After dinner, Qin Jiaoxi accompanied the regent to send Bo Jiming out of the house.
Just now they came in openly and openly, and now they go out openly and openly.
This actually made Meng Yinqin feel that he was thinking too complicatedly.
If he was really unwilling to be a hostage and wanted to use Qin Jiaoxi's relationship to get into the Regent's Palace and gain the support of the imperial edict, wouldn't Old Man Shang be so blatant and allow him to set foot in the Regent's Palace?
No matter what, he has just emerged in Zhaodu City, so he will have to plan for several years no matter what!
Watching Bo Jiming's carriage leave, Qin Jiaoxi excitedly took her father's arm and said, "Dad, did you specially arrange the affairs of Shuiqin Pavilion today?"
Meng Yinqin's face darkened: "How is it possible? How can I put you in danger?"
Qin Jiaoxi couldn't help but rolled his eyelids: "What Xi'er is talking about is not danger, but the master of Shuiqin Pavilion!"
"Dad, are you looking for a master specifically for Xi'er?"
Meng Yinqin sighed: "Hasn't Xi'er always wanted to practice martial arts? If you want to strengthen your body and protect yourself, I have thought about it and found that the most suitable master in the imperial capital is probably this one!
"
"But you didn't expect that he didn't have any other boxing skills, and was even forced to hand over Shuiqin Pavilion?"
"I feel a little regretful when I calm down now, Xi'er, otherwise I'd better forget about becoming a disciple and I'll find a new one for you..."
Qin Jiaoxi suddenly shook his head like a rattle: "No, no, no!"
"No, dad, Xi'er thinks this person can be a teacher. Not to mention Kung Fu, when he was playing the piano in the palace that day and Xi'er was dancing, he felt that this person has no evil intentions. If he agreed to the
, we will definitely do it!”
Meng Yinqin's brows relaxed: "Seriously?"
Qin Jiaoxi nodded wildly and was about to say something else when he suddenly saw the lady in charge of the mansion coming over and saying, "Your Majesty, Princess Jiu is critically ill!"
…
Originally, Qin Jiaoxi thought that Xunjiuer was pretending to be ill because she was in solitary confinement.
But her days of confinement were over.
And Axiu has confirmed that she is really sick and not playing tricks.
I thought that her situation would be solved after returning from the Korean War yesterday, but who knew it would become even more serious.
After returning to the yard, Qin Jiaoxi couldn't believe it: "How could her illness be so severe?"
Axiu dug out a pile of medicine to clean up: "She must have been frightened on the day of the palace banquet, but I have asked her nanny to enlighten her, but it seems to have no effect!"
Qin Jiaoxi was a little surprised: "What? Is it for frightened patients? How is this possible?"
She remembered the domineering temper of the Ninth Princess in her previous life. It would be better if she didn't scare others. How could she be scared like this?
Did you really see a ghost?
Having personally experienced the magic weapon of the gods twice recently, Qin Jiaoxi's mind already has its own ideas, and some strange thoughts can come up at every turn.
I saw Axiu carefully picking up all kinds of miscellaneous things that had been injected by unscrupulous merchants in the stomach of the medicinal seahorse, while frowning and saying: "It must be because of fear, plus the cold, the heart is weak, so the cold air easily penetrates into the heart veins!"
"However, my uncle has prescribed medicine to protect her heart and drive away the cold. But if she is confused and still fearful, the cold will not be driven away!"
Qin Jiaoxi carefully looked at Axiu's expression: "Then, is there any other way?"
Axiu said naturally: "Of course there is, you probably haven't seen the power of my uncle!"
