Dressed as the regent's palm

Chapter 188 The princess is a bit strange

Linglong Pavilion.

Qing Yange collapsed on the bed, drowsy.

"Qing Yuan, have we finished distributing the special products we brought back?"

Qingyange stared blankly at the layers of veils above her head, she asked aloud.

Qing Yuan covered her mouth and smiled lightly, "It's all delivered, there's not one left, those ministers and concubines must be very happy, after all, princess, you are still thinking about them even when you are far away in the frontier, and brought them special products."

Qingyange let out a long breath.

This huge project is finally finished.

Suddenly, a court lady in pink came in with small steps and knelt down a foot away from Qingyuan.

She whispered, "Princess."

Qingyuan put away her smile, restored the majesty that an aunt in the palace should have, turned around and glanced at the frightened figure, and asked, "What's the matter?"

"The princess is asking for an audience outside the Linglong Pavilion." The maid replied respectfully.

Qing Yange stood up from the slump, "Ying Jiaojiao?"

What is she doing here at this time?
What's more, when did Ying Jiaojiao behave like this?

Wasn't it all rampage in the past, didn't there even be a notification?

The maid replied: "Exactly."

"Go and recruit her." Qingyange thought for a moment, and finally gave the order.

"Here." The maid saluted, Shi Shiran got up and left the huge palace.

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"Jiaojiao didn't come here to plead for brother, and she didn't come here for herself." Yingjiao stood gracefully in front of Qing Yange, her flowery face was full of obedience that she had never seen before.

Right now, Qing Yange, who was lying on her side on the soft bed and eating grapes, opened her eyes wide, looking at the girl in front of her in disbelief.

Is this... really Ying Jiaojiao?

In the past, almost every time she went out, she had to wrap herself up airtight, wishing she could be born in the dark without a ray of sunshine.

For now, however, her eerie black cape was gone, replaced by a voluminous pink iris tulle cape.

"Then why did you come here?" Qingyange chewed the grapes slowly, with deep doubts hidden in those eyes.

"I'm here for Nan'an Palace." Ying Jiaojiao's tone was softer than ever, and seriousness was hidden in her eyes.

"For mercy? Do you want me to have the plaque hung back?" Qing Yange raised her eyebrows and asked.

"No." Ying Jiaojiao shook her head, and continued: "I want the princess to issue an order to tell the world that the plaque of Nan'an Palace has already been removed."

Qingyange fell into deep thought, her brows were tightly furrowed.

After a long time, she asked, "Why?"

Ying Jiaojiao replied solemnly: "Now I am the only little girl left in the Nan'an Palace. My father and elder brother rebelled, and I am no longer a citizen of Tiancang. The second brother is currently in prison. The signboard of the Nan'an Palace is a big tree that attracts wind, which is easy to cause disputes. , so my daughter wants to ask the princess to tell the world that there is no Nan'an Palace in this world."

Hearing Ying Jiaojiao's words, Qing Yange looked her up and down in shock.

Is this... really that lawless Ying Jiaojiao?
She remembered that she had only been to southern Xinjiang for more than a month, so how come Ying Jiaojiao has undergone such earth-shaking changes right now?
Didn't you say that nature is hard to change?

"Princess, please fulfill Jiaojiao's wish!" Ying Jiaojiao pleaded when she saw that Qingyange remained silent for a long time.

Finally, Qing Yange responded, "Okay."

Ying Jiaojiao cheered happily, she breathed a sigh of relief, Shi Shiran saluted, and said softly: "Thank you princess for your kindness. In the past, the little girl was ignorant, and she was arrogant when she was favored. Jiaojiao is here, I will pay you no."

Qing Yange nodded thoughtfully, "No problem."

Ying Jiaojiao patted her chest, and suddenly raised a bright smile, "Princess, can Jiaojiao sit next to you, it's strange that we are so far apart."

Qing Yange vaguely felt that the scene in front of her was very strange, and there seemed to be something wrong.

She racked her brains to think, but subconsciously responded: "Okay."

Ying Jiaojiao was afraid that Qingyange would regret it immediately, she hurriedly walked to Qingyange's side with small steps, took a bench and sat down, took out a book from her arms, and said with a smile: "Since the princess likes to read story books, Jiaojiao is also here to accompany the princess to read books."

Without waiting for Qingyange to agree, she lowered her head and read the scroll seriously.

And Qing Yange looked at the story book with some precautions, while being wary of Ying Jiaojiao.

But because the content of the storybook was really ups and downs, full of dangers, and tightly gripping, it immediately attracted her attention, and the matter of being vigilant against Ying Jiaojiao was instantly forgotten.

The time for a cup of tea passed, and Yingjiao, who was reading very seriously, moved her head invisibly, and glanced outside the hall from the corner of her eye, and saw Qingyuan standing at the door with her back facing the door. I breathed a sigh of relief.

Immediately afterwards, Ying Jiaojiao looked at Qingyange secretly again, and saw that Qingyange was like a piece of fluffy cotton, lying on the soft bed, eating fruit, and laughing out a delicate and pleasant voice from time to time.

well.

The enemy is now letting down his guard.

Ying Jiaojiao breathed a sigh of relief, the palm hidden in the sleeve was already dripping with sweat, while the slender hand that was exposed outside holding the book couldn't help trembling.

Ying Jiaojiao tried her best to adjust her breathing, and her little hand hidden in the sleeve groped inside the wide sleeve robe, and finally found the dagger tied with a cloth rope in the middle to cut iron like mud.

This dagger was dug out from the warehouse of Nan'an Palace by her.

She had tested the sharpness of this dagger before she came here, but with a light swipe, there was a deep knife mark on the big tree in her yard.

Her father finally left her a good thing.

Ying Jiaojiao held the dagger in her hand and began to observe Qingyange's actions.

In Yingjiaojiao's eyes, Qing Yange, who is lying on the bed with her back completely exposed, is like a fish on a chopping board, ready to be slaughtered by her.

Ying Jiaojiao seemed to have a gleam of happiness flashing through her starry pupils.

She took out the dagger calmly and cheered herself up in her heart.

Ying Jiaojiao, as long as this knife is stabbed down, Qingyange will be half dead.

Even the Da Luo Immortal came to no avail.

By killing her, the shame of the Nangong family can be washed away.

Ying Jiaojiao's big watery eyes gradually became firmer.

She finally mustered up the courage, raised the dagger in her hand high, and stabbed at Qingyange's beautiful back without thinking about herself.

Ying Jiaojiao, you can definitely do it!

However, at the moment when Ying Jiaojiao couldn't help showing a bright smile, Qing Yange suddenly turned over, and her face turned around.

It's over, Qing Yange's martial arts are superb, if she fights recklessly, she might be beaten to the ground without even touching the hem of Qing Yange's clothes!
Thinking of this, Yingjiao gritted her teeth, turned her small hand, and put the dagger into the wide sleeve robe.

However, she has long lost control over her body, watching herself slowly, like a slow-motion replay, throwing herself into Qingyange's arms.

What's worse, the sharp blade seemed to have cut the skin on her hand, and the air was filled with the faint smell of blood.

It really hurt her to death!

(End of this chapter)