Adore Trick of Beauty

Nie Wushuang returned to the palace, his heart heavy, and naturally there was no smile on his face. Fortunately, the banquet is almost over at this time, and there is no need to entertain the ladies and kings anymore.

Seeing her heavy thoughts, Xiao Fengming knew that something was on her mind, so he shook her hand slightly. Nie Wushuang noticed the warmth and strength conveyed by her hands, turned back to look into his calm handsome eyes, felt warm in her heart, and slowly snuggled closer to him.

After the banquet was over, the emperor and empress returned to the Manna Palace. Nie Wushuang waved away the palace attendants and handed the account books brought by King Jin to Xiao Fengming. Xiao Fengming slowly flipped through the pages while Nie Wushuang remained silent.

After a long time, Xiao Fengming closed the book and rubbed his forehead: "I didn't expect it was him."

Nie Wushuang carefully placed the account book in a wooden box and called Yang Zhi to carefully store it. Then he stepped forward and shook Xiao Fengming's hand: "Your Majesty, don't be sad. Now that you know who is behind the scenes, it will be much easier. At this time, the evidence of the crime is all there, and it is justifiable to take him. Feng."

Xiao Fengming's eyes were as soft as spring water: "Shuang'er has worked hard. If it weren't for you, I wouldn't be able to take care of it. When there is an accident, the people will suffer again."

Nie Wushuang had a complicated mood and lowered his head. After a long time, he slowly said: "The emperor doesn't know something. These books were... delivered to the hands of Prince Jin."

Xiao Fengming was shocked and couldn't help but look at her with wide eyes. Nie Wushuang smiled bitterly: "But King Jin couldn't keep him, and he didn't even see him."

Nie Wushuang raised his head, with tears in his eyes: "Feng Ming, is he complaining about me..."

"Why are you blaming you?" Xiao Fengming held her hand tightly, with eyes like an ancient pool in the abyss: "You have done what you should do. If he really complains, he will only blame me."

He held her in his arms, treating her like a treasure: "Wushuang, believe me, one day we will see him again. By then, there will be no love or hate. He is our relative, our dearest relative."

The guilt in Nie Wushuang's heart was finally soothed by him, and she buried it in his chest with a long sigh. There was still the noble ambergris on his body, as always, which made her slowly settle down, as if in his arms, the years were peaceful and her life was stable.

…

King Jin left the palace and was leading the guards to stride out of the palace. A shadow flashed beside him, and he couldn't help but stop and look at King Jing who was standing in front of him.

"Sixth brother." King Jin greeted lightly.

King Jing smiled slightly, stepped forward and took King Jin's hand affectionately: "Where did the eighth brother go at the banquet just now? Let the sixth brother and I have no chance to have a few more drinks with you, otherwise I will follow the sixth brother now Let's go together and have a few drinks at Brother Six's house?"

King Jin watched him hold his hand, struggled slightly, and then broke away: "Brother Six is ​​kind, but it's getting late today. Let's try another day."

King Jing looked at his unfamiliar expression, his eyes sank slightly, and he walked beside him unhurriedly: "Eighth brother doesn't seem to like being with a few brothers."

King Jin paused and glanced at King Jing coldly: "This is indeed my fault. When I left the capital, I was too young and my elder brothers didn't remember it clearly."

King Jing smiled and said slowly: "But the eighth brother still remembers the emperor."

King Jin simply stopped and looked at King Jing thoughtfully with squinted eyes: "What do you want to say, Brother Six?"

King Jing looked around and saw that the guards were all five or six feet away from them. Then he lowered his head and smiled: "Brother Six, what I want to say, Brother Eight should understand very well."

King Jin sneered: "Sixth brother, among all the brothers, I think you have the deepest thoughts, but I never expected that you are the one who can't calm down the most."

King Jing was not angry, and looked at the sunset on the horizon leisurely: "Sixth brother, I have good intentions, why should eighth brother act like he is rejecting people thousands of miles away?"

King Jin smiled coldly: "A kind intention? I really don't appreciate it, little brother. By the way, Sixth Brother, I heard that Gong Zhengsi also detained several palace servants who served the queen. I wonder if these palace servants will cause chaos. By talking, I recruited people who shouldn't be exposed, and ruined some people's plans."

King Jing was startled, then laughed: "Eighth brother is so well-informed, but who committed something?"

Seeing his deep smile and his deep eyes, King Jin snorted coldly and strode out of the palace without saying a word. King Jing stood there for a long time.

A man with a handsome appearance behind him whispered in front of him: "Your Highness, what should we do?"

There was a cold look in King Jing's eyes: "A bunch of trash! Is it true that Gong Zhengsi can't get in?"

The man shook his head: "Now that Manager Yang has been replaced, Gong Zhengsi's people can't take care of this matter."

King Jing sneered: "It seems that King Jin has decided to be stubborn and intend to be loyal to the emperor."

"What does His Highness mean?..." the man asked.

King Jing smiled slightly and spat out the word "Kill!" from his thin lips.

…

Yanqiu was awakened by a "clang" sound. When she raised her head, she saw that the maid who came to serve her had knocked over the basin. Seeing that she had woken up Yanqiu, she said apologetically: "Miss Yanqiu, do you want to get up and drink some water?"

Yanqiu looked at the clock and realized that he had been sleeping on and off for several days, so he lay down and said, "Thank you."

Seeing that she was able to stand up alone, the palace maid stepped forward to check her wound. It turned out that it was the hospital's good medicine. The wound had healed well in just a few days, and it was estimated that it would scab in a few days.

"Miss Yanqiu, you see the wound is much better," the palace maid said happily.

Yanqiu saw that he was once covered with bruises, but now he was mostly healed. He couldn't help but smile bitterly and sighed: He really is a poor person, he survived such a severe punishment, and he healed in a few days. But no matter what, surviving this disaster can be regarded as a blessing from God.

She suddenly remembered something, pulled the palace maid, and asked in a low voice: "Sister, I want to ask you something. Do you know how... Miss Ji Qiu is doing?"

After she finished speaking, she felt extremely conflicted. It was she who confessed to Ji Qiu, but now if something happens to Ji Qiu because of her words, she would really feel uneasy.

"Miss Ji Qiu?" The palace maid looked puzzled and seemed to have no idea.

Yanqiu suddenly became discouraged. She couldn't find out anything by asking. Since Manager Yang arranged for her to be here, he would not let the news reach her ears easily.

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