The killer concubine of the sick prince

When Jiang Jiuyi took the roasted sweet potatoes from Concubine Xian and walked to Zhaoning Hall in twists and turns, she saw Zhao Ruixi with a gloomy face coming out of it, and behind him stood an angry emperor who was indisputable.

Before Jiang Jiuyi could open his mouth, Zhao Ruixi, who walked weakly when he came, had already strode out and even grabbed his wrist and walked out.

Jiang Jiuyi was wearing jingle bells and was carrying a food box filled with roasted sweet potatoes in her hand. Her skirt and cloak were dragging on the ground, and being pulled by Zhao Ruixi like this, she would fall if she was a little unstable.

This kind of dog temper... No wonder Jiang Jiuning, the eldest daughter of the Jiang family, is unwilling to marry him.

Jiang Jiuyi slandered secretly, and followed Zhao Ruixi all the way to Xuan'anmen, carrying the hem of the clothes with one hand and carrying the food box, regardless of her manners.

The Changsheng guards were still waiting outside the palace, and when they saw Zhao Ruixi, they greeted him, Zhao Ruixi snorted coldly and got into the carriage, he didn't look like someone who was about to die last night.

Could it be——that quack doctor Feng Zhiyan's medical skills are really so powerful?

After getting into the carriage, without the prying eyes of the outside world, Zhao Ruixi seemed to be more unscrupulous, and there was a gloomy flash in those beautiful eyes, as if everything was not going well.

I really don't know where I got so angry with my own father.

Jiang Jiuyi has never seen what her own father looks like, let alone getting along with her parents, so she doesn't know what it's like for a child to get along with their parents, but Zhao Ruixi's reckless look—he thinks he should be quiet Fill your belly with a baked sweet potato.

As soon as the food box was opened, the sweet smell of roasted sweet potatoes filled the entire carriage, which made Zhao Ruixi, who was leaning on the cushion and still angry, opened his eyes instantly.

Following Jiang Jiuyi's movements, his eyes fell on the roasted sweet potatoes that were so oily. The golden-red roasted sweet potatoes radiated heat in this gloomy winter day, which made people feel much better.

Seeing Zhao Ruixi looking over, Jiang Jiuyi thought for a while and raised the half-peeled roasted sweet potato and asked, "Do you want to eat it?"

There was a bit of innocence in these words, as if the person in front of him was not Zhao Ruixi, the eccentric Fourth Prince of the Great Rong Dynasty, but a friend of a similar age.

Zhao Ruixi's eyes fell on Jiang Jiuyi's blackened fingertips, he looked away in disgust, and said two words, "Don't eat."

Jiang Jiuyi, who was rejected, was not ashamed, said "oh", then retracted her hand, and carefully breathed out, sending the hot roasted sweet potatoes into her stomach one mouthful at a time.

Jiang Jiuyi is always very serious when eating, and his movements are fast but not rude, so that people who watch him eat think it is a visual pleasure.

Jiang Jiuyi, who was devoting herself to eating, noticed the gaze from the side, and quietly turned her body sideways, as if a small animal was protecting the food.

Seeing this, Zhao Ruixi was annoyed for a while, "...this king wouldn't want to eat your roasted sweet potatoes!"

As soon as the words fell, an embarrassing grunt sounded from the carriage.

Jiang Jiuyi, "...how about you eat some?"

"Don't eat!"

Seeing that Zhao Ruixi wanted to say something, Jiang Jiuyi couldn't be bothered, so she just broke a piece of roasted sweet potato and stuffed it directly into his mouth.

Suddenly, the car fell silent.

Jiang Jiuyi smiled with satisfaction, finally allowing him to eat in peace.

The roasted sweet potatoes are no longer hot after drying for a while, but they are still very sweet.The person who baked it carefully and the heat is in place, the taste is soft and glutinous, and there is a bit of burnt aroma near the outer skin, as if it can be sweet to people's hearts.

Talking while eating is not elegant, and Zhao Ruixi, who has a good face, is even more unlikely to make such a rude move. When he finally finished eating the roasted sweet potatoes in his mouth and was about to have another piece, he found Jiang Jiuyi's hand It was so empty that only the skin remained.

She couldn't help but sneered: "...Who is the daughter of a family who is in such a mess."

Jiang Jiuyi was wiping the dust off her fingertips with a handkerchief, without raising her head, she said, "Which family is such a humble prince?"

Although Zhao Ruixi is a sick child or an embarrassing son of a former empress, when has he ever been verbally disadvantaged?Immediately, I will say one, two, three, four to Jiang Jiuyi.

But looking at Jiang Jiuyi, who was thin and frail, she was surprisingly strong. She pushed him back into the mat, and said without raising her head, "There's still in the basket. I'll peel it off for you. Don't talk."

Zhao Ruixi, "..."

Hey, did you expect this little girl to be a bit domineering?

Thinking of what Feng Zhiyan said that the little girl was willing to come to this fire pit for the eldest lady of the Jiang family because she liked him, and thinking of the troubles in the future, she felt that it would not be a problem to be nice to this little girl for the time being.

When this wave of troubles is over, more compensation will be given. Although Prince Xi's Mansion is unpopular, it won't be able to protect a little yellow-haired girl.

Jiang Jiuyi's movements were quick, and she peeled a new roasted sweet potato in a short time, then put it on a plate and handed it to Zhao Ruixi.

He figured it out, Zhao Ruixi probably has a cleanliness habit, and he does things to save face, but if he doesn't do enough, he will be nagging again and again, which is very annoying.

Jiang Jiuyi is not a talkative person, and he doesn't like people talking to him, because he is not good at it and doesn't know how to respond, so he simply doesn't listen to it to keep himself clean.

But Zhao Ruixi couldn't live in peace. He only ate a small piece of the roasted sweet potato that he just handed over, and he didn't move anymore. He stretched his legs lazily in the narrow carriage and asked, "Who gave this roasted sweet potato?" of?"

"Concubine Xian."

Zhao Ruixi's gaze was very sharp, fixed on him like an eagle, "Who else have you met besides Concubine Xian?"

"Queen." Jiang Jiuyi replied in a straightforward manner. It is estimated that there are many eyeliners in the palace, and his actions cannot escape the eyes of others.

"What did they say?"

Jiang Jiuyi thought for a while, and found it difficult to repeat what the two harem ladies had said, so she summed it up concisely: "Please don't bully me."

"What a joke!" Zhao Ruixi snorted, "Why would this king care about a little girl like you?"

Jiang Jiuyi felt that what he was talking about was bullshit, and she didn't want to argue with this crazy prince after eating and drinking enough. She went in one ear and out the other, as if she didn't hear it.

It was getting colder in the carriage, and when the two of them were going back to Jiangfu, Zhao Ruixi felt that it would be rude of him if he really asked about the situation in Jiangfu, even though he already knew about Jiang Jiuyi's situation this morning, but I still decided to ask again, lest outsiders say that Zhao Ruixi is a waste who can't even take care of the princess.

After coughing, he said, "How does the Jiang family treat you?"

Jiang Jiuyi glanced at him, and felt that this question was an idiot, and he didn't believe that this eccentric and suspicious prince would not investigate him thoroughly.

He didn't say anything, just stretched out his hand to Zhao Ruixi.

These are a pair of thin hands, although they are white but rough, with tiny cuts and countless scars on them.

It's worse than roughing a maid's hand.

Before Zhao Ruixi was indifferent when Changsheng told him about Jiang Jiuyi's life in the Jiang family, but now that he was standing in front of him alive, he couldn't sit still.

Although he can be regarded as the most unpleasant prince in this dynasty, he has never been short on food and clothing, and even good things are still only for him, just because he has a whole body of problems from his mother's womb, and he can't keep them all. Someday I will burp.

But what about the little girl in front of me?

The concubine who is not even qualified to enter the genealogy, grew up with his crazy mother in a small broken courtyard to live and eat, and finally grew up so big that he was pushed out to be a scapegoat.

The assassination last night was aimed at him, wanting his life, but I didn't expect this little girl who didn't know anything to save him by mistake, not only messing up those people's plans, but even taking the initiative The power was regained in his hands.

He, Zhao Ruixi, is indeed not a good person, but he still understands the point of repaying his kindness. It is just a small favor, and there is nothing wrong with helping this unaccompanied little girl.

He stretched out his hand to pat Jiang Jiuyi's furry hair, "Don't worry, I'll help you get back the place where that old man in Jiangge bullied you later."

Jiang Jiuyi, who was stupefied, was photographed. With his level of vigilance, he failed to notice and then dodged Zhao Ruixi's sudden movements. He was staggered by Zhao Ruixi's indifferent movements.

Jiang Jiuyi, "...?"

[The author has something to say: Zhao Si: I am the only one who can bully me

91: (When can he shut up and be quiet for a while)]