"Tui'er, how many days are left until the day when the emperor chooses his concubine?" Since Qing Ning left, Jiaji has been sick and refused guests. Although she knows that her grandma is dissatisfied, she still goes her own way.
"It'll be the day after tomorrow, what's wrong? How come the girl is so concerned about this matter?" The girl named Cui'er said with a smile that she didn't have to accept guests on the wedding day. She didn't have to wait on those men, and her mood became a little better.
"The day after tomorrow" Jia Qi smiled lonely, "Jumping from one fire pit into another fire pit, is it a blessing or a misfortune?"
"Girl? What are you going to say?" Cui'er looked at her master worriedly.
"It's okay, you go out and tell grandma that I will pick up guests the next day just to stop her from making so much noise outside. She will be annoyed by the noise."
"yes"
Jia Qi listened to the sound of the door closing, and after a while Cui'er came in again, "Girl, the prince said he wanted to see something, do you want to see him?"
Jia Qi's rules have always been like this. As long as she doesn't nod, no one, not even the emperor, dares to let her in. Jia Qi shook her head and said, "It's the day after tomorrow."
The door closed and opened again, and Jia Qi became a little impatient.
She suddenly turned her head and saw the thing in Cui'er's hand. "The prince said that if you don't see it, let me send this to the girl."
Jia Qi took over the token that symbolized her identity, feeling bitter in her heart. He still gave it to her, but what did it mean?
The prince in Cui'er's mouth was the fourth prince that Qing Ning first saw in the secret room that day. Luo Yunyi's token was the only thing that Jia Qi asked him for.
Three years, she had known him for three years and she wanted three years. She thought there was no hope, but at this time it fell into her hands. She should be happy that a brothel girl could get the token from the fourth prince's hand.
What a precious promise it is to her to have unimpeded access to death row.
But Qing Ning is no longer here. This should be a gift that would make her so happy.
"See you?" Cui'er looked at her and her expression softened a little, and asked cautiously. In fact, she never understood why Jia Qi refused to agree to the prince's request. She was already in her twenties, so she could find such an identity as the prince.
Why would a noble person refuse to enter the palace as a concubine? If it were to be another woman, even a rich lady might not have such luck, but she has been indifferent and refused to nod.
"The day after tomorrow" Jia Qi put the token in the jewelry box and still said calmly