The killer concubine of the sick prince

Empress Xia was listening to Xuege pulling Jiang Jiuyi to sit down.

This place is a warm pavilion, although it is open on all sides, it still has a lingering warmth.

Jiang Jiuyi actually didn't quite understand why Empress Xia was so kind to him, as if Jiang Jiuyi was her daughter.

The palace man served some delicious snacks, which were delicious in color and fragrance, and the puff pastry looked very tempting when it was steaming. He was indeed hungry after tossing about this early in the morning, so he picked up a piece and put it in his mouth without thinking much.

After a piece of snack was eaten, Jiang Jiuyi had no time to savor the fragrance lingering in her mouth when she saw the Queen looking at him and smiling slightly.

Laughing so hard that he was a little confused, he tried his best to touch the corner of his mouth with a pink handkerchief like a lady, and asked, "Mother?"

Unexpectedly, the empress smiled even more kindly, and beckoned to the palace servants, "Biyun, go to the small kitchen to heat up a cup of nourishing soup, and see if there are any fresh fruits to bring along."

Jiang Jiuyi blinked and watched the ladies in the palace filed in. After a while, the small table in front of him was filled with all kinds of food, including soup, refreshments and even fresh melons and fruits.

As a newcomer, Jiang Jiuyi has no understanding of this era, and she doesn't know how rare fresh melons and fruits are in such a midwinter, so she took an orange and peeled it without making any excuses.

"Were you exhausted last night?"

Hearing the queen's voice, Jiang Jiuyi nodded, she was really exhausted, she was so weak that even killing chickens was difficult, but she spent most of the night fighting wits with assassins, and had to be wary of two old foxes, Mr. Feng and Zhao Ruixi , but not exhausted.

Suddenly, Jiang Jiuyi felt something caressing his hair, he stiffly restrained his instinct to do something, and looked up at the queen who was stroking his hair.

"Queen?"

Empress Xia sighed slightly, "Although Xi'er is already a weak crown, she still has a child's temper and personality, so it's inevitable that she doesn't know the seriousness. If it tortures people severely, I will send a teaching nun to the mansion to have a good talk with him." .”

Jiang Jiuyi vaguely felt that this topic was a bit inappropriate, as if a wheel was driving towards his face, but she couldn't figure out what was wrong.

He is not a person who would embarrass himself, so if he couldn't think of it, he didn't think about it. In order to show his friendliness, he divided the peeled orange in half and handed it to the queen.

The queen stared blankly at the extra half of an orange in the small dish in front of her, as if there was some picture overlapping with the little girl in front of her, her eyes were a little hot, she took the orange from Jiang Jiuyi, and put it in petal by petal In his mouth, he ate very slowly, as if he was tasting some peerless delicacy.

Jiang Jiuyi couldn't understand Empress Xia's excitement, she only thought that her oranges were peeled too well, and she moved the dignified Empress.

It’s not that Jiang Jiuyi is bragging, his oranges are indeed peeled very well, the orange peel is evenly and neatly divided into five petals, the orange veins on the orange flesh are picked clean by him, the orange flesh and white fingertips Complementing each other, just looking at it is a pleasure.

"Which wife of the Jiang family is your mother?"

Jiang Jiuyi's memory flashed a figure who died in depression in the small courtyard, "He has passed away."

"If you have any difficulties in the future, you can tell me about it. If Zhao Ruixi bullies you, just say it. Although he is not his biological mother, sister Su entrusted him to me before she left, so I can say something to him."

Jiang Jiuyi's eyes moved along the hands of the two to the Queen's face, and she keenly noticed that the Queen's expression was rare and soft when she mentioned her "Sister Su", and even called herself "I" Instead of "this palace".

If the queen is not the biological mother of the fourth prince, then who is his mother and concubine?

Full of doubts, Jiang Jiuyi followed the guidance of the palace staff to go to Zhaoning Hall. After serving tea, he had to go back. Now he is going to Zhaoning Hall to find Zhao Ruixi, and then the two of them will go to Jiang's house together.

Go to the Jiang family who dares to let a 14-year-old child take the place of the dead ghost.

From Tingxue Pavilion to Zhaoning Hall, there was a long way to go, passing through the bedroom of the concubines in the harem, and then he saw a concubine whom he had just met in Zhaoning Hall.

The person who came was Concubine Xian, who should be the highest-ranking woman in the harem besides the queen and also the woman with the most right to speak.

Concubine Xian's temperament is completely opposite to that of the empress, gentle and soft like a puddle of water, when she looks at you with a smile, it seems that half of the bones are brittle.

"Princess Xi, sit here."

Amidst the sprinkling of snowflakes, Concubine Xian was sitting in the pavilion with a silver-gray fox fur embracing her, with a pot of charcoal burning at her feet. Even though her face had aged, she still had the sweetness and innocence of a child.

Concubine Xian should be older than the queen, and the traces of time can be faintly seen on her face, but this does not prevent time from endowing her with a unique calm temperament.

Jiang Jiuyi pointed at herself, and after receiving the affirmation from Concubine Xian, she lifted her skirt and walked through the white snow into this small pavilion.

After entering, he discovered that there were roasted sweet potatoes buried in the charcoal brazier.

"Is there something wrong with Concubine Xian?"

Concubine Xian didn't speak, and poked the sweet potatoes in the charcoal brazier with tongs, Jiang Jiuyi could already smell the sweet smell floating in the air, and her stomach that was full from the queen's just now started to move again.

"It's nothing. Since Xi'er left the palace to build a mansion, the palace has become much deserted. There may have been no new people in the palace for a long time. If you can add a son and a half in the coming year, come to this lifeless Zhengjin Palace. It will be a little bit different.”

Jiang Jiuyi couldn't help shivering. He is a man, only 14 years old, yet he has to bear such high expectations...

"However—" Concubine Xian changed the subject, "Princess Xi is still young, so it's not too late to delay for two years."

But before Jiang Jiuyi could heave a sigh of relief, Concubine Xian said again: "Xi'er's mother passed away early, and her temperament may be a bit surly, but she is not a bad person. If there is something negligent, just say so. If he makes a fuss If it's too much, someone will take care of him."

Concubine Xian seemed to be supporting Jiang Jiuyi with her words, but she was actually defending Zhao Ruixi.

This made him curious about Zhao Ruixi, what kind of charm does this person have that can make the concubines in the harem speak well of him one after another, but they still treat this unlovable guy like their own son even though they are clearly not his mother.

"Xie Xianfei, empress."

During the conversation, Concubine Xian took out a jadeite bracelet with clear water head, ice green, and elegant lines, one can tell it is not ordinary at a glance.

"Princess Xi, this was entrusted to me by sister Su. Now that Xi'er is married, I will entrust her things to you. I hope you and Xi'er will have a long time together. In two years, when Xi'er goes to Liuyang Fan, don't come back again, the emperor is far away, and I have been to your fairy days."

The wind and snow were still there, and the small pavilion was blown thoroughly by the cold wind after all.

Jiang Jiuyi raised her head and looked out of the pavilion following Concubine Xian's gaze, only to see a wind chime on the top of the tower in the distance shaking in the wind and snow, revealing a dull sound.

The melancholy in Concubine Xian's words made Jiang Jiuyi puzzled, as if the next two years of the Great Rong Dynasty would inevitably be a bloody storm, and everything unknown was waiting for him to walk in with its bloody mouth open.

Whether it was the empress who was suspiciously kind and kind, or the concubine Xian, these people seemed to be telling him that there would be no peace in the future, and that he should stay away from this troubled water as soon as possible.

Perhaps, he thought, it was imperative to end it as soon as possible and find a way to get out.

[The author has something to say: Empress Xia is an old gossip

Empress Xia: Hey, young people should take good care of their bodies]