The killer concubine of the sick prince

On the day of the Green Bamboo Club, not only Zhao Ruixi went, but also Jiang Jiuyi.

Feng Zhiyan, who got up early to consult Zhao Ruixi, looked at the empty room and showed a very kind smile.

It would be more convincing if the silver needle in his hand was not exposed.

"You deserve to die outside."

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The Green Bamboo Club is a men's gathering, but Jiang Jiuyi directly changed into men's clothing and went with Zhao Ruixi.

Jiang Jiuyi was about 16 years old. She was wearing a blue robe with white cloud pattern embroidered edges, and her girdle wrapped her so tall and long.

Jiang Jiuyi is still young, not yet the age to be crowned, so she simply tied her hair with a silver-white ribbon. This is a handsome young man from a rich family.

Zhao Ruixi was very satisfied with Jiang Jiuyi's attire. He wore a silver robe today, and specially chose a blue belt and sachet. Even the fan in his hand and the fox fur on his body were changed to a similar blue color.

Jiang Jiuyi is a person who doesn't think much about dressing and dressing, and she also seems to be using her good skin to spoil it randomly, but how can a flirt like Zhao Ruixi miss the opportunity to declare sovereignty in terms of dressing?

Therefore, when the two of them really appeared in the garden of the Green Bamboo Club, they shocked Xidu for a whole year.

"That's—is it Prince Xi?"

"Why did Prince Xi come to the Green Bamboo Club this year?"

"Who is that next to Prince Xi? Which family's young master is this?"

"Hiss—couldn't Prince Xi have... Then what will Princess Xi do?"

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Zhao Ruixi's hearing ability is very good, Jiang Jiuyi's hearing ability is even better, they can hear other people's comments clearly, Jiang Jiuyi knows every word, but they can be combined together - why can't he understand it?

Zhao Ruixi was secretly annoyed. He only thought about dressing up Jiang Jiuyi, but forgot that his current identity was still Princess Xi. If it got out, his reputation would be ruined.

For an extreme pragmatism like Jiang Jiuyi's, the reputation is not worth half a dime, and it is better to eat a steamed bun.

Although these people were talking about it, the presence of the royal family's children at the Green Bamboo Club was obviously what made the banquet flourish.

Seeing that everyone was about to bow down, Zhao Ruixi waved his hands and said: "There is no such thing as a prince today, just call me Mr. Zhao."

These young masters looked at each other, and it was not the only one who said first: "Mr. Zhao is here today. Compared with this green bamboo meeting, it will definitely be recorded in the annals of history and will be praised by future generations of literati."

Zhao Ruixi didn't feel embarrassed by the constant praises from others, and accepted them all as they were ordered, and even felt that these people's compliments were not good enough.

Jiang Jiuyi was not interested in Zhao Ruixi, whose self-confidence was extremely satisfied, and his eyes were all on the food at the small table by the stream.

These pastries are exquisite in style, and he has never even seen them in Xianglinke.

Considering that it is impolite to eat without permission before the banquet, Jiang Jiuyi swallowed her saliva, found her target, and waited for an order before the whole army attacked.

Suddenly, someone picked up the plate of pastries that had been flirting with him for a long time, Jiang Jiuyi frowned, and when she looked up, she saw a young man with a smile on his face.

He looks about the same age as Jiang Chonglin, but has a more mature and free-spirited temperament. If Zhao Ruixi is a gorgeous flower in the world, and Feng Zhiyan is an unreachable moon, then this person is like a free and unrestrained wind.

Such a person is destined not to stay because of anyone, and you should never try to leave behind a gust of wind.

But right now, the gust of wind is coming to meet Jiang Jiuyi's eyes, wearing wooden clogs, wearing a white shirt, and the sleeves of the clothes are fluttering like butterflies dancing with the wind while walking.

"Try it?"

Jiang Jiuyi looked back and forth between the visitor and the pastry several times, and finally stretched out her hand.

Anyway, he is a medicine man, if there is something wrong, at most he will have diarrhea, and it will be fatal.

"Thank you-"

However, before he could take this plum blossom-like delicate pastry into his mouth and taste it, he was cut off halfway.

The person who intercepted the beard was naturally Zhao Ruixi, he was about to explode now, but in the time it took to talk to someone, there was still a man with no eyesight who came to talk to Jiang Jiuyi.

Are all these people so blind?Even his people dare to covet it!

The smile on Jiang Jiuyi's face froze for a moment. She really felt that Zhao Ruixi was a bit ashamed, so she tried her best to retract her hand, and then she smiled and said, "Thank you."

The man's eyes were gentle and inclusive, and when he looked at him, it was like looking at a naughty child, "It's okay."

After saying that, he put the plate back, turned around and left with arched hands.

It was like a gust of wind that came and went without a trace.

"Still watching?"

Zhao Ruixi's voice was cool. Although Jiang Jiuyi didn't understand why he was losing his temper or being nervous, his intuition told him that if he couldn't give a satisfactory answer, he might have a hard time today.

He held Zhao Ruixi's wrist and dragged him to a secluded place, "I'm hungry."

For a moment, Zhao Ruixi only felt that the place where the skin of the two touched was hot, "You, cough, what are you doing?"

"It's not good to do this in public."

Jiang Jiuyi's head was full of question marks, and when he turned around, he saw that Zhao Ruixi had soft brows and eyes, spring in his eyes, and even the roots of his ears were turning red.

He approached Zhao Ruixi for no apparent reason, blinked and asked, "Do you have a fever?"

As he spoke, he reached out to check Zhao Ruixi's temperature.

Immediately, Zhao Ruixi lost all reverie, and slapped Jiang Jiuyi's hand away angrily, saying, "You go find something to eat yourself, I'm tired."

Then he sat down on a stone and did not move.

Jiang Jiuyi glanced at Zhao Ruixi, then looked at the cakes and fruits that had just been served not far away, and felt that it would not be a big problem to put Zhao Ruixi here for the time being, so she said, "You just stay here, I'll go and get some oranges back. "

Zhao Ruixi, "..."

For some reason, he always felt that there was something in Jiang Jiuyi's words.

Zhao Ruixi didn't understand Jiang Jiuyi's tricks, Jiang Jiuyi turned around and smiled expressionlessly, then walked briskly to get the oranges back.

There are quite a few young people from the Western Capital who came to the Green Bamboo Club, and there may be hundreds of them in total.

The Green Bamboo Fair is held at the back lake of Nanshan Mountain on the outer edge of Changfeng Ridge. It is surrounded by mountains and rivers, and the scenery is pleasant. Countless literati once gathered here to show their pride. Now young people hold the Green Bamboo Fair on this side of the bank. The ladies have already gone to the other side of the shore while taking advantage of the outing.

At that time, the masterpieces of these young talents will be sent over, and these girls will also take this opportunity to invite all young people to participate in the Wenlan meeting in seven days.

At that time, I don't know how many good marriages will be facilitated.

But Jiang Jiuyi is not interested in any of these, he is very hungry now, and wants to take a bite of everything he sees.

At this time, Zhao Ruixi also saw Wang Yuqiu, the bold and madman at Huguo Temple on Qingping Mountain that day.

[The author has something to say: Among the single dogs, there is a young couple walking by with a high profile

The talents of the Western Capital: ... Luck]