When I Ditched the Protagonist [Quick Transmigration]

When she walked out of the Qianyuan Hall, Su Mingxiu smelled the fragrance of flowers in full bloom. She saw peonies in full bloom in the flower garden outside the hall, and their alluring grace lit up the dark sky inside the palace gate.

She was dressed in a crimson purple python robe, and because she was the highest king with a different surname in Xiao Zhou's history, and also worshiped the prime minister of the cabinet, she was gifted by the emperor to allow her palace carriage to drive into the inner hall of the palace gate.

Now, within three or five steps, an eunuch hastily held up an umbrella, humbly shielding her from the swaying snow, her silk-topped boots stepped on the stone steps, just after the toes of the boots were moistened, they were already greeted by the royal guards into the warm carriage .

Su Mingxiu sat in the warm car, and her own attendant knelt beside her to change her cool boots.

In the car, the silver silk charcoal with fruit and wood fragrance was lighted in the early morning, and the warmth was slowly baked in the gilded niche cage, and there were hot tea and snacks warming on the stove. world.

The cheeks of the person sitting upright were slightly reddened by the heat, which accentuated her already bright facial features even more beautifully. The maid who was kneeling beside her inadvertently caught a glimpse of the master's appearance from the corner of her eye, and her cheeks flushed.

The original owner was once exposed to cold, and when he was an adult, he accidentally fell into a frozen lake during a certain battle, causing the root cause of the disease. Even with martial arts, it is difficult to get rid of the cold poison, so he left behind the disease of chills.

Su Mingxiu sat in the carriage for a while, but his hands and feet still hadn't warmed up, so he hugged a delicately wrapped Mrs. Tang into his arms, and ordered the driver to drive back home.

"Come out and talk, System." In the dizzying warmth, she lazily settled accounts with the things in her mind.

"What are you talking about?" It actually replied.

There was a slight smile in the woman's eyes, set off by her too sharp eyebrows and eyes, like a soft sword, lingering with light, causing people to lose their lives unconsciously.

[How many lifetimes of memory have I lost? 】

"I don't know what you're talking about." The system clearly disgusted her.

Su Mingxiu was originally caressing the dark lines of the silk wrapped around Mrs. Tang in her arms, but now she paused with her fingertips, just as the carriage ran over a small stone and bumped up and down slightly——

The maid who had finished changing her shoes and socks, in the voice of the coachman pleading guilty, gave a soft "ouch", like a baby swallow throwing a ring, and fell to her knees, her voice was as soft as a human being.

Su Mingxiu was still thinking about how to force the truth out of this system.But the system, which knew what she was thinking and had even suffered a dark loss, deliberately chose a world with low technological content when choosing a world, so as to avoid the situation of being taken out and beaten violently in the world of cultivating immortals and abo.

So after thinking for a long time, those who still haven't reached the answer realize that they are caught in a conspiracy, and they are not in a good mood at all. Then they see the maid fall on their knees, and their eyes fly towards themselves again and again, their faces are flushed, as if full of hints .

In fact, there is no such short-sighted servant in Su Mingxiu's mansion.But she couldn't bear it now that she was in power, and some people wanted to take this route to make friends with her, so there was an endless stream of people rushing to her side.

Because she was too close to Xiao Miyun, the new emperor often sat on her lap when he was young.Even in the age of cardamom, Su Mingxiu still likes to teach her how to write and to comment on memorials, so there are private rumors in the court that she is quite feminine.

Therefore, the Yingying and Yanyan in the Zhenbei Palace are like the peony garden outside the Qianyuan Palace, blooming in all seasons.

She narrowed her eyes and said nothing.

So the woman with her palms on her knees seemed to have acquiesced, and boldly leaned closer to her, like a soft snake on a stick, deliberately showing her face to the person who holds the power of life and death in the Xiao Zhou Dynasty In the eyes of the right-hand man.

"Right Prime Minister..."

Su Mingxiu, the king of Zhenbei, is the real achievement. He was able to lead the cabinet because the sword in his hand drank enough blood. Those civil servants who are not afraid of death have already become the souls of the sword. Only soft bones can have a place in this dynasty.

It's probably because people prefer to emphasize something when they don't have anything. The original owner doesn't like to be called a prince, but prefers this "right minister". I don't know if it is to disgust those civil servants.

The same title, said from the mouth of the little emperor, seems to be too blatantly flashy when said from the mouth of this maid, as if he doesn't know what power is, and the attachment of the young bird Su Ming.

Maybe it's because of her love for Su Hui's face, Su Mingxiu thought, she was a little tolerant towards the little emperor.

But the bold maid in front of her who poked her claws towards her master was not within the scope of her forgiveness.

A smile suddenly appeared on her lips, her overly pale face melted like ice and snow, giving people the illusion of intimacy: "Does it look good?"

The maid was captured by her sudden smile, her eyes were filled with astonishment for a moment, unable to recover, she raised her chin unconsciously, looked directly at her, and nodded bewitched.

"Since you like watching it so much, why don't you dig out your eyes and let it stay in my room day and night, watching me for you all the time, okay?"

The smile in her voice is like a stretched sugar thread, so sweet that people can't recover, it means that people can't help but be tempted by the sweetness to get close, and the poison in the mouth becomes a poison-drug that wears the intestines .

The maid suddenly came back to her senses, only to realize what she said, her complexion turned pale, she knelt at her feet, and kowtowed continuously: "My lord, please spare me! This servant dare not!"

Su Mingxiu was not the original owner's sick prince who would make people lose arms and legs at every turn. In order not to let people see the clue, he pretended to be bored and asked people to drag this noisy guy away.

When the smell of makeup and powder in the carriage disappeared, it seemed a little colder in the empty carriage without the breath of a living person.

When I returned to Zhenbei Prince's Mansion, the light snow falling from the sky had turned into heavy snow, and the sky was so dark that people couldn't tell the day from night. Su Mingxiu got off the carriage, wearing a sable fur cloak, and carrying a bag in his arms. Mrs. Tang, with her delicate features and frail body, made people think it was a palace lady returning home to visit her relatives.

But the servants in the palace kept their gazes in order. The housekeeper came up to her and asked her if she wanted to prepare dishes, and said that there were visitors in the study, they were from the Xu family.

The Xu family - a family from the former dynasty, fled with their whole family long before Su Mingxiu's team entered the capital. Now that Xiao Zhou has stabilized, he wants to have a place in the new dynasty.

"understood."

Su Mingxiu had his own plans for these aristocratic families, and he waited without blinking, not intending to go to the study at all.

After she was seated in the hall, the steward asked his servants to order the kitchen to serve food with great winking, and stood beside him, explaining the affairs of the mansion with her one by one, such as who in the court sent gifts in private, who took the opportunity to communicate with the people in the mansion get in a word.

At the end, he paused, and said: "The Holy Majesty and Ji are about to arrive, and the mansion has prepared a congratulatory gift, can the master choose it himself?"

"Let's take a look."

Since it was Xiao Miyun's important birthday, even though she presented herself as a man to the outside world, the ministers knew her identity well, so the [-]th birthday should be more grand.

Xiao Miyun was not welcomed in the palace since she was a child, and despite her status as an imperial concubine, her life was worse than that of a court lady, so once she gained power, she loved extravagant things very much.

The things the butler prepared for this were also very fond of Xiao Miyun, such as the Eight Immortals crossing the seascape carved out of a whole piece of red agate, red like pigeon blood;

There are also dozens of seaside embroiderers sewing a picture of a screen of mountains and rivers covering thousands of miles.

Dozens of presents were brought in by servants one by one, almost across the east and west, from the coast to the inland, wherever Su Mingxiu's sword and sword touched, all the rare and exotic items entered her house.

She could also feel the favoritism of the original owner towards Xiao Miyun.

"You don't need to choose, just send them to the palace—"

Su Mingxiu leaned against the back of the sandalwood chair, closed his eyes slightly, as if closing his eyes to rest his mind, and said in a very soft voice, "The child of the Holy Spirit likes to be lively, and the birthday is once a year, which is a rare celebration. To make her happy."

"Yes." The butler withdrew with the gift.

A moment later, a black figure rose and fell silently, kneeling in front of her. This is Su Mingxiu's real eyes and ears, responsible for reporting to her the private situation of the courtiers, as well as every move in the palace.

When he mentioned that "the son of the Xu family has recently been bestowed with a waist card by the emperor, and frequently entered the palace privately to be holy", Su Mingxiu slowly opened his eyes.

"Oh?"

She asked with a half-smile: "The imperial waist card?"

Simultaneously.

Outside Tangquan Hall.

Regardless of the dissuasion of the palace people, Xiao Miyun kicked away the eunuch standing in front of the imperial chariot: "I hate eunuchs the most in my life, get out of my sight."

But the figure was still kneeling in front of him, and the wind and snow fell obliquely between the sky and the earth, easily bending his back: "My lord, forgive me. The dragon body, the servant does not know how to deal with it to the right."

Xiao Miyun, who had an appointment with Xu Shizi but was inconvenient to meet in Qianyuan Hall, sneered when he heard his words, she is the emperor, Su Mingxiu is no more than a courtier, and she still has to explain things to him?

But she knows that this palace is not a single iron bucket, especially these eunuchs have no power here, and they will fall towards the most powerful force like weeds.

So she was silent for a moment, "I know the safety of the relatives on the right, I know it well, there is no need for you, a slave, to spread the word—"

"Now that my birthday is approaching, I suddenly heard my biological mother crying in my dream last night. I felt it, and I just wanted to use this to go to her palace to pay homage."

"You step back, I have someone to take care of me."

The eunuch refused to leave, so he was kicked away by the palace servant beside Xiao Miyun, and spat at him again: "You dog, don't block the way here."

Before Xiao Miyun entered the Tangquan Hall, he took a special look here to make sure that the eunuch hadn't followed, so he hurriedly picked up his clothes and went to the side hall.

No one came to this cold hall in the past, so it was extremely gloomy and cold. Xiao Miyun stamped his feet and paced back and forth, breathed into his palms, squeezed his ears, and it took a long time before he heard a faint sound of the door opening.

Her heart was already a little irritable, but when she turned around, she showed a surprised expression, and called out very sweetly: "Brother Xu!"

The visitor also came towards her quickly, calling out tenderly, "Sister Xiao."