The Host is Tempted By the Female Partner Again

Ji Mingxiao studied each of them, and finally took them with him.

On this day of appreciating the chrysanthemum, Wen Yue originally wanted to wait for her at the gate of the palace, but Ji Mingxiao refused.

Fengshan Mountain is on the outskirts of Beijing. There are many chrysanthemums on the mountain. Every autumn, many people enjoy the chrysanthemums. Those who come are some young men, wise men and gentlemen.

When Ji Mingxiao went out, it was almost noon. As the eldest princess, she had no problem arriving late.

"Host, are you a little late? It's a lot late." System A couldn't help but vomit. If you go to bed late, you will go to bed late, so you still have to find an excuse.

Ji Mingxiao was not happy to care about her, opened the curtain and looked out.

At a glance, she saw a lot of people gathering not far away, and it seemed to be lively. As soon as she was about to lower the curtain, she saw a person rushing out of the encirclement.

Ji Mingxiao stood up immediately, his head directly hitting the roof of the carriage.

"Princess?"

In the next second, Ji Mingxiao had jumped out of the carriage and pulled Xi Ruan away.

Another person also rushed out and saw Ji Mingxiao glance up and down, and saw that she was dressed luxuriously, knowing that she could not afford it, and the hostility on her face was a bit less.

"Miss, do you also want to control my daughter if I discipline it?"

Xi Ruan breathed a sigh of relief when he saw Ji Mingxiao: "He wants to marry me to an old man! He also whips me."

She wanted to curse, what a dad.

She actually ran out yesterday, who knew that when she ran into a neighbor halfway down the road, the person even whispered the news.

Ji Mingxiao noticed the wound on Xi Ruan's wrist, and his face became more gloomy: "Your daughter, this princess has taken away."

The crowd next to him immediately began to discuss.

"Princess?"

"It's your Royal Highness."

"Give him money, people like you are simply unworthy of being a father." Ji Mingxiao's voice was cold, "From then on, your daughter has nothing to do with you."

"How much?" The man was not ashamed, "His Royal Highness can't be too stingy, Wang Mazi who is next to him has given him five taels."

Xi Ruan looked at each other coldly, clenching his fists.

The people next to him quietly moved away from this person, feeling a little sick.

Ji Mingxiao snorted: "Do you want this princess to reward you with a whip? Give him five taels, let's go, and you get in the carriage."

"Yeah." Xi Ruan nodded and got into the carriage.

Ji Mingxiao squinted his eyes and watched this person for the first time he wanted to kill him on the spot.

The person looked at Ji Mingxiao's face and the guards around her silently stepped back, not daring to say anything more.

Ji Mingxiao got on the carriage again and looked at Xi Ruan.

Xi Ruan was thin, skinny, and his clothes were in tatters.

"Go back to the palace."

"His Royal Highness?" Cheng Yun looked at Ji Mingxiao, wondering why he had to go back to the palace for a Diao Min who had picked it up, "but they are still waiting over there."

"Go back later, no hurry."

Cheng Yun pursed his lips.

"The princess doesn't need to accompany me back personally, let's do business." Xi Ruan said.

"How can you call yourself me in front of the princess?" Cheng Yun looked at Xi Ruan dissatisfied.

Ji Mingxiao glanced at Chengyun: "This princess didn't speak, what did you say?"

"Then I will go over, Chengjing, take her back to clean up first, don't bully her."

"Yes." Cheng Jing has a slightly better temper than Cheng Yun, and his mind is deeper, "His Royal Highness wants to keep this girl in the palace?"

"Um."

Cheng Jing said he understood, and took Xi Ruan out of the car and left.

Ji Mingxiao still wanted to go back, but knew that she could not. She paid special attention to Xi Ruan and could easily put her into danger, but now it is impossible to leave her outside.

It was already noon when she arrived at Fengshan.

"Why don't you come here until you have to eat." Wen Yue saw Ji Mingxiao walk over immediately, and the others immediately got up and saluted.

"Something happened on the road." Ji Mingxiao smiled and went to sit down in the first seat.

Ji Mingxiao glanced at the dishes on the table. The portions were not large, but they were all beautifully cooked. The table was filled with fruit wine. She took a sip and didn't drink it again.

The ladies were eating and chatting, and some people chanted poems and made the right. Ji Mingxiao has quickly found the few people he was looking for, but some people have not come. Those who have not come are the daughters of military generals, who have never liked to participate. This kind of gathering.

It really served Zhaoyan. Zhaoyan only knew the names of these people, their parents' ages, and nothing else.

"Don't like it?"

Ji Mingxiao looked at Wen Yue, who did not know when he appeared next to him, and shook his head: "No, I just thought of what happened on the road today."

"what happened?"

"I saved a girl. The girl's father wanted to sell her to an old man. How could there be such a father." Ji Mingxiao sighed, "I don't know how many such unfortunate girls in this world."

Wen Yue was stunned for a moment: "Where is that girl?"

"I brought her back to the palace, and I will let her stay in the palace in the future. After all, I have been rescued, so I can't put her in danger." Ji Mingxiao said.

Wen Yue's instinct was wrong, but seeing Ji Mingxiao's frank attitude, she couldn't say anything, she just saved a person.

"The princess is still kind-hearted."

"What a kind heart, it's just a matter of effort." Ji Mingxiao said, and she put down her chopsticks.

In the afternoon, they were still admiring chrysanthemums on the mountain, and afterwards they had to go boating on the lake.

Ji Mingxiao thought it was boring enough. She wanted to talk to those people several times, but Wen Yue had been following her all the time, making her a little irritable.

It would be better to go back to the palace if she knew it earlier, of course she didn't show it.

Although he didn’t say anything, Ji Mingxiao could also tell that the royalists had always walked together. Obviously, they also knew where their family camp was. Ji Mingxiao watched them too many times. , And looked at each other several times.

After returning from this chrysanthemum banquet, the ladies told Ji Mingxiao what happened to them, and the family only allowed them to maintain a good relationship with the princess.

Recently, as long as it is a person in official circles, anyone who is a little bit more sensitive can feel the desire for wind and rain.

Prime Minister Wen also felt this way, but he still felt that the two little babies couldn't make any waves. He didn't believe it anymore. A person could suddenly become smarter.

I just feel that Wen Yue is talking nonsense.

After Ji Mingxiao returned, he called Xi Ruan in and made her a third-class maid.

Xi Ruan didn’t have any comments. She probably understood the plot, and knew that Ji Mingxiao had no time to take care of herself at this time. When she came in, she felt countless people staring at her. Now she can only clean the yard, and no one stares at her. NS.

Ji Mingxiao was sitting at the window, reading a book, and occasionally looking outside.

Very casual glance, but every glance fell on Xi Ruan.

Xi Ruan knew that Ji Mingxiao was watching her, but she couldn't look around. The farthest distance in the world was in the same yard, but they couldn't look at each other or talk.

Ji Mingxiao took another look, pulled down the window, and found a piece of paper from the book. It was full of lists and some Arabic numerals.

The forces on the Prime Minister’s Party were obviously stronger. She knocked on the table and wondered if these people knew that the Prime Minister wanted to rebel.

In contrast, there are only 30,000 soldiers that can be transferred from the surrounding capital of the emperor, and it is not known whether there are any spies in it.

She suddenly wanted to do something.

The prime minister's son is Wen Zhuo. He is 19 years old this year. He is already a scholar. He is still unmarried. He is regarded as the head of the literati circle in Beijing and the number one target of noble ladies to marry.

Zhaoyan had some impressions of Wen Zhuo. He was a very high-minded and hated person. He respected Confucius, Junjun, Chenchen, Zizi.

And judging from some of the things he did, it seemed that he never knew what his father wanted to do.

She was very curious about what Wen Zhuo would think if he knew about this.

Ji Mingxiao still wanted to see Wen's mess up.

If Wen Zhuo believed this, Ji Mingxiao directly used the skill card to create a dream for him. There is no need to be a fool to have a golden finger.

She originally wanted to give the Prime Minister a set of dreams directly. The content of the dreams was that if he rebelled, he would die miserably afterwards, and he would die suddenly when he sat on the throne.

However, the system is inaccurate. In an ancient society with superstitions, what needs to be done to continue this dream.

If you come around like this, don't you want anything.

Fortunately, the system still allows Wen Zhuo to make dreams, otherwise Ji Mingxiao will have to fight with it, what is a golden finger.

The cheats that are not allowed to be used can be called cheats.

Wen Zhuo had a dream that night. He dreamed that his father was about to rebel, and he had colluded with many people. Although Ji Mingxiao did not directly create a dream for Wen Zhuo about the consequences of rebellion, he still created an atmosphere, giving He hinted that if they rebelled, they would die miserably.

When Wen Zhuo woke up, his whole body seemed to be fished out of the water, his face extremely ugly.

What happened just now.

Is that a dream?

What dream is it?

Why do you have such a dream.

Why can it be so real?

rebel? His father wanted to rebel?

Wen Zhuo felt that this word was far away from him. He had always known that his status was extraordinary, and he also knew what others thought of the Prime Minister's Mansion.

But his goal has always been the minister, and he never wanted to go higher.

Although the emperor was young, he already looked like an emperor.

Wen Zhuo suddenly understood that his father would sigh with emotion every time he mentioned the emperor.

What a pity, is it a pity that he has been emperor not long ago?

Wen Zhuo took a deep breath. Since he was going to rebel, why did he marry the eldest sister to the emperor again.

He was curious whether Wen Yue knew about this.

Before Wen Zhuo, the people on the street were dissatisfied with the Wen family. The other courtyard was built by Princess Wen Yue Huyou. Where did the wage go? How can you have so much guts in business.

He is not stupid, he has figured it out so, what else does not understand, everything is just use.

Now that Wen Zhuo closed his eyes, it was the dream. The bad premonition in his heart became stronger and stronger, and finally he could not fall asleep again.

I went to the prime minister early the next morning, and the two almost quarreled on the way up to the court.