The Princess Consort Has A Lethal Destiny

It's not difficult to find people, and Zhao Xuanjing simply agreed.

Xie Qiao came here mainly to thank him.

Fortunately for Zhao Xuanjing’s intervention yesterday, otherwise the upper body will definitely not only have those ghosts. The upper body of the ghost must be detrimental to the body. Her body is so bad. If she was tossed all night, she would be half dead if she woke up today .

Unlike now, there is still a bit of strength.

"His Royal Highness consumed a safety charm yesterday, and now I don’t have anything else that I can handle, and I only have this... small wooden sword, so I sent it to you as a thank you. If nothing else I will retreat." Xie Qiao was respectful.

Zhao Xuanjing stared at the small wooden sword coldly.

The carving of this wooden sword seems to have matured a lot.

Compared with the meeting ceremony when he was eleven or twelve years old when he was a teacher, the peach wood sword in front of him...

Except for the different engraving work, there is no difference from the material to the pattern!

Zhao Xuanjing lowered his gaze, and his slightly frowning eyebrows tried to adapt to the rough texture, rubbing his fingers twice, and a helpless smile appeared at the corners of his mouth.

And Xie Qiao, she is serious, careless like a fairy outside the world, as if she was giving away a peerless treasure.

"This is the token of love?" After a long while, Zhao Xuanjing suddenly jumped out a sentence.

Xie Qiao was taken aback, then looked up at him: "???"

"How many wooden swords have you sent out?" Zhao Xuanjing asked with a serious face suddenly and seriously.

Xie Qiao didn't understand what she meant.

It's just a small wooden sword, peach wood warding off evil spirits, super easy to use.

Zhao Xuanjing was still thinking about turning around and tricking the wooden sword back from Senior Brother Xiao's collection, but looking at Xie Qiao's reaction, I am afraid that the wooden sword sent out was more than that of Senior Brother Xiao.

He tried his best, and he was afraid that he would not be able to find all these "forsaken folk" tokens.

"This wooden sword is not suitable for use." Zhao Xuanjing's voice is low, and he gets closer, making the ears of the listener itchy.

Xie Qiao rubbed his ears: "I have nothing else now. I ran out of it yesterday. Why don't you give me a few days to draw a few symbols?"

I am afraid that one sheet is not enough, such a big favor.

"This wood is good, but the carving is nothing new. Since Miss Xie wants to give a piece of solitary decoration, let's carve a special one." Zhao Xuanjing groaned, and then said: "For example... Or the lotus and the stalk, it's okay, it's lonely."

"..." Xie Qiao twisted his brows.

The emperor is going to marry him, right? For fear that others don't know?

Xie Qiao sniffed secretly.

She took advantage of the prince yesterday, but it was not too serious. She didn't mind if she touched her little hand or was a relative Fangze. The prince even learned to keep her distance and began to sprinkle dog food on purpose.

It's almost time to engrave the word "married" on the forehead.

Xie Qiao felt quite uncomfortable in his heart.

"Yes, I'll carve a pair for you." Xie Qiao said sincerely with a sincere expression.

After responding, Xie Qiao said that he was in poor health and should not stay longer and left immediately.

Let the steward arrange a carriage and send her back to Xie's house directly.

But instructing a manager to do things also requires silver beans.

Sitting on the carriage, Xie Qiao couldn't help but start to forget it.

One hundred silver beans in the yard rented yesterday!

It shouldn’t have been so expensive. It’s just that she was renting for a short-term lease yesterday, and the price was almost doubled. In addition, in order to avoid too much movement, she rented a large yard with some basics. Facilities, so the price is high.

In addition to the money for the yard, there are food and drink as well as...

Xie Qiao squeezed the bill that the steward gave her when she got up early in the morning.

Feeling uncomfortable.

It turned out to be a race.

That ghost is really poisonous, no wonder she feels that her thighs are sore today. If it weren't for reading this bill, she might have thought that she had really hit the prince yesterday!