The imperial concubine dotes on her alone

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Xia Qing immediately stopped looking around. At this moment the sacrificial ceremony began, everyone bowed their heads and knelt on the ground, quietly listening to the ritual officer recite the sacrificial words.

She looked to one side, and the Ninth Prince was also looking at her.

So taking advantage of no one's attention, she slipped out quietly.

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12 - Nine Princes

Xia Qing's move can be said to be extremely risky, but she can only be thankful that she is only dressed as a little court lady, and no one will notice her easily.

Turning a corner, where no one saw her, she stopped.

The footsteps behind him also stopped, replaced by the voice of the Ninth Prince: "I haven't seen you for many years, I don't think Miss Xia is still alive."

"I heard that the prince has been looking for me all these years." Xia Qing cut to the chase.

"When I was at the border, I visited your grandfather's family. He already knew what happened to his daughter and was very dissatisfied with the emperor's brother. It's just that he is still weak."

This man is now in his thirties. When he defended Xia Qing's family, he was only a teenager.

Perhaps because of the wind, frost and bitter cold at the frontier, his hair was a little gray.

"Although my grandfather has some power in the Western Regions, he can't make any obvious moves yet." Xia Qing said to him after calming down.

"Why did Miss Xia come to the palace?" Ninth Prince asked casually.

"Of course it's to avenge the family." Xia Qing said through gritted teeth.

"That's it." The Ninth Prince seemed surprised.

"Why, the Ninth Prince wants to tell your brother, maybe he can transfer you back from the border when he is happy." Xia Qing said deliberately.

"You think too much." Ninth Prince smiled wryly, his expression suddenly became disappointed.

"On my way to the capital, I saw countless people displaced, hungry and full, and even many people died of starvation along the way, and all of this was caused by my imperial brother. So," he smiled slightly, "if you If you need my help, just ask."

Xia Qing looked closely at his eyes, as if discerning the sincerity in his words.

She finally seemed to believe that the Ninth Prince was sincerely helping her, so she carefully took off the hairpin on her head and handed it to him.

"This hairpin is the only thing my mother left me, and the big ruby ​​on it is not owned by the Central Plains. You take this thing to my grandfather and tell him to just recharge your batteries and wait for a good opportunity. Don't be careless." Do it. And ask him to help me get some mandala, refine it into a elixir, and find a way to send it to the palace for me."

"You want to..." The Ninth Prince obviously guessed what she was thinking.

"Our emperor has a powerful mind. If we want to deal with him, a single method is not enough."

A few bells rang from the Taimiao, and Xia Qing knew that this was the end of the ceremony.

She hastily threw the hairpin to the Ninth Prince, and ran back all the way by herself.

After entering the main hall, her heart was still beating wildly, but fortunately she was not found.

Jiang Huimin glanced at her out of the corner of her eye.

This trip out of the palace was safe and sound. After Xia Qing returned to the palace and told Jiang Huimin what had happened, Jiang Huimin regretted it to death. She never thought that Xia Qing would take such a big risk.

"If I knew this earlier, I wouldn't let you out without saying anything."

"If you don't let me go out, I have to find a way myself." Xia Qing looked at her with a smile.

Jiang Huimin shook his head helplessly, suddenly remembered Xia Qing's words, and asked, "What did you just say, Mandala?"

"Mandala will be poisoned if taken in one overdose, but if taken in a small amount each time, it will only cause hallucinations and will not cause immediate death."

"So you plan to..." Jiang Huimin felt that Xia Qing was too courageous and impulsive.

"Hush." ​​Xia Qing raised his index finger, "Only I know about this matter, my sister knows, and the Ninth Prince also knows, but he will leave Beijing soon."

She looked at Jiang Huimin and suddenly asked, "Sister, is she willing to live in a secluded palace all her life and achieve nothing?"

"Of course I'm not reconciled." Jiang Huimin replied without thinking.

"So we have to plan now, so for the long-term, we must bury a few more lines. This mandala is just one of them."

This was the first time Xia Qing showed his scheming in front of Jiang Huimin, so that Jiang Huimin felt a little strange.

But it seems that she is no stranger, her Xia Qing should be such a person.

Otherwise, why did she try so hard to escape back then, and now she has traveled thousands of miles to Beijing to enter the palace, and dared to venture out of the palace? This is the Ah Qing she knew.

She sighed: "You!"

Jiang Huimin hugged Xia Qing: "If you can stay safe all the time, I don't need anything, just live a peaceful life with you like this."

"But my sister knows better than me that such a day does not exist. As long as you are in this palace, you will be accompanied by danger everywhere." Xia Qing raised his head, his eyes were clear and clear, and he looked at Jiang Huimin like that, "So, my sister should know that the only one The solution is to get into that position yourself."

Why didn't Jiang Huimin know this? She had seen too many disputes in the palace these years, but Xia Qing said it so easily.

Xia Qing continued to stay at Jiang Huimin's place that night, and those beautiful hands reached into her collar, making her itchy.

"Sister, don't make trouble." Xia Qing shrank her neck.

"Who is arguing with you, huh?" Jiang Huimin looked at the girl under him, and couldn't help stretching her hand there.

"You can call out, the bedroom is soundproof." Jiang Huimin bit Xia Qing's ear, bullying Xia Qing non-stop.

A good night's dream.

It was snowing heavily in the palace after the harem, Xia Qing was sitting by the window, watching a few little maids playing in the snow not far away, she felt itchy in her heart, and wanted to go out too.

Jiang Huimin saw what she was thinking, and walked behind her, "Don't think about playing like them, and get frostbite later, you will feel better."

Xia Qing honestly put away his little thoughts.

She has been in the south all these years, but she hasn't seen snow for a long time.

The maid turned up the brazier in the bedroom and went to the window to ventilate.Jiang Huimin's dormitory has always been as warm as spring, Xia Qing lives here with her, just wearing a small shirt is enough.

She is at the small table at the moment, checking the ledger, and by the way, looking at her statistic for this month.

She has been a little worried recently, she has to manage the servants in the palace during the New Year's Day, so the rewards are indispensable, Qi and the princess are going to get married soon, logically every palace lady has to prepare a gift, and she thinks the money is not enough it took.

Life is hard, Xia Qing couldn't help but sigh with emotion, just like this, the emperor is still spending money like water, building temples without hesitation, only knowing to save money for the women in the harem.

After thinking about it, Xia Qing decided to pawn off some jewelry and antiques.

She still had some jewelry on her body, some of which were brought from home. Taking advantage of Jiang Huimin's absence, she secretly called Yanzhi over and asked her to pawn some of her antique jewelry, leaving only some accessories that she wore with her.

No matter how you say it, you are also a nobleman in the palace, so it's outrageous to be naked.

Jiang Huimin didn't tell Xia Qing to go back, so Xia Qing has been living with Jiang Huimin, at least she can live comfortably this winter.

On this day, Xia Qing was sitting on the bed bored when Jiang Huimin walked in suddenly.

"Why is my sister so fast today?"

Since Xia Qing came to her place, Jiang Huimin has spared her the greeting every morning, and Xia Qing was still lying on the bed when others woke up to greet the imperial concubine early in the morning.

As for the reason, it was naturally that Xia Qing's old injury was not healed and he needed to rest.

Jiang Huimin saw Xia Qing biting the pen holder at this moment, and looked at her with clear eyes, and the more she looked at her, the more she felt more comfortable. She walked to the bed and sat down with Xia Qing, "I don't want to chat with those people for a long time, and I sent them away early every day." That's good."