Empress Jinghua: The eunuch is nine thousand years old

Chapter 49 Yue Jingan's Madness
In such a snowy night, the beautiful woman stretched out her bare hands and stood with a smile.Xia Shengqing looked into those clean eyes, and suddenly smiled brightly, her thin lips curled into a beautiful arc.

"What are you doing in a daze, my princess's hands are sore." Xia Zijin shook her right hand, blinked her pupils, and the tassels on the hem of the palace skirt unscrewed in a nice arc.

Xia Shengqing held the soft one cautiously, the soft whiteness was as soft as ever, and the moment the skin touched, he seemed to be holding a treasure, cautious and pious. Thousands.

Xia Zijin smiled sweetly, and looked at Xia Shengqing, as if the vast land was still and nothing.

In the snow, a pair of figures holding each other stepping on the snow, leaving a series of deep and shallow footprints on the flat pure white.

The two held each other's hands. Although their faces were normal, their hearts were beating thumpingly. In such a cold weather, a pair of tightly clenched hands was extraordinarily warm.

Xia Shengqing looked sideways at Xia Zijin who was drooping in the snow. From the brows to the corners of his lips, there was a look he liked. He himself didn't know when Xia Zijin took him into his heart. , it was firmly imprinted, and from now on, no matter the day or night, I just want to be by her side alone.

"What is Shengqing thinking about?" Xia Zijin tilted her head and opened her lips and asked, the rings in her hair were tinkling, which was better than countless strings and bamboos.

With the other hand, he squeezed the thumb curled up in the palm of his hand, his face turned red, he grinned, and looked into Xia Zijin's eyes.

"Think about whether what you want in your heart can be fulfilled." He said.

Xia Shengqing's thoughts are very simple. It is what he wants to be able to join hands with Xia Zijin for a hundred years. When the right opportunity comes, he will tell Xia Zijin everything about his life experience, his mission, and his biggest secret.

If she is still willing to marry him at that time, it will be a great fortune in his life.

Suddenly, a whistling sound in the distance rushed like the sky, pierced the clouds of the night sky, and soared upwards.

The two followed the sound and saw that there was a loud bang above the dark night, and brightly colored fireworks exploded.

"Princess, it's fireworks." Xia Shengqing said slowly, thousands of fireworks rose from the direction of the Yangcheng Hall, illuminating the entire snow-covered land, both bright and dazzling.

"Another year."

Xia Zijin folded his coat, and the sound of fireworks could be heard all around his ears.She turned her head to look at Xia Shengqing who was beside her. The cold light from the fireworks cast gorgeous spots on his face, shining brighter than the moon.

In the dark room of the Buddhist hall, Yue Jingan sat on a nanmu armchair, her beautiful eyes widened. She drew a bloodstain on Xia Shengqing who was kneeling naked with the whip in her hand, and slapped the table heavily with her other hand. on the case.

"Cheng'er, do you have a lot of skills? You have never disobeyed my mother before, why did you intervene when that girl was talking to my mother just now!"

Xia Shengqing let out a muffled snort. It was already very cold in winter when the skin was exposed to the air, and the wound from the whip was even more painful in such cold weather.

"Mother...Princess, she just wants to find a helper to get rid of Concubine Yue and Xia Ziqi, which is not the same as our goal, so why bother." He said this, with his head lowered and his voice deep.

Yue Jing'an snorted, rolled her eyes lightly and said, "Don't think that Mother doesn't understand your thoughts, you are afraid that Mother will take advantage of your sweetheart, or hurt her, right?"

Xia Shengqing bowed her head and said nothing, already acquiescing.He knows Yue Jingan's madness of revenge better than anyone else. As for his own son, Yue Jingan will beat and scold him even if he moves. How is Xia Zijin doing?

"I can't help my mother because of her thoughts." Yue Jing'an threw the whip in her hand on the ground, patted her sleeves and got up, "My mother won't do anything to her, just don't worry."

How can Xia Shengqing rest assured, it's not that he doesn't believe in Yue Jing'an, it's just that there are many eyes in the palace, one step is wrong, and he doesn't want Xia Zijin to take this risk, because he understands that if it comes to a critical moment, Yue Jing'an will not care She lives or dies.

"Mother, I don't want to drag the princess into these things."

Yue Jing'an looked like she hated iron for being weak, and squatted down to support Xia Shengqing's shoulders, and said earnestly: "Since you belong to her, she will know your identity sooner or later, do you want to keep it from her forever? Cheng'er, my mother understands a woman's mind better than you, if that girl finds out that you have deceived her a lot in the end, she will really have a relationship with you, do you understand?"

Xia Shengqing clenched his fists, his heart was struggling and shaking infinitely. He didn't want Xia Zijin to suffer the slightest harm, but he also didn't want to see Xia Zijin's thoroughly disappointed expression towards him one day. So what would he do with such a choice.

"Cheng'er, listen carefully. Mother has done so many things for your own good. You are our Jinlai's prince! How can you be willing to live under that dog emperor forever as a eunuch!" Yue Jing'an shook Xia Shengqing's shoulders, encouraging him frantically, "It was Xia Zhong who ruined our family, it was Xia Zhong who killed your father himself! What we have to do is to avenge your father, and for Jin Lai." The dynasty is restored! As the prince of Jinlai, how can you only care about your children's private affairs and not recognize your own mission!"

Yue Jing'an's eyes were filled with anticipation and passion. In her heart, her husband, King Jinlai, was her heaven, but Xia Zhong, a thief, ruined her life's happiness. How could she not hate it.

Xia Shengqing smiled helplessly, she was the one who sent him to the palace herself, and she was the one who urged him to climb step by step from a small servant to become the chief eunuch next to Ming Shengdi, all of this was entirely Yue Jingan's fault. He gave orders, and now he said whether he would like to do something or not.

For so many years, he lived in the world as a eunuch, and suffered a lot of ridicule and disdain. Only a woman like Xia Zijin was willing to get close to her, and only she really made him feel that he wanted to work hand in hand with others to grow old. What is the taste of the thought.

"Did you listen to what I said for your mother?" Yue Jingan calmed down, got up and stroked Xia Shengqing's forehead hair, showing a rare trace of tenderness, "Good boy, don't act rashly, if you really want to marry her, then girl After all, he wants to stand by our side, like this, what difference does it make sooner or later?"

Xia Shengqing didn't say a word, Yue Jing'an had already resolutely made a decision, he couldn't change it, what he can do now is to do his best to protect Xia Zijin.

In the early morning after the New Year's Eve banquet, the palace was also full of auspiciousness, with big red lanterns hanging everywhere, and the palace people got up early in the morning to sweep the road, sweeping away the night's snow, revealing the blue brick road.

The first day of the new year is the first day of the new year. Everyone in the palaces is covered with new clothes, and routine rewards are given to the palace people who have made meritorious service in the old year.

The Mosheng Garden was no exception. Xia Zijin felt warm after eating assorted eight-treasure porridge for breakfast. With her hands in her sleeve pockets, she was sitting upright on the chair, and the palace servants in the Mosheng Garden lined up one by one. Every time a palace official enters the house, Xia Zijin will nod to make people stand up, and then Xiaokui will hand over a red envelope.

"The slave girl, Mrs. Zhao, wishes the princess a happy New Year, wishing the princess a happy new year and a happy new year!"

The cook, Mrs. Zhao, was a little fat. She knelt on the ground respectfully and kowtowed to Xia Zijin, with a comforting smile on her kind face.

"Aunt Zhao, get up. This princess eats your handicraft every day, and it's very palatable. You wake up the earliest in the yard every day, and I need to trouble you to pay more attention to the New Year's meal."

Xia Zijin smiled and nodded, turned to look at Xiaokui, Xiaokui immediately handed over two red envelopes to Mrs. Zhao knowingly.

After receiving the double reward, Mrs. Zhao was naturally a little flattered. She sincerely bowed down and said: "Princess, this servant is only doing her own duty, and I really can't bear the princess' hard work. Everyone only has one reward. How dare one person take two shares!"

This Mrs. Zhao is also an honest person. Xia Zijin stretched out his hand to help her from the ground and said, "You just accept it. The second share is the lucky money for Ming'er."

Qi Jun's daughter has been handed over to Zhao's upbringing, and Zhao's family is lonely, so naturally she loves such a poor girl with deep-rooted love, and the adoptive mother and daughter are now dependent on each other in this Mosheng Garden.

"Ming'er is also one year old. It's time to cut some new clothes, which will cost more. Now that you are her mother, you can take care of her more." Xia Zijin patted the back of Zhao's hand and said softly .

Zhao Shi was moved by some sincere words, she thanked Xia Zijin again with tears of gratitude, and finally accepted two red envelopes that were several times heavier than ordinary palace people.

"My maidservant, thank Princess Long En for Ming'er!" Mrs. Zhao said generously, sincerely grateful to Xia Zijin in her heart.

Xia Zijin nodded and said, "Go and do your work."

After Mrs. Zhao went down to thank her, Xia Zijin yawned lazily. Although the New Year's Day was a festive day, she, an old-hearted person, didn't feel how lively it was.

"Princess, my son is still early, and lunch is served in my own palace. If the princess is sleepy, go back to sleep." Xiao Kui knelt on the cushion and beat Xia Zijin's calf.

"Once you wake up, you don't sleep anymore. People who sleep too much every day will be lazy." Xia Zijin smiled, and lightly tapped Xiaokui's forehead with his index finger.

Xiaokui sticks out her tongue, she looks very playful, Xiaokui is one year older after the new year, although seventeen years old is not considered young among women, but there is a clear rule in the palace that a palace maid should be 22 years old Only then can she independently decide whether to marry or not. Xiaokui is her personal servant girl, but she is also a person in the palace, so she has to abide by the rules.

(End of this chapter)