The Queen, who was disliked by the aristocratic families, took action. It was Qiu Jiang's gift to Princess Yujing, in order to express "We are in the same group" and "Look, I am fully capable of killing her."

Princess Yujing was indeed very concerned about this, and asked when she met: "Why did you move Xie Changyan?"

She is a beautiful woman with beautiful facial features and smooth skin. It is said that her secret to maintain is to pick yin and replenish yang. After the death of the prince-consort, she had an affair with many young generals. While indulging in the mood, she also maintained a close relationship with the same family well.

From this perspective, it looks quite similar to Cheng Guo’s third princess Yishu.

Such women all have one common characteristic - ambition.

Or to put it more bluntly - desire.

People with high desires are not enough to satisfy their male sex, and they must have greater plans.

She knew that Princess Yishu's plan was that she wanted to be the empress of Chengguo. So what about Princess Yujing? Playing the spring and turning "playing" into "spring", isn't it exactly the meaning of "stealing the sky and changing the sun"?

In other words, changing the queen is not enough, but changing the emperor?

Although Mrs. Ruyi did not tell her the specific content of "Songchun" this time, she only asked her to assist the eldest princess after entering Beijing. However, Qiu Jiang lived in Caomu for half a year and also listened to some gossips in the capital. For example, the eldest princess and the King of Yan were incompatible. The aristocratic families also had a lot of complaints about the actions of the King of Yan in the past two years. For example, the eldest princess, Princess Huiwei, likes Feng Xiaoya.

Therefore, Qiu Jiang concluded that the reason why the aristocratic families dared to take the initiative to change the queen was definitely not related to the Princess Yujing. She deliberately made a tripping rope to scare Xie Changyan, secondly, mainly to test Yujing.

And Yujing was indeed deceived and took the initiative to mention Xie Changyan.

Qiu Jiang added a spoon of water to the brazier and said lazily: "I heard that it is the future queen of Dayan, so I couldn't help but take a look."

"Since you have to see, why don't you do it thoroughly and let her die?"

Qiu Jiang said seriously: "Kill her now, but only kill a young girl; if you move again in the future, you will kill the queen of Dayan. I will not kill the untouchables."

Princess Yujing sneered: "I'm afraid you won't have a chance in the future."

Qiu Jiang's eyes flashed, trying to induce her to say more clues, so she compliments: "With you here, why can't you have no chance?"

Princess Yujing didn't know what she thought of and changed the subject: "Your Majesty's vigilance is getting stronger and stronger."

"Isn't this exactly what you want from the princess? Your Majesty thinks it is the work of the aristocratic family, and the aristocratic family is frightened by the wounded birds and the two sides fight to the death. At that time, the fisherman will benefit from it, you will be the one who will benefit from it." Qiu Jiang continued to test.

Princess Yujing's eyes turned cold: "I don't want to be profitable, I just want him to die!"

Interestingly, this person is Zhanghua's aunt and royal family, but he does not help his nephew. Instead, he colludes with outsiders from aristocratic families to kill Zhanghua. King Yan, your situation is not much better than King Cheng Minggong.

Thinking of this, Qiu Jiang smiled: "Don't worry, Your Highness. Since Ruyi Sect has taken over your task, it will definitely make you - Ruyi." The last two words are extremely ambiguous.

Princess Yujing stared at her with a deep expression: "But Feng Letian will not lose if he doesn't die."

Very well, they were planning to deal with their father-in-law. Qiu Jiang slowly added another spoonful of water to the copper basin and said lightly: "The old fox is even more traitor than his son. His son has no flaws. He has a flaw in his body and doesn't know where to start..." At this point, his eyebrows frowned slightly and suddenly moved.

Qiu Jiangfei went over and kicked the door open, grabbed the person who was eavesdropping outside the door and threw it next to the brazier.

The man fell to the ground with a moan, and his hands flew away, hanging all over in a mess.

I saw that she was sixteen or seventeen years old, with a mole under her left eye, which looked like tears that were about to fall. Therefore, when she looked up at people, she looked pitiful and even more charming.

Qiu Jiang said in her heart that this charming attitude was not born, but was trained. Who is this person? Is the charming slave raised by the eldest princess?

"Does the wall feet sound good?" she asked.

The girl immediately knelt down and looked at Princess Yujing beside her: "Your Highness, I don't! I didn't eavesdrop! Please believe me, I really don't!"

"What are you doing outside the door?"

"I, I...Uncle's death day is approaching, and I made a list. I wanted your highness to see if it is suitable. When I walked to the door, I saw that there was no light in the room, so I hesitated for a while, and I didn't hear anything!" The girl stepped forward and grabbed Princess Yujing's hem and started crying, "I didn't eavesdrop, everything I said was true!"

Qiu Jiang was a little surprised. It turned out that she was not a slave, but the niece of the deceased prince consort. She was secretly informed by her, but now she was knocked out by this woman and met Yujing. Logically speaking, she should have been killed and silenced. But looking at Princess Yujing's expression, I'm afraid she wouldn't let this woman die...

Qiu Jiang smiled and said, "I won't kill the untouchables. Your Highness will do it himself. Let's go." After that, he turned around and left. Hearing the girl crying and begging in his ears, Princess Yujing sighed softly and said, "Get up..."

Well, it seems that the weakness of this Princess Yujing is not Huiwei, but... the dead prince consort.

For the sake of the prince-consort, Princess Yujing did not hesitate to seek flirting with the Ruyi Party, and ignored the people of the country. It was really a pity for a poor person.

When Qiu Jiang flew out of the princess's mansion, she saw snow all over the ground. For some reason, she suddenly became a little stunned.

The snow is covered with brocade and satin. After nightfall, no one comes in and out of the princess's house, so the furry snow blanket is very complete without a trace.

For a moment, my eyes were vast and I couldn't tell where the road was.

"After entering the snow field, people must throw bright objects forward when walking, as targets, so that they will not be confused by the endless white and lose their direction." A voice suddenly sounded in her mind, which made her heart tremble.

"What you have to do is a very difficult, lonely, uncomprehensible to the world, and with little hope. You will encounter many temptations, dilemmas, and life and death. You can only face it alone, and no one can help."

"If your heart is a little weak, you will be lost."

The sound slowly faded away, and the snow in front of me became heavier, like a temptation and a warning.

Qiu Jiang took off the Buddhist beads, threw them on the road, and then walked towards the Buddhist beads firmly.

The task must be completed.

Must be the next Mrs. Ruyi.

For her, from the beginning, there was only a journey, no return journey.

***

Qiu Jiang returned to Sier's residence, but Sier was not there.

She didn't care and fell asleep on Sier's couch. This place was very safe, with heavy troops guarding below, and no one knew that Lao Yan King Mo Yin lived in seclusion here. She also borrowed Sier's light to find out such a god's residence.

I have to say that Mrs. Ruyi's chess piece was well-placed, and her only disadvantage was that Sier was stubborn and not good at speaking. But if it weren't for this, Ji Yin wouldn't have chosen him alone among so many followers back then.

It was the second day after I fell asleep and woke up again.

There was a sound of even-rhythm chopping from outside the house, and it fell down together, which was very nice.

Sier has a little hysteria, such as chopping onions into one inch before eating, cutting firewood into eight even pieces, and having to clean hands... It is really not easy to survive in Ruyi Sect and become one of the seven treasures.

Qiu Jiang stretched her waist while pushing the door out, "You're back!"

Sier stretched out a finger in the gap between swinging the axe and pointed to the door.

Qiu Jiang turned her head and found a brush inserted on the door. She pulled out the brush, opened the pen tube, and pulled out a note from it, which read: "Kill Feng Letian."

Qiu Jiang narrowed her eyes.

This is Mrs. Ruyi's pen, which means "handwriting", and the hair is a chicken hair, which means "urgent", which means that this task must be done quickly.

When she met Princess Yujing last night, Yujing mentioned that "Feng Letian will not die, and the King of Yan will not fall." Today, she received the instructions from her wife. It seems that they can't wait. I heard that Yan's Spring Plan has been brewing for many years, so why did they start to take action this year? What made them feel that the time is ripe? Because she came to Yujing? Or... Xie Changyan also came to Yujing?!

Qiu Jiang threw the note and the pen into the stove and burned it, turned around and left.

Si'er wanted to speak but stopped, but finally didn't say anything.

He continued to cut the remaining wood, then walked into the kitchen, lifted the lid of the pot, and the meals of two were neatly arranged inside.

Si'er stared at the meal for a long time, and finally ate both servings silently.

***

Feng Letian is no longer in Taohe Villa.

Not only him, Feng Xiaoya and his followers disappeared.

Taohe Villa was empty, and there was no trace of anyone coming except for the two jars of wine that were missing in the cellar. Qiu Jiang wanted to drink two more jars of wine, but was worried that the alcohol was leaking, so she had to give up.

"Let's drink you when I have the chance!" She said regretfully to a wine jar in a cellar.

When she returned to Caomuju, the Feng family and his son were still away. According to the people's opinions, they were actually missing.

Could it be that Feng Xiaoya’s backlash was too serious, so his father sent him to the hospital?

Qiu Jiang pondered while sneaking into Feng Xiaoya's yard. It is rare that the little fox and the old fox are not there. If you don't check it, when will you wait?

She flashed into Feng Xiaoya's study.

The study room was huge, but it was filled with debris. Various pianos, zithers, flutes and shengs were placed on the racks in a dazzling array. At first glance, I thought I had entered the musical instruments, and the most outrageous thing was that I could see the guzheng and chimes.

It seems that everyone in the world is very particular about Feng Xiaoya's musical rhythm. It is not a false statement to pick up all kinds of musical instruments at will. I don't know how he learned to be happy with such a body.

There was a short cabinet more than half a person tall in the corner of the wall, with book volumes densely stuffed on it. Qiu Jiang flipped through a few books, all of which were music scores.

Qiu Jiang walked around and came to a conclusion: Feng Xiaoya didn't read much, and there was no other book in the study except music scores.

There is a small door on the study room. After pushing it open, Feng Xiaoya's bedroom is inside.

A string of copper bells tied to the head of the bed must be used to summon followers when they are unwell.

Next to the bed is a set of low cabinets, with bottles and jars inside all filled with medicine.

In addition, she also saw a pot of ginger flowers.

This pot of ginger flowers is placed next to the pillow. Although it is cold winter, it is very warm because the ground dragons are grown in the house. It is blooming and bright, and the flowers are pure white. Next to the pillow is a copper pharmaceutical pestle, which is much smaller than the ordinary pharmaceutical pestle. The word "jiang" is engraved on one end of the pestle pole.

Qiu Jiang was slightly thirsty - this was probably something Jiang Jiang used in childhood.

The body is rubbing brightly, and it is obvious that some people often play with it.

Thinking of the scene where Feng Xiaoya held this object in her hand and remembered Jiang Jiang, even though she thought she was unintentional, she couldn't help but become a little confused.

At this moment, she heard the sound of footsteps, immediately put down the medicine pestle and jumped up, jumped onto the crossbar, and leaned on it.

A moment later, the door was gently pushed open, and a person came in, but Meng Buli, and a yellow raccoon cat squatted on his shoulder.

Qiu Jiang held her breath.
To be continued...