Rebirth of the eldest daughter

Chapter 1217 The head-turning little pepper

Slowly opening his eyes, what came into view was the face of a middle-aged man.

Miss Jianjia concentrated her attention and saw the familiar curtains, and the familiar fragrance lingering in her nose.

She was rescued.

The pain in her body reminded her that she had indeed suffered a lot.

The stinging pain in her neck and nasal cavity indicated that she had inhaled a lot of smoke.

She felt uncomfortable.

Seeing Emperor Yuan Zhen standing guard in front of the bed, she was not flattered. Instead, she turned over indifferently and turned her back to Emperor Yuan Zhen.

Emperor Yuan Zhen frowned when he saw this: "How brave! You commit suicide, a serious crime that brings disaster to the nine clans, and you still shame me. You are really cowardly!"

Jian Jia ignored it and just covered her head with the quilt.

He looked as if he could not mourn more than his heart would die.

When Emperor Yuanzhen saw that threats were not enough, he immediately changed his expression, became kind and pleasant, and coaxed softly:

"My dear concubine, I feel sorry for you too. If you are hurt like this, I am not allowed to blame you. What kind of truth is this?"

"After all, I am the king of a country, the most respected person in the world. As my beloved concubine, you have such a bad temper. If I don't pretend to scold you, how can I explain it to outsiders?"

"Okay, okay, the imperial doctor said if you wait a moment longer, you won't be able to come back. You've suffered such a big sin, and getting angry again won't be good for your recovery. Just be obedient and stop being angry, okay?"

There was still no movement under the quilt.

After a while, a small head emerged.

Immediately afterwards, there was a choking sound.

"What I suffer is not a crime, but a grievance. I am innocent, but I am so slandered and slandered. Your Majesty not only refuses to listen to my excuse, but also puts me in the cold palace."

"Instead of being wrongly accused and being charged with such an unreasonable crime, it is better to die like this. After you die, you will not be able to hear anything. Others can say whatever they like. Your Majesty loves..."

Speaking of this, Jian Jia choked up.

She didn't cry, but it was the way she was holding back tears that made people feel even more distressed.

Her words were choked up in her throat: "Actually, I don't care what others think, but I do care what your Majesty thinks. Even if you die, you still care."

"As long as Your Majesty has the slightest trust in me, I will not be so heartbroken and lose all interest in life that I can just wipe my neck and leave."

After saying that, Jianjia said nothing again.

He was just hiding in bed, his little shoulders shaking.

Emperor Yuan Zhen looked at him deeply, his eyes full of suspicion and calculation.

He trusted no one but himself.

With a background like Jian Jia's, if he didn't have a good face, he would never be around.

But he is a man after all.

I am used to the docile Mianyang and the well-educated ladies.

This kind of little pepper with flamboyant beauty and strong temper attracted him very much.

After being wrongly accused by Jian Jia, the doubts in his heart had long been forgotten, and his heart was completely soft.

"Oh, my little sweetheart, how can I be willing to doubt you? Isn't it me who is living happily with you in the Grand Master's Mansion?"

"If I had believed those lies, I would have captured Qin Fengye long ago, castrated him and made him an old eunuch. How could I be angry only at you?"

"I am not thinking about setting off the conspiracy against you later, so that when you are in the palace, no one will always think of murdering you. I am all thinking about you..."

The quilt moved, and Jian Jia's beautiful eyes were revealed.

"really?"

Her expression was slightly surprised and her tone was cautious, like a cunning cat.

Emperor Yuan Zhen nodded with a smile: "That's natural."

Jian Jiafu covered his head with the quilt again, and her voice of suppressed joy came from inside: "Then, trust me Hong Lang again."

"Teng!" Emperor Yuan Zhen stood up suddenly.

He looked complicated and stared at the bed coldly. His face was so gloomy that it seemed like it could drip water.

After a long time, he loosened his clenched fists, and then said in a cold voice: "You should believe me."

Jian Jia seemed unaware of her offense.

She did not apologize tremblingly, but shouted again without thinking about life and death: "Hong Lang said so, I believe it."

The princes who were waiting on the side were trembling with fear, and cold sweat broke out on their foreheads.

It seemed that in the next moment, he would die of panic.

But in the end, Emperor Yuan Zhen did not get angry, but told Jian Jia: "You have a good rest, I will come to see you later."

"Well, Hong Lang, let's go slowly." Jian Jia's voice came from the bed.

Emperor Yuan Zhen didn't say anything more, but was about to leave with an ugly look on his face.

A palace servant came over with a few books on a tray. When she saw Emperor Yuan Zhen, she quickly saluted: "Your Majesty."

Emperor Yuan Zhen glanced at it, and his eyes happened to fall on the cover of the book.

He frowned: "What do you do with Dongling's local scenery?"

The palace servant cautiously replied: "The beauty sees that His Majesty is worried about the floods in Jiangbei day and night, but she knows that she does not understand these things and cannot do anything to appease His Majesty."

"So the beauty tried to make up for this knowledge in order to understand His Majesty's worries when he was troubled."

"It's just that the beauty only has a hydrographic map about Jiangbei in her hands. The beauty couldn't understand it, so she asked me to go to the library to find some simple and easy-to-understand books."

"I have been searching for a few days in the library, and I just found these books, so I sent them to Liuxian Palace for the beauty to read."

When Emperor Yuan Zhen heard this, his brows furrowed deeper: "Jiangbei Hydrographic Map?"

He turned around, his voice already filled with danger: "My dear concubine, how come you have this thing?"

Jian Jia opened the quilt and looked at Emperor Yuan Zhen with wide eyes, with a calm expression on her face: "I bought it on the road. Since I'm going to Dongling, of course I have to understand the mountains, rivers, landforms, customs and customs of Dongling."

Emperor Yuan Zhen didn't ask any more questions, just said: "My beloved concubine is really thoughtful."

Jian Jia showed a look of disgust: "The hydrographic diagram is so complicated that I have been looking at it for several days, but I still don't understand it."

"Your Majesty is very knowledgeable. If you are your Majesty, you will definitely understand what the hydrographic map is talking about. I originally wanted to ask your Majesty for advice, but I didn't ask, so..."

Having said this, Jian Jia snorted coldly, continued to cover herself with the quilt, and turned her back to Emperor Yuan Zhen.

The little temper comes as soon as it comes.

But the beauty makes the little temper cute.

The purple-red marks on her neck flashed before Emperor Yuan Zhen's eyes, and he suddenly couldn't bear it.

So he spoke to comfort him: "Where is that picture? Show it to me. I will tell you about it when you get better."

Jian Jia opened the quilt and smiled: "Seriously?"

Emperor Yuan Zhen nodded: "Of course."

Jian Jia smiled charmingly: "Thank you Hong Lang."

Emperor Yuan Zhen felt that such a title was quite rude, but he didn't know why, but it made his ears more pleasant after hearing it too many times.

He was no longer shocked and angry at the beginning.

At this time, the palace servant handed over the yellowed parchment.

Emperor Yuan Zhen took it in his hand and slowly unfolded it.

Before the pictures were exhausted, his expression suddenly changed: "Where did this picture come from?"

Jian Jia tilted her head, her eyes still calm: "I bought it on the road, but the person selling the picture was a dirty beggar. I thought it was strange, but I didn't think much about it."

"You have a good rest." Emperor Yuan Zhen said this, then he held the hydrograph and waved his sleeves and left.

Jian Jia looked at his hurried back and raised the corners of her lips in a secretive arc.

She thought to herself: "Concubine Wei, it's your turn to take action, but don't let me down."

(End of this chapter)