Why doesn't this king's concubine compete for favor?

Chapter 104
After Wen Wenyue returned to her dormitory, she was overjoyed. She remembered what Xiao Jingzi had told her, so she decided to go to the grocery alley tomorrow morning, meet Xiao Jingzi, and pass on the inside news to him.

Still at the same time and place, Wenmingyue saw Xiaojingzi again, Xiaojingzi said to Wenmingyue after listening:

"Mr. Wengui has done a good job. This news is very useful and timely. It gave us time to prepare. It will be safe at that time. You just need to remember that if you want to be safe, you should stay away from Jiangxin by then."

Civilization Moon was very curious and couldn't help asking:
"Are you going to kill her?"

Xiaojingzi's expression darkened:
"Young man, it's best not to ask questions that shouldn't be asked. You just need to remember that what you want to achieve will come true after this Ruixue Festival."

Wen Wenming didn't ask any more questions. Compared with the process, she cared more about the result.

Wen Wenming left the grocery alley contentedly, and began to look forward to the arrival of the Ruixue Festival.

Two days later, the Ruixue Festival came as scheduled.

As the night falls and the lights come on, the busiest street in the Xuerui Festival is the place where dignitaries and dignitaries gather in Kyoto, Golden Street.

In addition to Kyoto nobles, literati, and merchants, there are also many ordinary people who come to join in the fun. Some local tyrants, gentry and upstarts will certainly not miss this lively scene.

In a year, there is only one day when people from all walks of life, regardless of high or low, gather in one place.

In front of the Xunyang Prince's Mansion, a luxurious carriage stopped early.

Two tall horses, handsome and strong, with shiny coats, are very eye-catching. The nanmu body is exquisitely carved with flowers, birds, fish and insects. The windows of the cars are covered with lake blue silk, and the doors are inlaid with bright night pearls. Very stylish.

It was the first time for King Xunyang to participate in the Ruixue Festival. After receiving the notice, the stewards of the royal residence, Nanny Li and other senior leaders of the royal residence immediately began intensive preparations. This carriage was specially designed for Jiang Xin, Shu Ling, and Wenming Yue. Prepared by three people.

At the time of departure, Qiu Yuebai was riding a tall horse with a celestial appearance and a radiant look. The three nobles then boarded the two BMW chariots, and the carriage drove slowly, following behind Qiu Yuebai.

The atmosphere in the carriage was not very harmonious. The three women in the carriage had their own concerns.

Wen Wenyue still had a friendly smile on his face, and he took the initiative to talk to Jiang Xin and Shu Ling, but he was thinking about what Xiao Jingzi said all the time.

She looked at Jiang Xin with a smile on her face, talking about a good sister.

In fact, he was impatiently looking forward to her death.

Wen Wenyue is dressed in fancy clothes today, like a butterfly. She has been working hard to attract Qiu Yuebai's attention, which makes Jiang Xin very uncomfortable. For this female supporting role, Jiang Xin regrets it very much now. Why did she set it up so annoying before? character of.

Wenming Yue has a dignified and beautiful appearance, but she has a dark heart.

But it doesn't matter, the vicious female supporting role is a female supporting role after all, and sooner or later she will kill herself.

Jiang Xin kept holding Shu Ling's hand, but felt that Shu Ling's fingers were slightly cold.

"Sister Shu, are you still not feeling well?"

Shu Ling shook her head. She lifted the curtain of the car and glanced outside. Right in front of her was Qiuyue's straight white back. Today he was wearing a dark green and silver brocade suit with fine dark patterns. His wide sleeves fluttered in the wind. Heaven and man.

Although Shu Ling couldn't see his face, he saw his long black hair cascading down, and a few strands of black hair hanging from his ears, swaying gently in the wind, elegant and elegant.

(End of this chapter)