This Rongyuan was originally the emperor's dwellings. After the emperor ascended the throne, he changed it to the royal garden. Because there were two banyan trees in the front yard, it was named Rongyuan.

It is said that these two banyan trees were planted by the emperor for the queen, meaning deep love, and old age.

Liu Yunxiang followed Murong's past. Seeing that there were already many female and male relatives in the garden, all of them were laughing and laughing together.

Seeing that the class is different, it really looks down on a layer.

However, as soon as Murong went in, the female relatives looked at it inadvertently, and were attracted by her gorgeous clothes. Slowly all the female family members looked at her, showing a stunning color.

Baihua Festival is originally looking at dressing, so everyone's attention is also on the clothes.

"Princess British, come here!" The ladies of about thirty years a year beckoned by the Princess of the British princess.

The Princess of the British step forward to the woman to salute, "Princess Jing'an Jin'an."

Liu Yunxiang swept this circle of people, one by one, all of which were graceful, Pearl and Yuan Pei, naturally with a pride. She thought that these women should be the imperial relatives.

The Princess Jing'an was holding the clothes of the British princess and couldn't help but reached out and touched it, "Yo, so slippery, so soft, like a handful of water."

When I heard this, others couldn't help but come forward to touch it, and they praised them.

"Indeed, and under the sun, it seems that thousands of stars fall on the body, so beautiful."

"Ouch, it's not just looking light, but a lot of weight, it's quite light, it will definitely not feel cumbersome if you wear it."

"I haven't seen such a good material!"

"We haven't seen it before!"

So everyone turned to ask the Princess of the British, why would this material shine.

The Princess of the British laughed: "This material is called Jinyuyuehua, and the golden line is buried inside, so it shines in the light."

"In this way, it really looks like moonlight. Although the light is full of light, it is not dazzling and not walking in the sun. The Guanghua of this material is much restrained."

Others agreed that people like them, just as people like them should be high -profile when they should be high -profile, and they must be restrained when they should be restrained.

"By the way, the princess, where did you buy this material, we also bought it to make clothes." Someone asked.

Murong Xuan glanced at Liu Yunxiang slightly slightly, and then said: "South Red Mansion, all the fabrics of their satin villa are transported from Darong Jiangnan.

"Nanhonglou?" The man thought for a while, "Why haven't you heard it, have you heard it?"

Others also shook their heads, "We thought the princess bought from Huashang Pavilion."

These people recognize Huashang Pavilion, and feel that the fabrics there can be worthy of their identity.

Murong Xun's thoughts turned: "However, the fabric of this Nanhonglou is too expensive, especially this golden moon, the price is 12,000, I can't bear to buy it."

When it comes to being too expensive, it is the threshold for them. There is a threshold to prove their status and wealth. These people have interest.

"Two thousand is nothing, wait for me to look back, see if there is any favorite material." One artificially.

"Four, we are together!"

"Let's go too!"

Liu Yunxiang secretly rushed to Murong's thumbs up. At this time, some maids came to say that they were the Shoufu ladies and had something to say to the princess.

Mu Rongxuan sighed in a small young man and turned to look at Liu Yunxiang.

Mrs. Shoufu was waiting in front of the gazebo. Liu Yunxiang followed Murong's past and said, "As long as you remember that you are the British princess, identity is higher than them, they should respect you."

Murong Xun nodded slowly, but there was still weakness on his face.

Liu Yunxiang sighed slightly. This Murong was bullied by two uncle's sister, and was pressed by the mother's mother. It developed a cowardly and deceived look. It was not so easy to change.

When I walked to the gazebo, through the corridor, she saw the garden on the other side. Those family and sons talked with laughter, with mediocrity and elegant things, and Yan Mu sat on the steps and looked at the sky, empty, confused, dull, dull

of.

When Murong Xun saw Liu Yunxiang's visit to the male dependent, he whispered: "They don't follow the street together, but the queen is out of the palace, they come to meet."

Liu Yunxiang looked back and answered softly.

"By the way, have you seen the man sitting on the steps?"

Liu Yunxiang's heart moved, "See."

"He is the seven princes of your Darong, who came to Beijin as a proton. His Royal Highness said that he used his soldiers to be strange, always having unexpectedly, and the other party was caught off guard, and there was no defeat.

Fighting a fight on the battlefield, and said that this is Darong's God of War, as long as he is there, it can be preserved for decades, but it is a pity. "

"It's a pity."

Bei Jin people regretted Yan Mu, but Darong pushed him on a dead way.

"The court would not allow him to leave Beijin alive." Murong Murong made a sigh.

When he came outside the gazebo, Liu Yunxiang saw Mrs. Shoufu and Murong Yingqing sitting inside.

"They know me, I won't go in."

Murong Xuan's shoulders collapsed in the past, "I'm afraid."

"What are you afraid of?"

"I don't know, but my heart is panic, just afraid."

"Can they eat it?"

"..."

Liu Yunxiang patted Murong's shoulder's shoulder and made her stand up. "I go behind the gazebo. If you are afraid, you will look at me."

Mu Rongxian took a breath and confirmed again: "Then you have to let me see."

Liu Yunxiang laughed, "Okay."

Watching Murong's past walk into the gazebo, Liu Yunxiang walked around, and there was just a begonia tree that could be blocked.

Seeing Murong's past, Mrs. Murong and Murong Yingqing's eyes could not help but fall on her clothes.

Mu Ronghuan glanced at a stunning first, then raised an eyebrow, "This is your clothes made from the Nanhonglou?"

Murong nodded, "Yes."

The clothes were too beautiful, and the material was too smooth. Murong Yanqing couldn't help but want to reach out to touch, but when he thought of what, he took back his hand and sank his face.

"My mother missed you, and sent someone to send you clothes early in the morning. Why don't you wear it?"

Murong Xuan looked at Mrs. Murong. Seeing her face was gloomy, she couldn't help but panic. She hurried to find Liu Yunxiang. She saw her on the Begonia tree. Seeing her nodded, her heart was stable a lot.

"My mother probably forgot that I have been pregnant for five months, and the clothes are not suitable."

"The clothes are clear and loose ..."

"Baihua Festival today, I want to wear new clothes."

As soon as this remark, Mrs. Murong and Murong Yingqing were stunned. Murong Xixi was so hard in front of them, and sometimes was helpless, and she said loudly.

It's.

Mrs. Murong sank, and said: "It seems that you have a lot of dissatisfaction with your mother."

"No, it's just a hundred flower festivals today, I just want to wear a set of clothes I like, it's just this."

"I heard you hit your mother to send you a dowry?"

"yes……"

Mrs. Murong looked down, and said coldly: "You are wings hard, even the mother's face dare to fight."

Murong Xi pursed his lips: "That girl is too unconventional, and I let people hit her."

"Who is the rules?" Mrs. Murong slammed the table suddenly.

Dangdang!

Murong Xuan instinctively tightened his shoulders, and his head lowered.
Chapter completed!