The Crown Prince’s New Female Staff

These two days have become longer, and the afternoon is not so dark. The three of them sat in the room and watched the smoke rising from the incense burner. There was a brief silence.

"Young Master Miao Jiang's killing curse has always been vicious, and his nemesis is only Aru."

"But the enemy is in the dark, and I am in the light. We still have to be cautious in everything."

Xie Buyi automatically changed the topic and turned his attention to the Killing Curse.

Qi Liangye saw that the atmosphere between the two was wrong, his deep eyes turned slightly, but he didn't say anything.

After a long while, the woman held a tea cup and said to Buyi's mother: "After a while, when things in the capital are over, I will immediately set off back to Saibei."

The old man was leaning on crutches and nodded, "You have to have some in your mind,"

Immediately, the old man got up, bowed slightly to Qi Liangye who was sitting on the seat, put on his hood and left.

The man's expression was also light, and he was playing with the tassels that he got from somewhere, and he didn't speak for a long time.

"Is something wrong, Your Highness?"

Xie Yu glanced at him, not sure what he was thinking.

Or, she could never guess what he was thinking, whether it was the sweet words he said, or something else.

The man's eyes drooped slightly. He wore a jade crown today, and his aura was even stronger than in the previous days.

"come over."

Xie Yu was stunned for a moment, Xingyan's eyes widened slightly, but he only took a breath and walked towards him.

The man was wearing a black robe with a blue background and brocade python pattern today, with lifelike gold thread auspicious cloud python claws embroidered on the cuffs, a white jade belt around his waist, a black ink jade hanging on it, and a dark green on the thumb of his right hand. With a big wrench, he sat on the upper seat, slightly spread his legs.

At this moment, he slightly moved his body forward with an unclear expression, holding the tassels in his hands, again and again, and then, a white corner appeared beside his black boots.

The woman's black hair fell straight down, dancing in the air like fine silk.

Because there was a blanket on the ground, Xie Yu just dragged the clogs and came over.

"What's wrong with you?"

She bent slightly and looked at him with wide eyes.

His hand was suddenly held, his tone was calm, he couldn't hear his emotions, but he was still warm, so Xie Yu nodded slightly, "I'll leave when I'm done with the capital."

When he turned around, his eyes were slightly dizzy, and he sat on his lap.

She subconsciously grasped the placket on his chest, and a cold touch came instantly.

But Qi Liangye was extremely patient today. He squeezed the woman's soft pancreas slightly and kneaded her soft flesh over and over again. Xie Yu didn't dare to move, he could only hear the beating of his heart.

For a while, or a long time.

The charcoal in the brazier creaked, and Xie Yu leaned against his arms, thinking that he was sick.

How to deal with a sick man? Naturally, keep silent.

The man's hands suddenly clasped her waist, and his whole head was buried in her neck. The sudden intimacy made Xie Yu frown.

The woman's brows frowned. After a long time, she closed her eyes slightly, and the fingertips of her left hand slightly touched his ear, and asked, "What's the matter with you?"

Suddenly, there was a groan, and the atmosphere in the room became charming.

She stopped the loss in time, pushed him slightly, and asked like a naive, "What's the matter with you?"

"say."

Another kiss fell for a long time. The woman's long hair was scattered behind her head, and her slender neck had to be lifted slightly. When the kiss was over, she opened her slightly trembling eyes and looked at him puzzled.

"Aren't you going to go?"

His voice was a little hoarse, and his eyes were heavily inked, as if he had touched a mass of black that couldn't be dissolved.

The big palm dragged behind her and picked her up slightly so that she could sit and talk with him.

The feeling of suffocation was much lighter now, and Xie Yu couldn't help but take a breath.

"The Xie family needs me. If you miss me, I will come back from time to time."

It didn't take long to solve Wang Yue. Now that his disciples above the court have been uprooted by them, it only takes Xia Sheng to spit and then solve the young master of Miao Jiang. There is almost nothing to worry about Qi Liangye.

Her white fingertips touched his neck slightly, and her eyes were full of admiration, but in fact, she only needed a slight squeeze, and the prince of Qi Dynasty died here.

The most intimate gestures contain the most dangerous elements.

Only then did she realize that the man was begging her not to leave.

Qi Liangye sneered, "Xie Yu, I'm not a child, you don't need to use this method to fool me."

He grabbed her wrist fiercely, and the force made her frown slightly.

"Then what do you want?"

Could it be possible to trap her in the capital for the rest of her life? It also depends on whether the Xie family behind her agrees.

After understanding the meaning in his eyes, Xie Yu's expression became indifferent, "You know, this is impossible."

Flicking his hand away, he stood up from him.

"But things haven't developed to this stage yet, so you don't need to worry, you and I can still be around for a long time."

Qi Liangye's arms were empty, and his breath stagnated again after listening to her words, "Do you regard us as a dewy relationship?"

Take him for what? A plaything?

The room was empty, Xie Yu picked up a cup of tea from the desk, she didn't want to tear her face, but she didn't expect him to realize her intention so quickly.

The man looked at her back, and instantly understood everything, without saying a word, he strode away from the Yilan Courtyard.

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Xie Yu did not slow down her handling of official duties because of the man's anger. After handling Saibei's military affairs, she went to Zhao Prison.

"As far as I know, your biological parents died in the drought in March of the 16th year. You were just seven years old at the time. Wang Yue saw you Huimin and took you back to the mansion to recognize his adopted son."

The woman, with the whip in her hand and her hands behind her back, spoke to the man bound on the cross in prison.

It was Xia Sheng. At this time, one of his eyes was smashed, his body was covered with iron marks, and his skin was covered with layers of scorched yellow.

The two seemed to be facing each other invisibly. The woman's cloak was stained with a few drops of blood. At this moment, the two Jin Yiwei were holding a basin of hot water to wash away the blood on the prison floor.

"Shu" sounded, adding a bit of gloom.

"Is he nice to you?"

The woman asked suddenly, as if she didn't understand why Xia Sheng was so loyal to Wang Yue.

Xia Sheng opened his other eye with difficulty, "Naturally... of course."

"But it shouldn't. When you were ten years old, your aunt from afar heard of your trace and came to the capital to find you. Who would have thought that she was pushed into the well as soon as she entered the palace."

"At that time, it was freezing cold, and Wang Yue took her out of the well and only told you that she was seriously ill and died without treatment."

"Actually, Wang Yue is also good to you, but he is too calculating."

She said a few words lightly, and didn't care whether he believed it or not, she turned around and left.

After leaving the secret room, everyone was evacuated.

Xia Sheng, on the other hand, did not notice the movements outside the house.

He was just looking forward, looking forward to adoptive father to save him, after all, he has been very good to him since he was a child, except for being stricter, there is nothing wrong with him.

The dim candle light became dim, and I don't know how long it took before the door was pushed open.

He looked up subconsciously, but saw a familiar person.

"Liang Yue-"

This is his personal secret guard, he must be here to save him!

The man walked without a sound, pushed the door and entered

Liang Yuecai tried every means to break into Zhao Prison, but it was not to save him. The blade in his hand was slightly cold, Xia Sheng's pupils dilated, and he lost his voice: "What are you doing—"

"Master, if you want to blame it, blame the master!"

Liang Yue closed his eyes and stabbed forward fiercely. Xia Sheng also closed his eyes subconsciously, but the expected pain did not come, and Liang Yue's knife was swept away by Xie Yu.

The white palm gently squeezed the black-clothed assassin's skull, and the sound of bone cracking came suddenly, and some unknown liquid splashed on Xia Sheng's face.

Immediately, the corpse spread on the ground was dragged out limply.

"Why... why?"

"There is no reason why, compared with the interests, you are already an abandoned child."

Xie Yu said lightly, but Xia Sheng already understood everything.

Today is a game, a game set up by this woman specifically to get him to speak.

"I say."

The Jin Yiwei on both sides put him down and found that the man's eyes only had a disheartened luster, shocking.

"Very good, Shi Lang Xia, you will be very grateful for what you have done today."

"Because you will watch Wang Yue be crushed to ashes with your own eyes."

The woman's face was cold, like a falcon, which had already aimed at its prey.

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It was the New Year's Day, and brand new red lanterns were hung up in the Prince's Mansion early in the morning, and the only old ladies of Rong Ma and Liu Ma brought Laba porridge to the masters.

The cleaning of the house, the sticking of Spring Festival couplets, and the setting off of firecrackers are very festive.

Qi Liangye went to the palace early in the morning to pay New Year's greetings to his father and queen, but because he had New Year's Eve dinner in the evening, he only went for half an hour and came back.

Just happened to run into Xie Yu who had just finished the interrogation.

The woman saluted him sideways, and the two were like strangers. In other words, this is the monarch.

There was a sense of restlessness within.

The man tried his best to calm down and brushed past her with a calm face.

Xie Yu frowned slightly, stopped and looked at his back, feeling a little puzzled.

Is he angry? Forget it, today is New Year's Eve, it doesn't matter.

Although Xia Sheng provided most of the evidence, it still needs to be screened and explored. Xie Yu is full of eyes and wants to solve Wang Yue's affairs quickly, naturally ignoring the atmosphere of the Chinese New Year.

Xie Ruyi and Xie Abao have been looking for the trace of Young Master Miao Jiang for the past two days.

Instead, bad news came one after another.

"Up to the Zhanshifu of the Dali Temple, down to the Hanlin Xiuzhuan, almost all the people who can be affected are dead."

Xie Yu's eyes turned into sharp swords and instantly looked at the two of them, and saw Xie Abao's heart skipping a beat, the woman said coldly, "Make it clear—"

"My lord, forgive me. The two of us searched almost all over the capital, but we couldn't find that person."

The population of the capital is up to 100,000. Looking for someone is like looking for a needle in a haystack. Xie Yu didn't give the two a face, but asked, "When will Li Aru arrive?"

Qi Liangye told her about these two days, but she was a little anxious, and always felt that the things that were under her control were out of control again.

Xie Abao slowly shook his head, "I don't know, the saint has never sent a letter."

Miao Jiang's method of raising gu is extremely sinister. Every time a generation of saintess is cultivated, the entire Miao Jiang clan will exhaust their energy, not to mention that there is an infighting in the clan now, and it is still unknown what happened to the saint.

Xie Yu frowned anxiously.

The layout of her study is the same as that of the main courtyard, and you can see the movement at the courtyard door through the branch window.

It was getting dark at this time, and although the servants lit red lanterns in the yard, Xie Yu always felt that something was going to happen.

"Forget it, go down and rest."

After driving the two away, Xie Yu began to think.

The author has something to say:

The clogs are from my country, not Japan. Then add a knowledge point, the plum blossoms and plum blossoms are different varieties, and the plum blossoms bloom earlier.