Concubine Mad Concubine: Fifth Miss of the Prime Minister's House

Chapter 1265 Follow up again, come up with a reply letter 2
After finally biting the bullet and listening to the little eunuch's nagging, when she was about to get away, she heard another little eunuch call Qing Ning and ask him to help, Qing Ning hurriedly excused that the imperial dining room was busy and ran away.

Qing Ning looked back while running, fortunately, she didn't chase after her, she found a hidden place and hid it, then she opened the rolled up note that she finally took out from the meal, and rushed towards her There was a faint smell of blood, and when she saw the handwriting on it, she couldn't restrain her excitement. She had practiced handwriting with the young lady for so long before, and she could recognize the young lady's handwriting at a glance. It's actually Miss's handwriting.

Can't hide the excitement, it's really Miss, the one locked up there is really Miss, it's really great, she finally found Miss, she finally found Miss
But why is it written in blood?I can't care about that much anymore, the news of a young lady is a great joy for Qing Ning, and Qing Ning, who couldn't hide her excitement, didn't care that there were still a lot of things to do in the imperial dining room, so she hurried out of the palace and returned to the palace. War Palace.

When Xuanyuan Zhan saw Qing Ning coming, he naturally guessed that things must have progressed, and there was a little excitement on his face, and he tried his best to suppress it.

Qing Ning walked in and said to Xuanyuan: "Master, the person locked in there is Miss."

Xuanyuan Zhan heaved a long sigh of relief, Jing'er finally found his whereabouts, and his hanging heart finally fell to the ground: "Jing'er, did she send you the news?"

Qing Ning nodded, took out the blood letter written by Murong Jingxue from her sleeve pocket and handed it respectfully to Xuanyuan Zhan.

Xuanyuan Zhan took the blood book that Qing Ning brought over, and frowned slightly when he saw that it was written in blood. There were only four words on it, safe, don't read.

Seeing Jing'er's words, Xuanyuan Zhan felt relieved. Although her life is not in danger now, it is still not good to fall into the queen's hands. He has to find a way to rescue Jing'er.

"Qing Ning, send another letter to Jing'er tomorrow, and ask Jing'er to see how many people are in ambush. Then we will draw up another plan based on the clues Jinger provided, and take Jing'er away. Get it out."

Hearing what the master said, Qing Ning was very happy, and finally she was about to rescue the young lady.

"Yes, master, I'll go back and write a letter right away, and send it to Miss tomorrow."

Qing Ning's letters were all written at Ning Xuan's mansion at night, and brought into the palace the next day, and then when everyone was not paying attention, put the note into Miss Jin's meal.

Speaking of which dish to put the note in is also a matter of knowledge, after all, these meals are for four people, if they are not placed properly, and they are put in the bowl of a deaf-mute mother and son, it will be tantamount to revealing her whereabouts.

She struggled for a long time, hesitated for a long time, and thought for a long time before she made up her mind and put the note in the pickles. There were five dishes in total, pickles, mapo tofu, braised pork, fried shredded pork, and one was green vegetables.

Qing Ning thinks that the aunt should leave dishes such as braised pork and fried shredded pork for her son to eat. This pickle is salty and unpalatable, she will definitely not give it to her son, so it should be among the pickles. safe.

Fortunately, her budget was correct, and this allowed the note to reach Murong Jingxue's hands smoothly, and they made contact.

(End of this chapter)