The Imperial Concubine Just Wants To Be a Salted Fish Every Day

  Chapter 109 Hard to swallow

  Zhao Xian deliberately found a secret place, hid the four assassins, and sent twenty guards to guard it strictly.

  Nie Changping’s side is even simpler. A cup of poisoned wine was delivered, and the post-cheng died the same day.

Although   Yicheng is only a low-ranking official, he still eats public food. When he dies, he will inevitably report to the court.

  Nie Changping gave the cause of death to commit suicide in fear of sin. As for why the post-cheng committed suicide in fear of sin, the dossier had to be very vague, and there was a taste of wanting to cover it up.

  But everyone has a brain. When the news goes out, everyone will think of the assassination of the prince at the post, and naturally they will be able to guess the reason.

After arranging everything, the team regrouped on the morning of the third day and continued south along the Yijiang River.

This mighty team of thousands of people looks no different from before. The frame of the Prince is still there, but only a few people know that the person sitting in the car is not the Prince at all, but a body similar to the Prince. substitute.

  The real prince has dressed up and boarded the merchant ship going south.

Luo Qinghan originally only planned to bring Xiao Xixi and the four guards, but Nie Changping had to follow him sternly.

  Nie Changping himself brought two young men and two guards, so they changed from six to eleven.

  Luo Qinghan was dressed as a rich young master who played in the south stream. Xiao Xixi was his younger brother. Although the two were not born alike, they both looked very good-looking, and they were particularly eye-catching standing together.

  As long as they show up, they will always attract the attention of many people.

  The merchant ship sailed down the current, much faster than riding a carriage on the road.

  Xiao Xixi only stood on the deck for a while out of curiosity when she first boarded the ship, then retracted into the cabin room and continued to sleep in her sleep.

  She still lives in the same room with Luo Qinghan.

  Merchant ships do not provide meals, and passengers can only find a way to solve three meals a day.

  So Luo Qinghan and others could only eat dry food.

  This kind of steamed buns steamed with fine white noodles is white and soft, and the taste is not bad, but for His Royal Highness who is used to eating royal meals in the palace, it is really difficult to swallow.

  Not only the prince, but Nie Changping also found it unpalatable.

  But if you don’t eat, you can’t. There is still a long way to go. You can’t starve yourself to death.

  Xiao Xixi's snacks had already been eaten by her, and she also followed everyone to eat steamed buns and mustard pickles.

  She is the happiest person eating steamed buns among all the people present.

  She had a bite of steamed buns and pickled mustard, and she ate deliciously.

  Luo Qinghan put down the half of the steamed bun in his hand and said blankly: "I can't eat it anymore."

  Xiao Xixi said worriedly: "You eat too little, you will be hungry later."

   "Let’s talk when you’re hungry."

  Seeing that he really didn't want to eat it, Xiao Xixi simply took his steamed bun and ate it with a big bite, without any disapproval of the steamed bun being eaten.

  Luo Qinghan watched her eating, thinking that he had just eaten this bun, and now it was eaten by her, the two of them bit their lips in the same place...

  His mood can't help becoming more subtle.

  Nie Changping saw Xiao Xi's cheeks bulging when he was eating, and he was strangely cute, so he wanted to reach out and squeeze it.

  Unfortunately, Xiao Xi is already a prince’s person.

  Nie Changping didn't dare to molest the prince, so he could only continue to eat steamed buns.

  The more he eats, the more unpalatable he eats. He really can't eat it anymore and wants to throw away the remaining half of the steamed bun.

  Xiao Xixi said while eating: "This is all food, don't waste it."

  Nie Changping didn’t take it seriously: “It’s just half a steamed bun. In normal times, this kind of rough food doesn’t even qualify for the table.”

  Luo Qing looked at him coldly: "After eating it."

  　 Nie Changping is crying for a ticket~

  (End of this chapter)