On that day, Jiang Xiaoxiao was taken away from Wangyou Tower.
When she came to the palace for the first time, she looked very calm. When she followed Rong Heng into the gate of the palace, she caught a glimpse of the palace maid and eunuch kneeling all the way, and was so respectful that she was offering sacrifices to him.
No wonder he has such a arrogant temper and is arrogant.
While Jiang Xiaoxiao was placing her belly, a deafening sound of horses came from behind her. She paused and saw Rong Heng turn around, look at the man who led the army off the horse, walked to him and knelt down on one knee, “Long live the emperor, I will live up to everyone’s expectations and win the victory of this battle.”
“Thank you for your hard work, I will hold a celebration banquet for the prince in the Daming Palace tonight. Can you please give me a look?” Rong Heng said with a smile on his face.
“The emperor’s kindness is hard to refuse, so I should leave.” The Ninth Prince slowly stood up with a tall and mighty figure, and the afterglow glanced at Jiang Xiaoxiao beside him, subconsciously stunned.
Probably because Rong Heng said that she was like his deceased princess.
As expected, the Ninth Prince seemed to have seen her come out of consciousness, and subconsciously walked towards her, trying to reach out to hold her wrist, “Qingchen.”
Jiang Xiaoxiao avoided it, and only heard Rong Heng smiled, “She is Lin Yue, not the ninth Prince’s beloved concubine Qingchen, I brought it back from Wangyou Tower.”
“Lin Yue” The Ninth Prince refused to believe that there is no woman in this world who looks exactly the same. She is clearly his Qingchen, and he would never believe it.
Even if she was not, he would still take her over and come to him. God knows that the fatal blow brought to him by Qingchen’s death made him unable to fall asleep every night.
Seeing his aggressive eyes, Rong Heng’s eyes were hiding, things were developing in the direction he thought, but he didn’t have that much pleasure.
Rong Heng said lightly, “Yes, she will attend the celebration banquet tonight.”
The Ninth Prince finally withdrew her gaze and looked at him, “The emperor brought her back from the Wangyou Tower. Could it be that he wanted to take her as a concubine. After all, she was a brothel, which was depressed.”
Before he finished speaking, Rong Heng snorted coldly in his heart, but his face remained silent, “If I like it, who dares to stop it?”
After hearing this, the Ninth Prince didn’t dare to say anything, but his eyes seemed to stick to her and refused to move it away.
It was not until the crowd entered the palace that Jiang Xiaoxiao avoided the burning sight.
At night, the celebration banquet of the Daming Palace.
As the celebration banquet was in full swing, everyone had their own thoughts.
For the Ninth Prince, this is probably a Hongmen banquet, but he just doesn’t know it himself.
Halfway through the celebration banquet, although Jiang Xiaoxiao had not seen anyone, her piano sound attracted the attention of everyone present.
When the Ninth Prince heard the sound of the piano, he subconsciously closed his eyes and asked clearly, “Your Majesty, you are the one who plays the piano.Lin Yue, a woman brought back from Wangyou Tower.”
Because he said that Lin Yue’s celebration banquet appeared in the evening.
The Ninth Prince had not appeared yet, and the ninth prince had already worried about it. The sudden sound of the piano now must be a woman, and more likely Lin Yue.
After hearing this, Rong Heng glanced at Bai Yu beside him. Bai Yu clapped his palms knowingly. Jiang Xiaoxiao stopped the sound of the piano and walked into the hall expressionlessly.
As soon as the Ninth Prince saw her, he couldn’t take his eyes away.
Seeing that she was posing with a face, Rong Heng had to be disgusted with her. Who made her the last weight of Prince Zhijiu, this woman who was arrogant because of favor
“Your Majesty, I have a ruthless request. “The Ninth Prince looked at her for a while and suddenly spoke.