Nian Huajiao: The cold-faced treacherous minister spoiled her unconditionally after breaking his vow

Xie Qing nodded and asked, "Where's Uncle Xie?"

"Butler Xie is busy moving the princess's newly bought flowers and plants. Please wait a moment, I will go and report right away." The gatekeeper said flatteringly.

He glanced at Jiang Luo beside Xie Qing again, and immediately lowered his head again. Since he was brought by Miss Xie, he must be of high status, and it was not something a servant like him could judge blindly.

"No, we can just go in by ourselves, you go and do your work."

"Yes, thank you very much for your generosity, my dear cousin." The servant said sweetly.

"Sister Luo, come on, I'll take you to visit Prince Jing's Mansion." Xie Qing pulled Jiang Luo towards the backyard.

Several maids hurriedly followed them.

As we walked along, we found that Prince Jing’s Mansion was a luxurious and elegant place, much better than the scenery in the Duke’s Mansion.

After about an incense stick of time, the two arrived at a courtyard.

A manager-like man at the door was wiping his sweat and directing the maids and servants to move flowers into the yard: "Oh my, can't you be more steady? These are the Madam's favorite peonies..."

"Uncle Xie!" Xie Qing pulled Jiang Luo a few steps over.

Manager Xie looked over in the direction of the voice and saw that it was Xie Qing. His frown immediately relaxed: "Hello, Miss Qing'er."

He looked at Jiang Luo standing beside him again, his eyes full of disbelief, as if he already knew Jiang Luo.

After a moment, he withdrew his gaze and asked politely: "I wonder who this lady is..."

My cousin has always been free to come and go in the palace. She usually comes alone to accompany the princess.

I did bring one more person today, but this lady...

Xie Qing pulled Jiang Luo in front of her and said, "This is Jiang Luo, the eldest daughter of the Duke's Mansion, the one who saved my aunt outside the city last time." Upon hearing this, Steward Xie's deep eyes immediately showed a smile.

This turned out to be the lady who saved the princess. As the princess's benefactor, she was also the benefactor of the entire Prince Jing's Mansion, so she must not be neglected.

He concealed his suspicion and said respectfully, "I greet Miss Jiang."

Jiang Luo didn't dare to accept his greeting. Just hearing Xie Qing call him "Uncle Xie", he knew that the manager was probably not a simple person.

Princess Jing is the legitimate daughter of the Xie family, and this steward can use the surname Xie. He must be an elder of the Xie family.

She quickly moved aside and bowed as a junior: "Thank you, Steward. You're welcome."

"Uncle Xie, where is my aunt?" Manager Xie smiled and pointed to the yard, and Xie Qing understood.

At this time, Qingyu came out from the courtyard and said with a smile, "This servant greets Miss Biao and Miss Jiang. The princess invites you."

"Uncle Xie, you go ahead and do your work, we'll go in first." After Xie Qing finished speaking, she pulled Jiang Luo and followed Qingyu to the yard.

After the two entered the yard, Manager Xie stopped his work and stared at Jiang Luo's back in a daze.

resembles!

He had also met his young lady's playmates when she was a girl.

At that time, he was just a small steward in the gatehouse. Miss Wu was the daughter of a merchant. The Xie family was a family of scholars and nobles, and Mrs. Xie strongly opposed the two of them getting together.

But that young lady would wait in front of Xie's house when she was free. But his young lady would only be happy when she was with that young lady, and I don't know how many times she secretly went out of Xie's house just to play with that young lady.

Others may not know, but he knows.

Looking at this young lady today, her personality is not as free and easy as that young lady Wu.

He looked up at the square sky and thought: Yes, how could I be as free as Miss Wu when I was born in Yongjing City?

At this time, Princess Jing, who learned that the two men came to visit her, just handed the flowers in her hand to Qingyun who was standing beside her.

She looked at the two girls approaching and felt dazed for a moment, as if she saw herself and Wu Qingrong many years ago.

The two of them always walk together like this.

"I met my aunt."

"Jiang Luo pays his respects to the princess." The two of them took turns to greet her.

Princess Jing withdrew her thoughts, her eyes filled with smiles and questions: "Hurry up. When did you...when did you meet?"

The two looked at each other and smiled.

Xie Qing took her arm and said coquettishly, "Aunt, I knew Sister Luo earlier than you did!"

"Oh?" Princess Jing looked at her and asked cooperatively.

Xie Qing nodded heavily.

Princess Jing also waved to Jiang Luo, signaling her to come over. If Qingrong was still here, this little girl would definitely be as cute as Qing'er.

Jiang Luo hesitated for a moment, but eventually walked to the side of Princess Jing.

Princess Jing took her arm affectionately and walked into the main house with Xie Qing.

Jiang Luo was stunned.

She had never thought that one day she would be so close to someone who had no blood relationship with her. She felt a little overwhelmed. She could only lift her feet like a puppet, stretch her feet, and lift her feet again...

The three of them entered the house, and Qingyun brought out the best gold and silver needles.

After a while of chatting, Princess Jing glanced at Jiang Luo's chest intentionally or unintentionally.

I don’t know if he has ever come back... He is obviously alive, so why doesn’t he go back to the Xie family, and why doesn’t he come to see her and her elder brother?

Jiang Luo noticed her gaze. He felt the same complicated emotions as that day. As the Princess of Jing, she had seen all kinds of good things. Once was a coincidence, but twice was still a coincidence?

The origin of this jade pendant is probably not simple.

But if she asked directly, would Princess Jing be able to help her clear up her confusion?

"Aunt, has my cousin returned home?" Xie Qing asked after putting down the teacup.

Princess Jing withdrew her gaze and said, "Master Wuyan from Zhenguo Temple has come out of retreat, and he is busy welcoming the master into the palace."

"Master Wuyan has been in seclusion for three years and finally came out. I wonder what kind of famous elixir and miraculous medicine he brought for the emperor this time." Xie Qing murmured.

Princess Jing sneered.

The one sitting on the dragon throne is really getting more and more foolish as he gets older. God has a good eye, so that he doesn't have a useful son. If she kills her husband, wouldn't this huge country still be in danger?

Why bother!

She just waited quietly in Prince Jing's mansion to see how he would commit suicide.

"Qing'er, don't talk nonsense." She reminded him again.

Xie Qing quickly covered her mouth.

After a moment, he smiled again: "Aunt, it's okay. There are no outsiders here. Besides, this is not a secret that cannot be told."

Jiang Luo was also shocked when he heard this.

It turns out that the elixir that Emperor Zhaoding took in his previous life was made by Master Wuyan.

In other words, this Master Wu Yan might be Lu Jinan's man? And he had already started planning.

But Emperor Zhaoding is Lu Jinan's only backer, why would he do this?

Could it be... Could it be that Prince Jing was killed by Emperor Zhaoding?

Prince Jing has made great military achievements and is the god of war of the Yong Dynasty. What good would it do to kill him?

Jiang Luo sat there motionless, racking his brains.

In her previous life, until her death, the Great Yong Dynasty never went to war with the Northern Rong again.

She remembered that one day, Lin Wen invited three or five friends to the Lin Mansion for a banquet. When she came to see Lin Wen for something, she walked outside the courtyard gate and heard several people talking about Prince Jing.

"Now that the world is at peace, it is time for the civil officials to hold court. We must study by candlelight at night and rush into the Hanlin Academy." After three rounds of drinking, one person raised his voice.

"Brother Liu is right. Come, have a drink." Lin Wen raised the wine glass with a heroic look.

"Then we have to thank Prince Jing very much. If it weren't for him, how could you and I live in a peaceful and prosperous era now!" Another person replied with pride.

"Brother Ren, this cannot be said... this cannot be said..."