The killer concubine of the sick prince

Sleeves danced lightly, and her figure was so graceful that Jiang Jiuyi almost stared straight at her.

Zhao Ruixi sensed something profound from Jiang Jiuyi's expression, and looked around Jiang Jiuyi meaningfully in his eyes, as if comfortingly said: "You are still young, you will grow."

"?" Jiang Jiuyi, who was fascinated by the sight, turned her head and glanced at Zhao Ruixi's pretending to be profound in wonder. She felt that his brain was sick, so she simply turned her head to watch the song and dance performance, thinking that Zhao Ruixi was nothing.

Zhao Ruixi wasn't annoyed at all, he just tasted the wine and chatted with Jiang Jiuyi from time to time.

But with Jiang Jiuyi, it doesn't feel so good. I was concentrating on watching the performance, but someone always wants to interrupt you, and what I said is not very nutritious, and it even feels a bit like looking for trouble.

The atmosphere between the two of them formed a small world, and some people felt uncomfortable watching it. I don't know which family's daughter, holding a poise, smiled and invited Princess Xi to come up and perform.

Jiang Jiuyi never expected that the flames of war could be burned on her. What does the performance stage of these female relatives have to do with him as a man?

At the moment when Emperor Meng Qing called her by name, Jiang Jiuyi's gaze wished she could swallow Zhao Ruixi alive.

Zhao Ruixi blinked her eyes as if nothing happened, and she didn't seem to think that Jiang Jiuyi's performance would cause anything.

"Scholar Jiang is well-read in poetry and books, and his children must not be ordinary people. Princess Xi might as well set an example for all the female family members here."

It was really a big hat. Jiang Jiuyi saluted, but he was also a little at a loss. Why did he need to express himself in such a public place?

As time passed by every minute and every second, Ke Jiang Jiuyi still didn't move.

"Princess Xi, what are you going to perform?"

Although it is said that occupations do not distinguish between high and low, but in this situation, if someone points out to dance in public for fun, that is to be despised.

This is different from the daughters of aristocratic families who prepared the show together, this is more like a provocation.

"Royal father,"

The sudden voice behind her and her hand holding made Jiang Jiuyi feel strangely relaxed.

"Father, Yi'er is different from those official ladies who have not yet left the cabinet. It is somehow inappropriate for a prince and concubine to do these things." Zhao Ruixi changed the subject and stabbed at Hanlin, who was still complacently begging Meng Qinghuang for orders just now. Lu Wenqing, the daughter of the Lu family, "Do you think she is the daughter of the Hanlin Lu family?"

Lu Wenqing's delicate face turned pale in an instant, and she muttered, "Fourth prince, I..."

Meng Qinghuang didn't speak, he stared at Zhao Ruixi for a long time, and suddenly laughed, "It's because I didn't think carefully, fourth daughter-in-law, would you like it?"

willing?

Does he still have the chance to make his own choice?

Jiang Jiuyi blinked slowly, silently greeting Meng Qinghuang's family in her heart.

Even the sound of the music stopped silently, Jiang Jiuyi smiled, and in the eyes of others, her red lips parted slightly, and she said, "Going back to the emperor, my son will perform a sword dance. But——I want this Miss come with me."

"it is good!"

The stage used for performances in the middle was cleared out, and Jiang Jiuyi asked Si Lefang to play some sonorous and powerful music, so that the young lady in charge of playing the pipa and the elder brother who played the drums should cooperate.

Hearing the first drum sound, Jiang Jiuyi soared up like a swaying swallow, and in an instant there was a long sword with a cold light in his hand.

He actually snatched the sword from the guards inadvertently.

Wearing a luxurious robe, but his figure is full of murderous looks, and his moves are open and closed. This is not a sword dance at all, it is a sword dance.

Seeing that her limelight had been suppressed, Lu Wenqing was naturally unwilling, and immediately started dancing while stepping on the drums.

But no matter how much you want to dance to the chilling music, how can children who have never really seen blood have such an understanding?

But a beauty is a beauty after all, and the soft and weak Lu Wenqing is like a beautiful flower that people can't help but want to take care of. Jiang Jiuyi picked up Lu Wenqing's chin with a sword, and then slowly approached, with a voice that only two people can hear Said: "Be a beautiful flower that blooms in blood."

Even though Lu Wenqing was a person who would act irrationally due to impulsiveness, she was definitely not a stupid person, and she understood Jiang Jiuyi's words immediately.

No longer thinking about competing with Jiang Jiuyi, but instead showing off her beauty.

One tough and one soft, they are surprisingly harmonious in such a battlefield-like background music.

With the sound of the last drum, Jiang Jiuyi retreated, and Lu Wenqing fell into his arms.

Wen Xiangnunyu is in her arms, even though Jiang Jiuyi is only a 14-year-old child now, she can't help but feel a wave of excitement.

Zhao Ruixi, who was watching the performance from a distance, suddenly felt that something was wrong. The two girls embracing each other in the center of the hall were so beautiful that they became dazzling in his eyes.

Outrageous, he actually felt that a girl would pose a threat to him.

At the end of the dance, there was thunderous applause in the hall, and everyone was intoxicated in the atmosphere just created and did not want to wake up.

This is a rather novel way of performing. The hardness of the sword and the softness of the woman are fused with each other, and the two temperaments are brought to the extreme. On the contrary, it is more attractive than mutual accommodation.

"My fourth daughter-in-law, I didn't expect to be so secretive. Jiang Dashi really has an amazing daughter." Emperor Meng Qing's words seemed to be inadvertent, but it was not so in the ears of the listeners. something happened.

Jiang Bingyu's complexion became stiff, but Zhao Ruixi didn't see anything unusual, he stepped forward to hold Jiang Jiuyi's hand, thanked the emperor for his kindness, and led him back to his seat.

So he didn't see the complexity that flashed in Lu Wenqing's eyes.

When she stepped off the stage, there was only a "hiss", and the red skirt was cracked layer by layer, even revealing the snow-white undershirt around the waist.

And a nail glowing with cold light on the stage exuded silent ridicule there.

Before everyone could react, Zhao Ruixi took the lead in putting his robe on Jiang Jiuyi.

The sudden darkness made Jiang Jiuyi stunned for a moment, and then realized that it was Zhao Ruixi who took off his coat for herself.

"Don't worry, I'll let someone take you to change clothes."

Jiang Jiuyi was dressed in Zhao Ruixi's outer robe and a fox fur, and followed the palace servants out under Zhao Ruixi's eyes in a tight and airtight manner.

Everything happened so suddenly that he realized now that someone should want to make a fool of himself, not only the one who lost Prince Xi's mansion, but also the royal family.

who can that be?

"Princess Xi, please go this way."

Jiang Jiuyi silently followed the steps of the palace lady, and memorized the route by the way. He really didn't know the way in the palace, but it was still possible to remember where he walked.

He wrinkled his nose, feeling that the palace that the little maid brought him here smelled a little fragrant.

"What is this place?"

"Princess Huixi, this is the place where Si Le Fang and the people from the Wu Music Department change clothes, so it is inevitable that there is a smell of makeup. Please wait for a while."

"I have already ordered someone to add charcoal to the princess, please let the princess change her clothes at ease."

Saying that the little palace maid sent in a set of palace clothes, she closed the door and retreated.

The temperature in the hall was indeed very high, even after taking off the heavy winter clothes, I didn't feel the cold.

I have never eaten pork and I have seen pigs running. It is obvious what will happen in this situation. The clumsy technique even the most bloody romance novels dare not use such a vulgar plot, but it just happened.

Jiang Jiuyi, who had changed her clothes, listened to the rustling outside, hid a delicate and small dagger in her sleeve, and turned her back to the door, as if she was unaware of everything outside.

"Squeak-"

"Still awake?"

Jiang Jiuyi pretended to be weak and powerless, turned her head slightly, and saw that the person who came was a young man dressed in fine clothes, who had just seen him in the hall.

"What's the point of following that sick kid like Zhao Ruixi? It's better to follow me. At least it will make you feel refreshed."

The visitor spoke indecently, Jiang Jiuyi seemed to be really confused, and asked out of breath, "Who are you?"

"Follow me and I'll tell you who I am."

"Don't come here!"

Jiang Jiuyi backed away in horror, leaning against the table with soft feet, the visitor chuckled and approached Jiang Jiuyi step by step.

"I--"

Before she could finish her words, she fell to the ground with her body turned limp and her eyes rolled. Jiang Jiuyi put away her weak appearance, couldn't help but kicked the person in front of her, and even crushed him on the face.

Just when he was about to go out from this side hall, suddenly a wave of heat hit his body.

"Well--"

Damn, he was drugged!

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