's blood dripped into the bowl, it was completely different from his blood and did not merge at all.

Zhao Qi immediately looked at him, and asked coldly: "Jia Aiqing, how do you explain?"

Jia Zheng's face was pale, and his whole body trembled slightly:

"Your Majesty, Your Majesty. My minister, I don't know! Ziyu is my own, why is this so?"

Zhao Qizhong patted the table again: "Bold! How dare you lie to me!"

Jia Zheng's heart trembled, but he knelt down involuntarily, subconsciously keeping his promise:

"Your Majesty, I dare not deceive you!"

Zhao Qi looked at him coldly for a while, then suddenly glanced at Liu Tian who was at the side.

Liu Tian said quickly: "Your Majesty, this old servant deserves to die, but this blood was misplaced."

He quickly brought another bowl: "This is Mrs. Jia's."

"Ah?" Jia Zheng looked at Zhao Qi and Liu Tian in astonishment when he heard the words, and he was extremely glad that if he couldn't bear it just now and told the truth, everything would be over.

Zhao Qi shouted to Liu Tian indifferently: "You old bastard, if there is a next time, you will definitely be killed."

Liu Tian quickly responded: "Your Majesty, please do the test again?"

Zhao Qi waved his hand: "No need, it won't be allowed after a long time, take the bones."

He wanted to verify the relationship between Jia Zheng and Jia Jue just to get the truth out of Jia Zheng's mouth.

In fact, he didn't care at all whether Jia Jue was Jia Zheng's son, what he wanted to know was whether Jia Jue was Wu Yang's son.

Liu Tian ran out quickly after hearing the words.

Jia Zheng was at a loss when he heard the words, skeleton?What skeleton?

After a while, Liu Tian returned to the hall again, holding a tray in his hand, covered with a white cloth.

The old eunuch immediately took the tray from Liu Tian, ​​and then lifted the white cloth.

A human bone suddenly appeared in front of everyone.

Jia Zheng's eyes widened, and he looked at Zhao Qi in shock.

Zhao Qi said lightly: "Jia Aiqing don't need to be surprised, this is the method of dripping bones."

In ancient times, there are two types of blood recognition, the first is the method of combining blood, which is to see whether the blood is compatible.