The Princess Consort Has A Lethal Destiny

It's not that I haven't seen a sick beauty, but I haven't seen such a thing.

Yesterday, I could dig a hole to pick up bones in the middle of the night in the cool breeze, but today it seems like someone is going to die.

Why do you think it's a bit of a joke?

Zhao Xuanjing was also a little skeptical, but this person saved his life after all, whether it was really a pinch or a blind cat met a dead mouse, he owed a favor, and he should go and see it in person.

Immediately, let people turn the carriage.

"It's a little rough to travel outside. If Miss Xie doesn't mind, will you take my carriage?" Zhao Xuanjing's temperament is a little cold and hard, and he doesn't look very approachable, but his words are still polite.

Xie Qiao stood up.

She took two steps forward.

Suddenly stopped again.

"Do you still want to be sent off?" He turned his head to look at the nobleman lightly, and then frowned slightly, "If you are not in good health, you will die if you enter the yamen. If you all die, then it is better to die from exhaustion."

Zhao Xuanjing's eyelids jumped.

This is a thorn in the head.

"Girl is a talented girl, and I treat you like a guest, and since what you've done is true, you're not a thief, so why would you send the girl to the yamen?" Zhao Xuanjing's sharp eyes were calm and deep.

Xie Qiao's feet moved slightly on the ground twice, and the robe was thrown a little carelessly.

"Then please take me to the nearest town, called... Shifang Town." Xie Qiao didn't raise his head very much, and his voice was soft.

It seems that there is no confidence, and it is easy to be despised.

More like a child who is afraid of people.

"Do you have any relatives in the town?" Zhao Xuanjing asked one more question.

"Well." Xie Qiao nodded, "Mother, and sister."

Zhao Xuanjing twitched the corners of his mouth and nodded in a muffled voice: "Yes, but I have a few things to ask you, I wonder if the girl would like to come back?"

"Ask in the car, I'm tired." Xie Qiaotou lowered.

Zhou Weiwei and others have been by the side, obviously feeling that his son's attitude is very good, but seeing this half-immortal's pitiful, aggrieved appearance and dare not look up, he can't help but feel that the son's voice is too cold and too fierce already?

Zhao Xuanjing glanced at Xie Qiao a few more times.

This demigod... is pretty good.

It's just that the speed of speech is a bit annoying, the anger seems to be unable to come up, and the weakness seems to be kicking.

He has always been most afraid of the woman who cries and loves red eyes. If the voice is like a mosquito, then he can't avoid it. Therefore, listening to this banxian's opening now, he only feels that the temple is "suddenly" jumping.

Xie Qiao didn't bother to avoid suspicion, so he simply got into the car with Nobita and the noble man one after the other.

"It... also has to take a car?" Zhao Xuanjing's mentality collapsed like a rock.

The body leaned back subconsciously.

Xie Qiao lowered his head, leaned slightly towards the car door, hugged the big cock tightly, and pressed one foot against his bamboo box.

It looked like a woman from a good family met a gangster.

"Can't you?" His voice was trembling, his eyebrows lowered, and he was slow.

Zhao Xuanjing has lived such a long life, and he has never been in the same carriage with animals.

But if he didn't nod his head, it seemed that he was strong and weak, so he glanced at the big cock coldly, and then pondered: "Okay."

The corner of Xie Qiao's mouth was slightly hooked, and his hand scratched the smooth feathers on the back of the big rooster.

"Where did Miss Xie clean up before?" Zhao Xuanjing opened his mouth, thought about it, and added: "Who did you learn from?"

"Since childhood, I have been watching the body in Shuiyue, and I have been ill for a long time. I can see a little bit of bad luck. It is not worth mentioning. If it is accurate, it must be a coincidence." Xie Qiao rarely humbled himself.