Out of professionalism and professionalism, Qiao Lan felt that her makeup was too beautiful and unconvincing. She was not going to the palace for a beauty pageant.
Comparing this white-haired old doctor with the young and spirited young doctor, the former seems to have superb medical skills.
Since she is a farmer, she should take the vicissitudes of farming with her.
Even though the lady who was dressing up was full of confusion, she still acted according to Qiao Lan's words.
She helped Qiao Lan remove most of the white makeup on her face and changed it to a lighter lipstick color. She also picked out the previously hidden white hair and exposed it openly.
This tidying up took another half an hour. Fortunately, the palace banquet started in the evening, so it was completely late now.
The maid waiting on the side came forward again holding the bronze mirror.
Qiao Lan looked at her mature and steady self in the mirror, stroked the bun on her head, and nodded with satisfaction.
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The carriage arrived at the palace gate, and Wang, who was sitting in the same carriage with Qiao Lan, looked slightly worried.
Seeing that the speed of the carriage slowed down, it was time to get off the car and go to the harem to meet the saint. The appearance of this old lady...
In Wang's opinion, the old lady's outfit not only made her look older than usual, she even looked dozens of years older than usual.
In the past, there were not so many gray hairs on my head, but now it is very obvious.
If Wang hadn't come to Qiao Lan just in the morning to say hello, she would have mistakenly thought that the old lady had turned gray overnight.
As the eunuch in front of the car shouted, Wang finally couldn't help but said, "Mom, we are here, you..."
Qiao Lan seemed to notice Wang's concerns, put her hand on the back of her hand, and patted her gently, "I'm an old woman, what's wrong with dressing up like this? I already have white hair, and I don't expect them to look at me.
Appearance! It’s better for a young girl to dress up better and look more comfortable!”
Unlike Qiao Lan who deliberately acted ugly, Duan Sitong, who was sitting in the same carriage, dressed up pretty and brightly.
Those clothes were specially picked up by Qiao Lan. Although the material was not uniquely rare in the capital, the style had its own originality and stood out among the crowd.
Qiao Lan took Wang and Duan Sitong out for the palace banquet today. It wasn't that Qiao Lan was partial, it was mainly because of her granddaughter's marriage.
There are only two places for third-grade female monarchs to bring their families into the palace. For other courtiers, most of them bring their wives and sons and daughters of appropriate age.
Although Duan Mingjing is the "eldest son" in the family, Qiao Lan is afraid of any accidents due to Duan Mingjing's unreliable temperament.
Duan Mingqing is prudent, but he is just a concubine. There is no reason to bring a concubine into the palace without bringing a legitimate son.
Qiao Lan thought for a while and took Wang and Duan Sitong into the palace.
As for the other daughters-in-law, there is no need to worry.
As long as she lives for a long time, when the children in her family reach marriageable age, she will take them to palace banquets and look around.
As for the other members of the Duan family, they don't have any opinions.
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The three of them, wearing thick cloaks and led by the eunuch in front, walked a long way like other courtiers and wives entering the palace for a palace banquet.
When they arrived at the side hall, a nun and a palace maid came up to greet them, helped several people take off their heavy fur cloaks and coats, and then led everyone to the lively part of the hall.
Needless to say, the palace is majestic and spacious, and the palace is bright and spacious. There are rows of candles erected in the aisles on the left and right, illuminating the entire palace as if it were daylight, and the various porcelain and bronzes placed in the palace are all sparkling.
Qiao Lan took a cursory glance and felt that it was very antique, and she couldn't taste many things. However, there were various different signs on these special seats. The one on the left in the front row was one type, and the one in the back was
It's another kind, three or four in total, and they should be divided according to grade.
Under the arrangement of the palace maid, Qiao Lan sat down on the desk slightly in front. As tea and snacks were served one after another, she took a look at the female relatives in the room. They were all noble ladies with emerald hairpins on their heads.
It's impossible to find an older woman like her.
Qiao Lan wondered whether he should keep a low profile?
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At dusk, after hearing the news that the emperor and the queen had arrived together, everyone went to kneel and pay homage outside the main hall, and then returned to the main hall and the side hall.
The process of kneeling and worshiping took a little longer than Qiao Lan thought. Fortunately, the cool breeze was less than she expected. She originally thought she was eating outside, but now she thinks about it, maybe what grandma was talking about was in summer.
However, this winter banquet is not light. You have to go out and stand in line before the emperor arrives, waiting for the emperor's arrival.
Qiao Lan mingled in the crowd and was not cold at all. As for whether she could catch a glimpse of Shengrong, she didn't worry at all. She just hoped that the emperor would go through the motions and continue to go back to the palace to drink water and relax.
After everyone knelt outside for a while, Qiao Lan was helped up by the palace maids beside him, and then he returned to the side hall and sat down to prepare for the meal. A young eunuch quickly ran to the side hall where Qiao Lan was and shouted loudly: "Your Majesty's decree,
Lady Xuan Huitian has an audience!"
The ladies in the palace also moved their eyes around, as if looking for Lady Huitian, and saw that some people were looking at Qiao Lan, and one by one, they all also fell on Qiao Lan.
The little eunuch's voice was so loud that it was difficult for Qiao Lan to pretend not to hear it.
The maid serving Qiao Lan didn't even need Qiao Lan to speak. She silently came to Qiao Lan's side and prepared to help her up to see His Majesty. She seemed to be carrying her over if she refused to leave.
This feeling reminded Qiao Lan of the scene in high school when an unpromising classmate was caught by the grade director and taken to the office.
What can she do?
I just have to go!
Qiao Lan stood up and planned to follow the palace maid beside him.
Wang and Qiao Lan were sitting at the same table. Seeing Qiao Lan's heavy eyes, she couldn't help but worry a little, "Mother."
"It's okay, don't worry!" Qiao Lan said.
She still knows her priorities clearly.
Mrs. Wang nodded, her face not showing a relieved expression.
Qiao Lan walked slowly with the palace maid in front of him, all the way to the main hall, and only after entering the main hall did Qiao Lan realize the distinction between priorities.
The main hall looks extremely magnificent, even the pillars on the left and right are covered with gold edges.
However, when she stepped into the hall, Qiao Lan never raised her head. She kept in mind what her nuns taught her. She could not look directly at the Holy Face. It was a crime of disrespect, so she could only look at the pillars on both sides.
He Lanfeng was sitting on the long table beside him. When he saw Qiao Lan slowly walking over, he put down the wine glass in his hand. His eyes stayed on Qiao Lan for a moment, but soon moved elsewhere.
"Mr. Qiao, please see Your Majesty, long live my emperor..." Seeing the maid next to him stop, Qiao Lan immediately knelt down and saluted.
Don't say anything, just salute.
"My lady, please get up quickly. Why should you be so polite in front of me? If you come, please give me a seat!" A clean and bright boy's voice sounded.
Qiao Lan was slightly surprised, the emperor was much younger than she thought!