The prince and his concubines have a little princess

On the way to the gate of the house, Jiang Jingqiao frequently looked at Zhao Qingzhi, hesitant to speak.

Zhao Qingzhi could feel Jiang Jingqiao's gaze, but she found that she couldn't face Jiang Jingqiao's probing gaze, she was a little afraid, and even wanted to avoid it.

Regarding her previous life, she had been guessing all the time, but what Jiang Jingyu said today made her heartbroken, but at the same time she was a little reluctant to admit it, and even resisted it.Her heart, which was already hurt just now, was pulled up, and if she touched it again, she might collapse. She didn't want to talk about her past life with Jiang Jingqiao when she couldn't bear it in her heart.

Jiang Jingqiao glanced at Zhao Qingzhi several times, and there were some things that he had to face sooner or later.

"Do...do you have anything you want to ask me?" Jiang Jingqiao said slowly, "I haven't decided how to ask it now, so I can ask it while I'm sleeping."

Zhao Qingzhi heard the words and whispered: "What are you talking about, Your Highness?"

Jiang Jingqiao was stunned for a moment, the other party was pretending to be confused, and felt bad for a while, did she feel disappointed in her after hearing what happened in her previous life, or did she not care about Xiao An's death? ? ?At this moment, Zhao Qingzhi can still hold back, is this the restraint and calm that a concubine mother should have?

Jiang Jingqiao held his breath, broke his arm from Zhao Qingzhi's hand, and walked forward with difficulty.

Seeing this, Zhao Qingzhi sighed slightly, and hurriedly followed.

Xu Qingqiu pursed his lips, this is fine, how could King Jing suddenly lose his temper, marry into the royal family, how much wronged he will suffer in this life.

A group of people walked to the door of the house, and when they opened the door, they saw a dense crowd of soldiers standing at the door, and each soldier had the word "Huang" on the front of his clothes.

"The admiral of the Nine Gates, Lu Kang, pays homage to His Royal Highness King Jing and Concubine Jing, the rescue is too late, and he will be punished with death!!" The admiral of the Nine Gates lifted his robe and knelt down, his head pressed tightly against the ground.

Kneeling, Wang Xin, a member of the military department behind him, and a group of Imperial City soldiers knelt down.

Jiang Jingqiao was in a very bad mood. Hearing this, he walked up to the Admiral of the Nine Gates, and said coldly, "You are indeed guilty of death. The defense of the imperial capital let King Kang run away so laxly. The two city gate commanders you promoted were all from King Kang. You Tell me, what do you, the admiral of the nine sects, do for food?"

"I'm guilty of death." The admiral of the nine gates said tremblingly.

Hearing this, Jiang Jingqiao said with a cold face: "Don't be in a hurry to die, the leader you promoted is currently ambushing outside a manor in the suburbs with more than two hundred people. If you can capture him, the death penalty will be avoided."

The admiral of the Nine Gates heaved a sigh of relief when he heard this: "I will surely fulfill my mission."

"Get up." After Jiang Jingqiao said, she felt her left leg tremble with pain, and just as she reached out to hold something, she felt the warmth of Zhao Qingzhi's hand.

"His Royal Highness King Xie Jing." Admiral Nine Gates stood up.

"Qingyan knows the way. Take 1000 people and follow him. When you get there, spread the news about King Kang's death. Except for the commander, the rest will not be killed if they are willing to surrender. Remember to bring the weapons hidden in the manor with you after the rebellion , leave tomorrow to return to Beijing, and hand it over to the state treasury." Jiang Jingqiao said, looking coldly at the admiral of the nine gates, "This time the time and place are favorable, if you can't do it again, you will keep your head and personally talk to the emperor brother Let's go."

The admiral of the Nine Gates hurriedly raised his sleeve to wipe the sweat off his brow when he heard the words: "Don't worry, Your Highness, I will definitely handle it well."

Jiang Jingqiao responded and looked at the new Huaiyin County Sheriff Wang Xingzhi, "Master Wang has worked hard. Inside, Uncle Ning is dealing with the aftermath. Since you are the Huaiyin County Sheriff, you should also bring someone in."

Hearing the words, Wang Xingzhi bowed and said, "Here." Then he led the people from the yamen into the house.

Jiang Jingqiao went down the steps step by step, and looked at Wang Xin who was standing beside him: "Yuan Wai Lang, take the rest of the people and go with me."

"Here." Wang Xin responded respectfully, seeing that Jiang Jingqiao's feet were not good, he took a horse from his hand.

Jiang Jingqiao was supported onto the horse, and Zhao Qingzhi just reached out to the other party, but the other party turned a blind eye and turned the horse's head slowly.

"Cousin." Xu Qingqiu held Zhao Qingzhi's hand, "Come ride with me."

When Jiang Jingqiao heard Xu Qingqiu's words, she couldn't be more angry. She couldn't forget that the other party had been single until Zhao Qingzhi died before marrying a woman with eyebrows and eyes similar to Zhao Qingzhi. This is not someone who misses her. What is this?

"Come here." Seeing that Zhao Qingzhi was about to get on Xu Qingqiu's horse, Jiang Jingqiao said with a straight face.

Zhao Qingzhi pursed her lips, she knew what Jiang Jingqiao was angry about.But tonight, she was worried about Jiang Jingqiao all night. It was so easy to see that people were fine and she knew the truth that she didn't want to believe in her heart. In such a short period of time, there was no place in her heart that was not free from suffering, but Jiang Jingqiao, why couldn't she give it to her? Take some time, you must force her so tightly.

Zhao Qingzhi felt resentment in her heart, but she couldn't take Jiang Jingqiao's face off in front of everyone. She looked at Xu Qingqiu apologetically, and walked towards Jiang Jingqiao step by step.

Jiang Jingqiao stretched out his hand and pulled Zhao Qingzhi onto the horse's back, then rode the horse and looked at Xu Qingqiu, provocatively: "Miss Xu's family please lead the way."

Xu Qingqiu got on the horse expressionlessly upon hearing this.

A group of people came to the gate of Xu's mansion, and Xu Qingqiu led them into the mansion.

Zhao Qingzhi walked to the familiar front yard, stopped, looked at Xu Qingqiu and said, "Cousin, we can settle in front, it's too late tonight, don't disturb grandma."

"Grandmother knows she's going to blame me. What's more... King Jing is here. Grandmother and father don't get up to greet them, for fear of being too rude."

Hearing this, Jiang Jingqiao took Zhao Qingzhi's hand and said: "There are not so many etiquettes, and this king is also tired. See you tomorrow."

"Then let Your Highness live in the East Wing tonight." Xu Qingqiu said, personally leading people to the door of the East Wing. "Your Highness, Princess, please rest. Cao Min will arrange for other people to stay, and leave."

"Thank you, cousin." Zhao Qingzhi forced a smile.

"It's so hard to talk about, as long as you are safe." Xu Qingqiu said and walked out.

Jiang Jingqiao stared at Xu Qingqiu's back and gritted her teeth. She hated this Xu Qingqiu, even more than Song Ziyou, for one reason. She was too good, but her character was good, and she hated him.

"Xingwu, show Your Highness the injury." Zhao Qingzhi said, squatting beside Jiang Jingqiao's legs, carefully rolling up Jiang Jingqiao's trouser legs.

When Jiang Jingqiao saw Zhao Qingzhi like this, most of the anger in his heart disappeared.

"Let Xingwu come, you have worked hard this day." Jiang Jingqiao said slowly.

In a word, it made Zhao Qingzhi's eyes warm. She didn't ask for much, just being considerate was enough.

"Your Highness can be considerate, and concubines will not find it hard to do everything." Zhao Qingzhi sniffed, and rolled up Jiang Jingqiao's trouser legs to her knees.

Xing Wu squatted aside, raised his hand to touch Jiang Jingqiao's leg.

In an instant, Jiang Jingqiao's hands clenched the table tightly.

"Be gentle." Zhao Qingzhi held Jiang Jingqiao's hand and instructed Xingwu.

Xingwu took a deep breath when he heard the words: "Your Highness, it's misplaced but not fully recovered. It needs to be removed and replaced again. Please bear with me, Your Highness."

When Jiang Jingqiao heard this, she immediately became angry. Originally, Yun'er's death had diluted her hatred for Yun'er, but now she wanted to curse.

"Ah!" Jiang Jingqiao held Zhao Qingzhi's hand tightly in pain.

The moment Zhao Qingzhi was clenched, she felt her back sweating. It was obvious that Jiang Jingqiao was in more pain than her, so she didn't pull her hand out.

"Okay." Xing Wu quickly followed up and said: "But it still needs to be supported. Tomorrow, the servant will fix His Highness's leg and make a crutch..."

"Get out." Jiang Jingqiao's painful lips turned white, and sweat dripped down her cheeks. When she heard the word crutches, she couldn't contain her anger.

Xing Wu trembled in fright, quickly looked at Zhao Qingzhi, took out a small bottle from his arms and said, "Your Highness has whip wounds and knife wounds, so Princess Lao will take the medicine, servant girl, leave."

Zhao Qingzhi took the medicine and looked at Jiang Jingqiao: "Your Highness, put the medicine on the bed."

Hearing this, Jiang Jingqiao glanced at herself, feeling pain all over her body at the moment, so she responded softly, then stood up, and felt discomfort in her left leg as soon as she took a step.

"This Yun'er, I will have someone pick up her grave tomorrow." Jiang Jingqiao said angrily.

Zhao Qingzhi snorted when she heard the words: "Your Highness's leg has been injured long ago, if I really wanted to hate him, I wouldn't hold his corpse in public."

Jiang Jingqiao was annoyed, she was taken aback when she heard this, and looked at Zhao Qingzhi with an unnatural expression: "That's fine, why are you talking about this, everyone is dead."

"After death, you still want to pick up people's graves. Do you really hate them or want to see them for the last time? Remember to ask Your Highness about your heart."

Jiang Jingqiao was choked for no reason, what's wrong with her to see the face of a dead person?

Jiang Jingqiao looked at Zhao Qingzhi who walked to the side of the bed and made the bed, and was speechless for a long time.

"The bed is ready, Your Highness, come here." Zhao Qingzhi stood beside the bed and said.

Jiang Jingqiao pointed to his leg: "You...you should come here and support it."

Hearing this, Zhao Qingzhi walked to Jiang Jingqiao's side and held her arm: "It turns out that His Highness still needs the help of my concubine. I thought you wanted to take a few steps to feel the pain, so that I could feel Miss Yun'er's love again." .”

"You're jealous of a dead man, what's wrong with you?" Jiang Jingqiao stared at Zhao Qingzhi in a daze.

Zhao Qingzhi looked into Jiang Jingqiao's eyes after hearing the words: "The person is dead, but the appearance is still in your heart, Your Highness. If there is really nothing to do, can you hug him so naturally after death? Didn't your legs hurt when you hugged him? This love His power is really extraordinary."

Jiang Jingqiao felt that he was about to faint from anger.

"It's fortunate that the man is dead. If the man is alive, this king will still have to listen to the love story you made up for this king?" Jiang Jingqiao said blankly. , your cousin is very considerate, this childhood sweetheart, there is no such thing as a private marriage alliance? Could it be that the two of you first had a relationship, and after you were beaten with a stick, you made a kiss with the Song family?"

Hearing this, Zhao Qingzhi bit her lower lip lightly, and lightly sprinkled the medicinal powder on Jiang Jingqiao's wound.

"Hiss!" Jiang Jingqiao frowned and snorted.

Zhao Qingzhi spoke slowly: "When it's time to apply the medicine, Your Highness should say something that the concubine likes to hear."

"You woman!" Jiang Jingqiao became annoyed when she heard this, "What does it matter if you say something nice? This medicine is not going to be sprinkled on the king's wound in the end."

Zhao Qingzhi didn't pay attention to Jiang Jingqiao anymore, because when she lifted her clothes, she saw a welt extending from her abdomen to the back of her neck. Looking at the purple welt, she could also imagine how much Jiang Jingqiao was in pain at that time.

Zhao Qingzhi felt sour in her eyes, and tried her best not to let the tears flow down, for fear that the tears would fall to the wound.

"Why don't you talk? Is this king right? Then you tell this king, did you miss Xu Qingqiu or Song Ziyou when you were not out of the cabinet, ah!!!" Jiang Jingqiao was talking, and when he talked about Song Ziyou, the medicine powder suddenly fell , killing her in pain.

Jiang Jingqiao frowned and looked at Zhao Qingzhi with resentment.

"Abdomen, before you took the medicine, you blew on it to relieve my king's pain. Why did you suddenly put the medicine powder here?"

Zhao Qingzhi took a look at Jiang Jingqiao, and was pissed off by Jiang Jingqiao. The pain in his heart just passed, and he said slowly: "The concubine said, when you give the medicine, say something that the concubine likes to hear."

"What do you like to hear?" Jiang Jingqiao gritted his teeth, "Song Zi You Qianqian Gentleman..."

Upon hearing this, Zhao Qingzhi raised her hand and sprinkled the medicine powder on the wound on Jiang Jingqiao's arm.

"Ah!" Jiang Jingqiao bit her lower lip and looked at Zhao Qingzhi, feeling very dissatisfied, "Song Ziyou..."

Zhao Qingzhi sprinkled medicine on Jiang Jingqiao's collarbone.

"what!!!"

"Song Zi..."

"what!!!"

"Song..."

"what!"