The Princess Consort Has A Lethal Destiny

After everything has been done, Xie Qiao thinks that it is impossible that there is no ventilation at all. Now that she knows what the outsiders say, she doesn't really mind.

Don't get angry, or you won't live long.

Xie Qiao cultivated himself at home and earned silver beans.

When the holidays are over, the charity activities at the academy will begin.

Before the holiday, she had a lot of silver beans in her hands. After the daily expenses, there were 500 silver beans left.

But those few ghosts eat and drink, and rent the expensive and dying Master Xiao, which directly makes her hard work go to waste, and there are only about 200 beans left, which is still far from the goal, and now it can only be a day off. Translation of those documents every night.

At this moment, Xie Pinggang was standing next to the prince at the Si Xing Temple.

The prince sorted out the records of the cases over the years, and from time to time he would ask him a few words about his opinion.

Also quite peaceful.

Xie Pinggang saw that the prince seemed to be in a good mood today, pondered for a moment, and said, "Has your Highness heard any rumors from outside recently?"

Zhao Xuanjing flipped something in his hand, but didn't reply.

"It's because people outside said that my eldest sister ran away with my stepmother..." Xie Pinggang said again.

"I heard a little." Zhao Xuanjing said concisely.

Xie Pinggang looked very ferocious, and he was afraid that he would be too angry, which would make people think that he did not respect the prince, so he tried his best to remain calm and said: "It's all fake, the eldest sister from Xiaguan is the most kind and gentle, and she also looks very good. Beauty, the lower official dares to say that there is no woman in this capital that can match her appearance, of course, her appearance is second, and her talent is also good."

When Zhao Xuanjing heard this, he asked with a smile, "What kind of talent?"

Seeing the prince's interest, Xie Pinggang struck while the iron was hot: "Well...much better than Xiaguan and another pair of younger siblings in the family! I grew up in a Taoist temple since I was a child, and I was in a peaceful state of mind, looking like a fairy in the sky, even if I just said something Simple words can make people feel calm and comfortable."

The corners of Zhao Xuanjing's mouth were slightly raised, and God was hidden in his heart.

This Xie Pinggang really doesn't praise people, praises and praises, but only pays attention to appearance.

"Xie Qing's sister is really good." Zhao Xuanjing smiled slightly and changed the case file in his hand.

When Xie Pinggang heard it, he felt that there was a drama, and immediately said: "I heard that His Highness is about to choose a concubine? The lower official made a cheeky recommendation, can you invite my sister to go to the scene? If His Highness thinks it is suitable, take it back and be a sidekick. Concubine, it would be good to have a baby or something..."

Zhao Xuanjing was startled: "What did you say?"

Xie Pinggang held his chest out, tall and imposing: "My sister is gentle, pure and innocent, she has a really good temperament, if she can be a member of His Royal Highness's government, it is His Highness... It was my sister who came here to repair it. Blessed."

"Take it seriously?" Zhao Xuanjing's expression was sharp, his sword eyebrows were as bright as peaks, and he sat upright in a mysterious robe, and there were a few ripples in his eyes.

"Really!" Xie Pinggang felt a little guilty.

His sister really looks like a flower and jade, and I only hope that the prince is a person who is not affectionate, and it's just a matter of getting along and having a child.

Of course, Xie Pinggang just thought about it casually.

Zhao Xuanjing raised his eyebrows and smiled.

Without raising his eyes, he seemed to say casually: "Since Xie Qing has spoken, I will invite her into the palace to have a look. It's just about choosing a concubine, and I'm not alone..."

"I understand, I understand." Xie Pinggang was happy.

Zhao Xuanjing was pondering, how could he leave a post to the Xie family without a trace so that it would not be abrupt, but now Xie Pinggang actually delivered it to the door himself.

won his heart.