bookcurios Chapter 208 Princess Qingcheng 8
Chapter 208 Princess Qingcheng 8
After returning to the palace,
Xue Yi sat on a chair, playing with a jade pendant in her hand, thinking about the future.
Deep in the palace,
Danger can occur if you are not careful.
Xia Shaoheng's attitude towards her is still unclear. Whether to make her the queen or drive her away remains to be seen. However, another person, Xue Yi, is more cautious.
Often, people act the most considerate and polite in front of others, but don't know what they act like behind their backs.
The person who said this was Xia Qiming.
At the age of sixteen, he felt nothing when seeing Jun Liche being beaten and covered in blood, and even allowed his servants to bully each other.
He is definitely not as gentle and considerate as he appears to be.
On the contrary, the ugly face hidden under that skin is terrifying.
But fortunately, the one here now is Xue Yi, not Xia Nanrou.
Given Xia Nanrou's personality, she probably wouldn't realize how dangerous Xia Qiming was. Even if she knew, she would remain silent and pretend to be ignorant.
[Xiao 7, please tell me about Xia Qiming's past.]
【Yes, Master】
007 retrieved all of Xia Qiming's experiences since childhood, and the images appeared from the air.
Half an hour later, she came to her senses.
Xue Yi held the jade pendant in her hand and pursed her lips.
Xia Qiming,
In fact, he is also a poor man.
In the picture, she witnessed Xia Qiming's miserable childhood.
The young Xia Qiming curled up in the corner of the hall, covered in wounds, crying and begging for mercy, "Mother, I was wrong, I was wrong..."
But the crazy woman holding the whip in the picture roared, not listening to the child's pleas for mercy, "Waste, I asked you to learn so many things, why can't you get the favor of His Majesty?!"
"I ordered people to supervise you day and night and taught you to learn to read and write, but you are always no match for that bastard Xia Shaoheng!"
"Are you trying to slap me in the face? Why don't you study hard?!"
Xia Qiming curled up, his tender little face full of tears, "Wuwuwu, mother, I was wrong. Next time I will definitely test better than my brother, I will definitely..."
Concubine Jing whipped down again, mercilessly grabbed the young Xia Qiming and threw him to the ground.
"I gave birth to you so that you could climb to the position of Crown Prince! Not to keep you as a waste!"
"If you don't do it well, I promise that next time you won't even have the chance to beg for mercy! Get out."
Concubine Jing was wearing a blue palace dress, and her well-maintained face was full of disgust. She then threw the whip to the ground and walked into the inner hall.
Little Xia Qiming didn't dare to cry loudly. He could only half-kneel and half-crawl as he was taken back to his bedroom by the palace servants.
As soon as he entered the door, he could no longer hold back and burst into tears. His fine brocade robe was torn into many pieces and blood was oozing out of it.
The palace servant who sent him back simply took out the ointment, applied it to him skillfully, and then left.
Only Xia Qiming was left lying on the bed, curled up in the quilt and sobbing quietly.
Why, why did mother treat him like this?
It is obvious that the Empress Dowager is not like this to her brother. Her brother can eat delicious plum blossom cakes and cry and act like a spoiled child in the Empress Dowager's arms, but he can't.
The mother would only think that he was useless and unworthy of being her son...
The palace servants were also extremely cold to him. When he was injured, they only helped him apply medicine once or twice and then left him alone in the bedroom without paying any attention to him.
No one cares about his injury, no one cares if he's in pain, or if he's sad...
No one loves him.
Concubine Jing's beatings, scoldings and resentment lasted almost throughout Xia Qiming's entire childhood. When Xia Qiming was fourteen years old, she committed suicide in her own bedroom, with blood splattering on Xia Qiming's face.
Before leaving, Concubine Jing was still cursing at him, "It's all your fault that you're useless and can't be the crown prince! If you weren't so useless, why wouldn't His Majesty come to my Jingyu Palace?!"
"It's all your fault! It's because you are useless that His Majesty didn't come..."
In her last moments before she died, she was still blaming the young Xia Qiming.
The small figure sat on the ground in a daze, blood dripping down his cheeks, streaking across his long eyelashes and the corners of his mouth.
He stuck out his tongue and licked the blood at the corner of his mouth. It tasted salty and had a faint smell of rust...
As Concubine Jing's body gradually became cold, her young and frightened face actually slowly calmed down, even to the point of being deadly calm.
His mother is dead, no one will force him anymore...
He no longer had to be alone, as his mother had ordered him to stay away from his childhood friends and his royal brother.
He is free.
...
Since then, Xia Qiming's personality has changed drastically. He exudes a gentle glow and is considerate, polite and gentle to everyone.
But no one knew that every year on the seventh day of May, a palace maid would disappear from his palace and would disappear from the huge imperial palace.
Xue Yi recalled the bloody scenes in the secret room and felt a little depressed.
The Second Prince, who was extremely gentle and considerate during the day, was like an extremely vicious devil on the nights of May 7th and June 4th. He tortured the palace maids in blue palace dresses with a knife, letting their blood splatter and their flesh fall.
He is an absolute madman. Even though he is only sixteen, he has already stained the blood of many people.
The seventh day of May was his birthday, a day he had never celebrated.
The fourth day of June was the day when Concubine Jing committed suicide in front of him.
Xue Yi knew that Xia Qiming was not as simple as he seemed.
But she didn't expect him to be so extreme.
However, he had been suppressing his inner feelings for a long time in that environment, and his mother committed suicide in front of him. Before she died, she was still blaming him for being useless. Anyone would go crazy if they blamed him for all this.
He disguised himself so well that he always maintained a considerate image in his daily interactions with the palace ladies and everyone.
If Emperor Wen did not have secret guards stationed everywhere in the palace, his true identity would not have been discovered.
If he didn't know the involvement, he might have entrusted Xia Nanrou to Xia Qiming, who looked very considerate and gentle.
But if that were the case, Xia Nanrou would probably not even know how she died.
The person who lay beside him day and night had cut people's necks with his own hands, tasted blood, and was extremely perverted.
This will drive Xia Nanrou crazy, and she will definitely die a more miserable death than in her previous life.
Fortunately, Emperor Wen knew some of the inside story and entrusted her to Xie Yunya and Xia Shaoheng.
But, it’s actually not a big problem.
To Xue Yi, what Xia Qiming did was nothing. Compared with what she had done before, it was nothing.
She is fearless and unafraid.
As her thoughts turned back to her, she held in her snow-white and tender little hand a light golden jade pendant of exquisite workmanship, on which was carved a four-clawed python, which looked lifelike.
"Xia Shaoheng..."
She kept touching the finely carved body of the python, and it was unknown what she was thinking about in her clear and bright eyes.
After a long time, she sat up and called Ruhua who was guarding outside the hall.
Ruhua didn't think there was anything abnormal about the princess. After all, ever since the queen left, the princess often locked herself in the palace and didn't allow anyone to enter.
It was only after taking in Li Che that the princess became more cheerful, but she still liked to stay alone in her bedroom.
Ruhua responded and walked into the inner hall, "What do you want, Princess?"
Xue Yi put away the jade pendant and said in a gentle voice, "Go to the Ministry of Internal Affairs to make more clothes according to A Che's body shape, mainly in white and ink."
"Yes, Princess." Ruhua responded and withdrew, asking the palace maids to serve tea, and then went to the Ministry of Internal Affairs to report what Xueyi had instructed.