Counterattack of an Alluring Princess

As soon as the prince left, Hong Ye came up: "Prince princess, is it all right?"

"It's okay." An Xia's lips twitched slightly.

Bei Mingxian is a smart man. He knows what he wants. The current situation is bad. If there is no one in the court to speak for him, then the crown prince will be difficult to keep.

As for the woman Yan Xinyue, it is ridiculous that she has become Bei Mingxian's **** and she feels complacent and thinks she is deeply loved.

And today Yan Xinyue is also suffering, so An Xia doesn't want to care about her too much.

On the second day, An Xia reported that the queen wanted to return to visit her mother, and she quickly obtained consent, and the queen sent a lot of gifts, which almost filled the hall.

I have to say that the mother and son are connected, knowing that An Xia's return to the house is not just to visit relatives, but the most important thing is to seek help for the prince.

As for gold and silver jewellery, silk satin, silk, and silk, they are all outside the body. It doesn't matter if you send tens of thousands of gold. Compared with the crown prince, everything is worth it.

Little Hongye looked at the gold, silver, beads and jade in a room, she was dazzled, her face bloomed with smiles, and she had rarely seen such a scene after following An Xia for so long.

In the past, I was bullied all the time, but now I feel a bit of a salty fish turning over. When the maids are instructed to pack things, their eyes are full of smile and confidence.

Of course, Anxia did not let go of the opportunity to buy people's hearts.

All the palace ladies and eunuchs who helped pack things up each received a large ingot of gold.

When the palace people saw the gold, their eyes were straight, and the East Palace quickly spread the publicity, and they all respected An Xia, the princess. Money can make ghosts worse.

Even the people around the prince began to jealous.

The first-class maids who had been ordered by An Xia to beat dozens of gangsters all regretted it. If she hadn't listened to the instigation of the imperial concubine, and embraced An Xia's thick legs, she would be rich and honorable.

The carriage departed all the way from the gate of the palace, accompanied by a hundred guards, plus the majestic eunuch, there were more than two hundred people.

It is not a trivial matter that the princess goes home to save her relatives.

An Xia sat bored in the carriage, looking at the wide street outside from the veil-like curtains, crowded with people on both sides, looking at her with their necks up.

Through the screen window, the people couldn't see much, but their curiosity remained undiminished. They all stared desperately, but they looked very clearly outside the window.

"Bei Mingxiao?" Suddenly, An Xia saw a familiar face in the crowd. Although she lowered her head, she couldn't escape An Xia's eyes.

What is he doing here?

Soon, Bei Mingxiao followed the crowd and walked in towards the wine shop on the side until he disappeared without a trace.

It was almost noon when I arrived at Anfu, but it took a full hour to walk a short distance, and all the men, women and children in Anfu were kneeling at the door at this moment.

The former eldest lady, today's prince princess, the monarchs and ministers are different, you must pay a big gift.

An Xia hurriedly stepped forward, helped An Shucheng up, and hurried to Mrs. Fu'an: "Mother, get up quickly."

He said to the others: "Everyone, get up."

Although it took more than a month of work, An Xia felt like a world away when looking at this familiar courtyard. Mrs. An's complexion also improved a lot when she was not in the house.

It seems that those aunts dare not scream, not to mention the help of a housekeeper.

After chatting with Mrs. An for a while, An Xia went to the study with an excuse.

It's hard to talk about knowing daughter Mo Ruo father, but the crown prince returned to the mansion with such a great momentum, and Anshucheng's decades of official career in Anshucheng, this point of vision is still there.

"Old officials, see the prince's concubine and empress." An Shucheng was about to kneel down as soon as he pulled up his robe.

An Xia waved her hand: "Father, there is no need for a big gift. My daughter is coming back this time to ask for something."

She is Anjia's eldest daughter and a prince. It can be said that she is both prosperous and prosperous with Anjia, and will lose everything if it is damaged. Given the advantages and disadvantages, An Shucheng will refuse without reason.

Sure enough, An Xia just opened his mouth, and An Shucheng nodded and took a memorial from the desk: "For my father, I have united six officials. I will intercede for the prince tomorrow morning. It is a major event to depose the Crown Prince and shake the country. I believe the emperor will carefully consider it."

An Xia nodded, not commenting on An Shucheng's statement, how many people in the king's mind could guess?

The uncle of the country is treason with the enemy. As the prince, Bei Mingxian can't not be implicated. What's more, the emperor has more than one son, and naturally there are people with different ideas.

If there is only one voice up, it will be very detrimental to the prince. As long as Anshucheng can unite some officials to issue opposition, everything will turn for the better.

With An Shucheng's approval, An Xia did not stay in the Taishi's residence any longer. After confessing a few words to the housekeeper, he sat on the sedan chair and returned to the palace again.

Bei Mingxian didn't know if it was sympathetic to An Xia's hard work, and sent someone to deliver iced Tremella lotus soup.

This made An Xia quite surprised.

"Princess, tomorrow will be the flower viewing feast, you must go there when that time comes." The soup delivery person said.

After an exhausted day, An Xia waved his hand to signal that the person had retired, and the red leaves stepped forward and put the lotus seed soup in a small celadon gilded soup bowl. He was full of praise: "It's cold and icy, and it smells like a lotus seed. , Miss you have been tired all day, hurry up and drink."

"So much, you also get a bowl to drink some, and share the rest with them." An Xia reached out and took it, just scooped it up with a soup ladle, and hasn't put it on her mouth...

The lotus heart is bitter and fragrant, but there is a hint of fishy smell in this soup!

Hong Ye was young and didn't know anything, so she took a small spoon and put it in her mouth. An Xia stretched out her hand, smashed the bowl in her hand to the ground, and said sternly, "Spit it out!"

"Miss...this?" Hongye was startled, and hurriedly vomited the soup in her mouth, and a cold sweat formed on her back. She thought of the poisonous murder of Miss Zhao when she was in the house. Now...

An Xia waved her hand without speaking.

Why use this hop for the flower viewing feast?

The bitterness is sweet, and it is the same bitterness when placed in the lotus seeds, but the smell is a smell that is difficult to remove after cooking for a long time, although it is stored in a fragrant food container, But to everyone who uses poison like An Xia, this little pediatric trick is simply unsightly.

Prince?

Thinking of this, An Xia's eyebrows got angry, and he raised his hand to pour the lotus seed soup in the bowl back into the copper urn, carrying the food box, and heading towards the prince's bedroom.

"Are you here? Things have been done?" Bei Mingxian saw An Xia as soon as he raised his eyes. He sat up straight for a few minutes, his face filled with joy.

An Xia nodded and put the food box forward: "Ice iced white fungus and lotus seed soup, do you want the prince to drink a bowl to go to the heat?"

"Okay." Bei Mingxian agreed happily.

Isn't it he did it?

Seeing that Bei Mingxian didn't let anyone wait, he stretched out his hand and lifted the lid, took a bowl of himself, and was about to swallow it with his head up.

"The soup is poisonous." An Xia said lightly.

"Puff!" Bei Mingxian vomited out from the entrance, staring at An Xia with an ugly look, the anger in his eyes seemed to eat this woman, and he shouted in a deep voice: "You are so bold!"

An Xia didn’t bother to pay attention to the prince’s anger. Her anger hadn’t come out yet. The whole East Palace was so big, and there were only a few people living there. This suspect who can think of it with her toes, I’m afraid she has no brains .

"As soon as the concubine returned to the palace, someone sent the soup and said it was sent by the prince." An Xia was not annoyed, and explained softly, watching the change of Bei Mingxian's face.

"My palace has never had the habit of giving things to women!" Bei Mingxian was really annoyed because of his anger.

Yes, why should the dignified prince cater to which woman’s preferences? Naturally, there are a lot of women lining up to beg for mercy. Even if An Xia came back today for his Bei Mingxian, he would not do this Thing.

An Xia rolled her eyes, and she didn't care about Bei Mingxian's words like ear wind. Instead, she said to herself: "The concubine has sent someone to send a copy to Sister Yan. The prince can rest assured that the poison is not dead. Human, it’s just that the concubine likes a simple life. If someone has to fight with the concubine, then the concubine can only give a tooth for a tooth."

As soon as Bei Mingxian was about to get angry, he let go of his fist when he heard that poison is not dead. Otherwise, the imperial concubine would be poisoned to death not long after his wedding, which is not a glorious thing for him as a prince.

And in this way, things can be suppressed, and there is no need to pursue them.

Of course, Bei Mingxian was also a little more defensive against Yan Xinyue, and felt that Yan Xinyue had a big brain and was able to do such stupid things. An Xia's ability was extraordinary, although he did not fully understand it. After several matches, he failed to take advantage.

On the way back, Hongye couldn't help being curious, and whispered: "Miss, what will happen if that soup is really going to be drunk?"

She took a bite in her mouth just now. Although she vomited early, her heart still thumped hard.

An Xia smiled slightly: "It's okay. Tomorrow will bloom. It's just that there will be a peanut with a different color. It doesn't matter if you don't have the pollen, especially the sweet-scented osmanthus."

Fire in July, cold in September.

The August osmanthus is fragrant and the flowers are blooming. Although the season is hot, there is already a hint of coolness in the wind.

Light gauze wide sleeves, swaying.

In the imperial garden of the imperial palace, a large number of flower varieties are planted, such as trees with round crowns and thick stems, delicate flowers with soft eyelashes, and lotus flowers of water nymphs.

Concubine Yan Gui was dressed up, her long skirt trailing tail made her extra noble, standing on the flower viewing platform like a fairy.

"Where is the prince? She is today's protagonist." I don't know who said, this is directly aimed at An Xia.

When everyone heard this, they began to search in the crowd. With sharp eyes, they recognized the figure on the path in the distance, and shouted: "The princess is still on the way."

An Xia walked over slowly, and heard people calling her far away. This Concubine Yan really stumbled herself all the time. The person who wanted to come to talk just now must be in her palace.

Others will not be so boring.

"Erchen has seen Concubine Yan, Wanfu Jinan." Human etiquette is indispensable. Even though she hates Concubine Yan Gui, An Xia still greets generously and dignifiedly.

"The princess, today's flower viewing banquet was hosted by you, why is it so late?" Concubine Yan suffered a loss in An Xia's hands that day and almost lost face in front of the queen. Of course, she would not give up.

Facing Concubine Yan's questions, the surrounding guests also complained one after another, all of them looked dissatisfied, especially those who came today were the imperial wives of court officials and the daughters of the ladies, all with their own calculations.

Although the prince's position is unstable, but the position of the prince princess is also extremely enviable.

Among the crowd there was a familiar figure, Zhao Zhiqiu of the Hou Mansion. Her face was better when she disappeared after Yueyu. It seems that Guigu has some talents.

But I don’t know how long it will last!

Just like Yan Xinyue, I guess I'm worried every day, the most thing I do is to look in the mirror...