On this day, Ling Mulao was cleaned up early, her hair was washed, her hair was drawn, and her eyebrows were painted.

She is dressed in bright red cloud brocade, with peony embroidered with gold thread on the front. The flowers are slightly blooming, and she has a light sand string tied around her waist. Her figure is graceful and graceful.

The green silk hair was rolled up into flowing temples, revealing the white earlobes, with a string of red agate earrings hanging on them, which made the skin look even more breakable.

There are gold hairpins with pearl flowers on the temples, and the tassels sway gently with the steps, swaying and shining, which has a unique charm.

After packing everything up, it was already noon. Ling Mulao endured hunger again and got on the sedan chair with the people who greeted him in the palace, and left Prince Yi's Mansion in a grand manner.

When we arrived at the palace, it was about an hour later. The front palace door was wide open, and two palace attendants were waiting, helping Ling Murao to change into a sedan chair.

In this way, every time you pass a palace gate, you have to take a different sedan. Because the palace is vast and there are countless gates in the courtyard, it is already dusk when you reach the main hall.

Needless to say, the palace's carved railings and jade masonry are magnificent. Needless to say, the main hall is even more magnificent and luxurious.

Sitting on the dragon chair in the center of the main hall is the Emperor of Tianxuan Kingdom, who is calm and majestic, exuding the domineering aura of an emperor.

Beside the two emperors, the concubines sat according to their rank, each with exquisite appearance and various manners.

According to their positions, Ling Mulao and Yiyi saluted everyone, and there was no mistake at all.

Everyone in the main hall was very surprised. Unexpectedly, Princess Shuohe of Ling Kingdom had such sharp eyes that day, and she recognized every concubine at a glance.

But only Ling Mulao knew that she never fought an unprepared battle. Now that she entered the palace, she had to be fully prepared. This was the reason why she was able to survive six years of life as a killer unscathed.

The emperor sat high in the hall, said a few high-sounding polite words, and then drove away. The queen presided over the ceremony. The concubines chatted with her for a long time, but they were not worth mentioning.

After this virtual ceremony, night had fallen, and Ling Mulao rode in a sedan and moved into a separate courtyard.

This courtyard was temporarily prepared for Ling Mulao to stay on the eve of his wedding. Although it was only for one night, the courtyard was elegantly maintained and had all the furniture and facilities.

As soon as he got off the sedan, before Ling Mulao could unload the heavy beaded hairpin, another group of beauties dressed in gorgeous clothes came to congratulate him, and all kinds of rare treasures were presented to him first.

The blue and white flowers are arranged on the side, but they are also very orderly.

Without Ling Mulao's further questioning, these people began to introduce themselves as being in charge of various departments in the palace.

It is natural to flatter Ah Yu, but these people have lived in the palace for a long time and have no trouble observing words and expressions. When they saw Ling Mulao smiling and saying nothing, they resigned with a smile.

When the room full of people finally left, Ling Mulao rubbed his temples and thought to himself, don't go back in time, but you are brain-dead.

Those who deal with these things every day, the noise of women, actually feel that the life of a killer with the flash of swords and life-and-death is a kind of enjoyment.

"Princess, dinner is ready."

As soon as Qinghua finished speaking, he saw that the Manchu and Han banquets had been placed on the table, and there were two little maids serving the meal standing next to them.

"You two go down!"

Ling Mulao waved his jade hand, and the two little palace maids looked slightly surprised, but they didn't say much. They bowed and left silently.

"Gugu~"

He drank a few mouthfuls of porridge in the morning and had no time to pay attention to it. Now when he smelled the aroma of the food, Ling Muchao's stomach began to protest.
Chapter completed!