Chapter 405

The cooks, who had no idea that their pavilion master had been kicked down by Qiao Wei, were still regarded as Qiao Wei's guests. They were extremely attentive. They not only cooked the dishes ordered by Qiao Wei, but also stewed two extra cups of top-quality red swallows, smilingly packed the food box and let Qiao Wei carry them back to their room.

Qiao Wei went upstairs from the kitchen. When she came back to the house, she happened to pass someone's house. Then she heard the sound of water. Qiao Wei picked her eyebrow and washed it all day, but she didn't clean it?

Qiao Wei takes the food box back to the house. It's all light dishes, such as fried cabbage, fried radish and bean curd soup This fashion is not suitable for tonic. He has been hungry for two days, so he has to warm his stomach first.

"Have some millet porridge first." Qiaowei put a bowl of yellow orange jujube millet porridge to jimingxiu.

Ji Mingxiu took a bite. He didn't have much taste in his mouth. He didn't want to eat.

Qiao Wei looked at him seriously, with a posture of "dare to waste a grain to try", and the prime minister ate it very bitterly.

After dinner, Qiao Wei went to cook medicine for him. He was hurt a lot. It's not enough to just rub some golden sore medicine. He also had to drink some herbal medicine to stop bleeding and reduce inflammation.

As soon as the medicine jar was on the stove, someone followed.

Qiao Wei is slightly a Leng: "what are you doing here?"? Don't you lie in the room? "

The prime minister said, "the room is stuffy."

Why do you open the window when you are bored?

Qiao Wei moved a small bench to sit down for him. A man of 1.89 meters was sitting on a small bench with a big palm. It was a bit funny, especially the others were serious, especially like a vicious baby.

Qiao Wei couldn't help laughing and moved a small bench to sit beside him.

The prime minister measured the distance between the two stools with his sharp eyes, moved the small stool to one side, and stuck to Qiao Wei tightly.

When the medicine was half cooked, Qiao Wei suddenly put down her fan, got up and went out.

The prime minister followed him again.

Qiao Wei: "I go to the toilet."

Prime Minister: "me too."

Qiao Wei

It's so easy to wait on the sticky prime minister. After drinking the medicine, the Lord Qiao is sweating all over! Put the bowl on the stove, gently shrugged: "up, up, I'm going to wash the dishes."

"Just wash the servants." The prime minister did not move.

Qiao Wei was angry with him and said, "I have to get up and go back to my room."

The prime minister finally got up, took her by the hand and went upstairs without looking back.

After washing, they lie on the soft bed. Qiao Wei is afraid to press his wound, far away from him.

The prime minister frowned in displeasure. With a hook in his arm, he put her in his arms.

Qiaowei angrily gives him a look, but he doesn't seem to realize it and holds her more tightly.

Qiao Wei tried not to touch his wound and lay quietly in his arms.

He suddenly picked up her face, found her soft lip, and gently covered it.

At first, it was just a light taste. Gradually, he was not satisfied with such intimacy. He stroked Qiao Wei's head with his big palm, inserted her fingertips into her hair, held her tightly, and deepened each other's kiss.

Qiaowei's brain gradually became blank when her breath was taken away. The whole person was confused and lost in love. She didn't wake up until a chill spread from her chest.

He's still injured. What are they doing?!

Qiao Wei loosened his lip, gently drew back the clothes that were straight on his shoulders, panting and saying, "you're hurt."

Ji Mingxiu kisses her bright red lips and says, "it's not in the way."

Qiao Wei was so agitated that she took a deep breath and suppressed the impulse to knock him down. She could not refuse to say, "no, it will pull the wound."

The prime minister wanted to discontentedly pull her hand: "then you touch it."

Little Prime Minister BIU woke up!

What did I hear?!

Qiao Wei insisted: "you are seriously injured in the body, can not vent Yang, cured again to you."

The prime minister came as a bolt from the blue.

What did I hear

After such a mischief, both of them lost their drowsiness, and they were afraid that they could not help fooling around. Qiao Wei resolutely told him the right thing: "I met the first disciple of the national teacher today, and what happened yesterday was not done by their national teacher hall."

"Well." Ji Mingxiu responded. There was no accident in his tone. Last night, there were cangjiu's men among the assassins. Cangjiu and the national master were not together. The only doubt was the group of dead men, but the dead men were not unique to the national master hall.

Qiao Wei's next words confirmed his conjecture: "I didn't expect that there were still people training the dead in yeluo. I almost put the account on the head of the National Teacher hall."

Ji Mingxiu stroked her soft fingers: "can you see the killer's face?"

Qiaowei shook her head: "no, but I think she should be a woman. You said Isn't she the one who stole the secret collection from the national master? If only the national master were awake, he must know everything! "Ji Mingxiu said in a low voice: "don't worry, you've come to this step. It's not far from the truth."

Qiao Wei nodded obediently: "there's another thing I forgot to tell you. There was a pair of blood moon bows, one in the National Palace and the other among the people."

Ji Mingxiu looked at her eyes inadvertently flashing salivation color, spoiled to smile, said: "want it? Xianggong will get it for you. "

Qiao Wei hugged his strong waist: "good!"

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In the next few days, Qiao Wei and Ji Mingxiu stayed in zuisheng pavilion to recover.

The Lord of the pavilion fell out of the hut once and bathed in the room for three days. There was no one else who was addicted to cleanliness.

While taking advantage of his bath time, Qiao Wei quietly sneaks into the room and steals the priest's sword back.

My Lord, you are heartbroken!

Qiao Wei takes the sacrificial sword and takes time to go back to Ji's house. The children are taken care of by their aunt and Huo Shigong. Everything is OK.

After coming out from Ji's house, Qiao Wei immediately rushes to zuisheng Pavilion. On the way, she receives a message from the palace that Rong Fei is back.

Not only came back, but also regained the favor, live in the manna hall!

Ganlu hall is the emperor's bedroom. Apart from the empress, no concubine has ever lived in it. If you want to say that there are some servants' bedrooms, they are all carried down by the eunuch. How can Rong's wife live in it?

It has to start from the day when Rong Fei disappeared.

The day before Rong Fei's disappearance, King Yin was put into prison by the emperor. At night, when Rong Fei heard that King Yin had been arrested, she lay in bed and couldn't sleep. She ran to the most remote place in the harem and risked the taboo of violating the palace rules to give her mother a piece of incense. She hoped that her mother could protect King Yin from injustice as soon as possible.

On the way back to the dormitory, he accidentally fell down the hillside and was unconscious.

Because there were few people there, no one found that Rong Fei fainted. The next day, Rong Fei woke up and began to shout for help, which surprised the imperial guards who searched the palace.

I don't know whether there will be a blessing after the disaster, or whether Rong Fei's dead mother has really come to light. Just when Rong Fei was rescued, the imperial guards and eunuchs who searched the Palace found an old letter in the former Queen's palace.

The letter was written by the queen, but she didn't have time to send it out. The general content is that her health is going from bad to worse, and I'm afraid that time will not be long. I heard that there are life extending elixirs in the market. She bought two. If she can bring the dead back to life, everyone will be happy. If there is no way to return to heaven, I hope my family can help the prince, and don't let the ghosts and ghosts in the palace rob the crown prince.

The emperor and the empress had been married for many years, and they recognized it as the empress's handwriting at a glance. The empress had a lot of contacts with Princess Rong when she was alive. The emperor always thought that those deadly golden elixirs were given to the empress by Princess Rong. Princess Rong argued for herself, but the Emperor didn't believe it.

Because when the emperor was pursuing the art of immortality, he almost let people buy the golden elixir. It was the queen who dissuaded him. Therefore, in the eyes of the emperor, the queen could never take the initiative to buy those golden elixirs. She must have been harmed by someone.

Now the truth came out, and the emperor realized that he had wronged Rong Fei.

After so many years of suffering, the emperor's guilt was just like that on the Yellow River, which made her move to the Ganlu hall to recuperate.

"Look at people's means of lying down on their salaries and tasting their courage. They can't even refuse to accept it! Let's go Qiaowei put down the curtain.

Yan Fei was stunned and said, "are you going now? Why don't you go into the palace and look up that letter? "

Qiao Wei sighed: "what can I do for you? How can a card that dares to shine out on this spot be a fake card? "

At this point, Qiao Wei can determine Rong Fei's identity is not simple, that year's thing is the Queen's own, but the queen is voluntary, or was controlled, it is not known.

In those years, Rong Fei spoiled the crown of the harem. A favored woman had countless eyes staring at her every move. She was afraid of her hands and feet when she did things. It was better to let the emperor ignore her.

A woman who is out of favor may still be watched for one or two years, but in ten or eight years, even if she appears in front of the public, no one will look at her again.

Another advantage of doing so is that she can use the emperor's guilt to help her easily hide everything from the world when she is unjustly vindicated.

It takes ten years to sharpen a sword, and twenty years for Rong Fei to make a plan!