Accidentally turned waste material Zijiao into a regent

Chapter 263 Princess Portrait (Part [-])
Mo Xi pretended to be shocked.

"But this noble concubine's pet dog?" To cure or not to cure?

The little eunuch weighed it for a moment, and felt that the dog of the prince, mother and concubine was more important, after all, the world in Nanying would belong to the prince from now on.

He finally decided: "Zajia and Miss Helian go and come back quickly."

Mo Xi smiled: "The noble concubine's pet dog has recovered, and the daughters of the people will definitely report the merits of the father-in-law to His Royal Highness the Crown Prince."

Rong Xiao, who "accompanyed" the child, was sitting in a wheelchair. Intuitively, she was sure that the little girl was messing around again.

The eunuch of the Eastern Palace brought Mo Xi into the Lehuang Palace easily.

Although there was no one in the courtyard except for the guards guarding the door, the ground here was clean and the vegetation was well-organized. It could be seen that someone cleaned it regularly.

The palace is magnificent, no less than the prince's residence, but not much less.

It can be seen that Emperor Nanying loved this daughter very much.

Mo Xi chose an osmanthus tree in front of the main hall.

Last night when he sneaked into the Yuehuang Palace, he could smell the sweet scent of sweet-scented osmanthus, so he found this reason.

Mo Xi stood under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree, and the little eunuch was standing two steps away.

She put the picked flowers directly into the soup.

But as soon as I picked a few flowers, there were bees buzzing up.

The little eunuch looked at the densely packed bees, and got goosebumps all over his body: "Miss Helian, how much more do you want?"

"Hurry up, hurry up, Eunuch, 390 or nine more flowers are enough." Mo Xi picked the flowers with a smile while looking at the palace gate.

The little eunuch was soon smeared by bees, and he kept shaking it with the whisk in his hand, he couldn't stand it anymore: "Miss Helian, hurry up and pick it up, the miscellaneous family will wait for you at the palace gate."

"Okay! I'll pick it up soon." Mo Xi waved his hands as he looked at the fleeing figure.

When the figure disappeared, she put down the medicine cup in her hand, looked left and right to see if there was no one there, then carefully turned to the right, opened the door and entered the main hall.

During the day, the furnishings in this palace can be seen clearly, the layout is elegant, not luxurious, but very noble.

Mo Xi went straight to the spirit tablet.

Put your hands together a few steps away: "Princess Baili Xi, I only came to bother you for your father's health, don't blame me."

After Mo Xi finished speaking, he looked up at the portrait behind the spirit tablet.

In the painting, the woman stands sideways, wearing a moon-white long dress, with a slim waist, her beautiful hair hanging behind her back like a waterfall, and a Lian Mulan Pavilion Yumang hairpin in her hair.

Although Mo Xi is a modern person, grandpa likes antiques, so she has seen this hairpin before, it is a sacred object in the palace, which shows that Bailixi has a high status in the palace.

Eyebrows are like distant mountains, eyes are like water apricots, full of smiles, a face is as bright as spring flowers, and as beautiful as autumn moon.

"She is an unconventional beauty." Mo Xi thought to herself.

But the nose and mouth are somehow familiar.

"Miss Helian!"

The little eunuch shouted from outside the palace gate.

Mo Xi didn't have time to think about it. He stared at the portrait for three seconds, closed his eyes, remembered it in his mind, opened his eyes and hurried out.

When she arrived under the sweet-scented osmanthus tree, she slowly shouted: "Hurry up!"

He raised his hand and put two handfuls of sweet-scented osmanthus into the medicine cup.

When Mo Xi came out, the little father-in-law stared at Mo Xi in amazement, but he didn't see him being bagged by Bee Zhe.

After dinner, Mo Xi got bath water for the elder and younger, and after taking a bath, he arranged for them to sleep.

Xiao Sixun said nothing and sat on the couch without moving.

Mo Xi watched, anyway, he had to do things at night, so he let Xiao Sixun sleep on the couch.

This time the little guy was happy, Rong Xiao rolled his eyes showing off, cheerfully, obediently covered himself with the quilt, and closed his eyes.

Rong Xiao knew that the little girl would not sleep on the couch at night after a busy day, so she didn't bother with Xiao Douding and lay down on the bed.

Mo Xi went to the next door, faced the bronze mirror, closed his eyes, and the portrait of Princess Bailixi appeared clearly in his mind.

Her memory of images is as accurate as a camera.

After opening his eyes, Mo Xi put on makeup for himself.

After covering up the erythema on the face, according to the makeup on the painting, I began to apply powder and tone.

After putting on the makeup, Mo Xi looked in the mirror, she was a stunning beauty, and she felt that the delicate nose and Ru Ruo Danxia's lips looked familiar.

Quite like Xiao Sixun.

But there are always people who look similar, and Bailixi is Princess Nanying, so she really has nothing to do with Xiao Sixun.

The sky was dark, but the palace was full of lights.

With the incident of the assassin, the Imperial Forest Army patrolling the palace became more frequent.

This time, Mo Xi asked Nighthawk to lead the way, first sneaked into a drying place and took a piece of eunuch clothes.

After changing it, it took another incense stick to arrive outside the emperor's imperial study.

Mo Xi thought that the east palace and the emperor's residence were not too far away, otherwise the whole night would be wasted on the road.

With Nighthawks looking out for the wind, it was smooth to evade the patrolling Imperial Forest Army.

When it was already midnight, Mo Xi changed into a white gauze dress, lay down behind the rockery and took out a telescope to check what was going on in the Ming and Qing palaces.

Emperor Nanying looked to be about 50 years old, sitting in front of the case with extraordinary appearance, handsome appearance, and tall horns, but looking closely at this face, he seemed tired.

The father-in-law at the side brought a soup cup. Emperor Nanying took a look and drank a couple of mouthfuls.

When the emperor put down the spoon, he coughed twice.

The father-in-law was very nervous, but the emperor raised his hand and signaled him to back down.

There were guards outside the hall, and Mo Xi had no chance to go there for a while.

Just at this moment, a gorgeously dressed woman with a phoenix hairpin came towards me from the lotus pond outside the hall.

Behind him were more than [-] court ladies and eunuchs.

Before Mo Xi could take a closer look, the woman who was walking slowly suddenly lost her legs, and unexpectedly fell into the lotus pond beside her.

"The imperial concubine has fallen into the water..."

"The imperial concubine has fallen into the water..."

The accompanying father-in-law began to shout.

Rong Xiao in the dark withdrew his hand, he just used a pebble to create an opportunity for the little girl.

Mo Xi saw what the emperor said to the father-in-law beside him, and then the father-in-law hurried out of the Ming and Qing Palace, and brought the guards in front of the palace with him to save the concubine who fell into the water.

Here's your chance!Mo Xi chuckled.

Nanying Emperor Bailiyou didn't worry much about the imperial concubine who fell into the water outside.

If his two most beloved sons hadn't passed away one after another, he would never have wanted to have a son with a court lady.Now, the son of the court lady whom he didn't want to mention in his life has become the only bloodline of Nanying Baili's family.

Even though he was given the position of noble concubine, Bailiyou still has no affection for this maid of the past. Saving people is only the king's responsibility to the common people in the world.

He read another memorial and smelled the fragrance of sweet-scented osmanthus, straightened up involuntarily, and put down the brush in his hand.

His Xi'er likes the scent of sweet-scented osmanthus the most.

Even though he is an emperor, thinking of his beloved daughter is like an ordinary parent's heart, he sighed lightly, and thought to himself: "Xi'er, do you miss your father?"

He raised his head to look outside the hall, but froze for a moment. His daughter Xi'er, who was thinking about it, was walking towards him.

He stood up slowly, with tears in his eyes, he called out from the bottom of his voice: "Xi'er..."

(End of this chapter)