Qing Yan glanced at it a few times and then praised: "My second sister is such a beautiful woman. It's always suitable for light makeup and heavy makeup."
"Oh?" Yingyue looked up and down with a smile, "Your light makeup and heavy makeup are always suitable for use, but it is poetic. I didn't expect that after a few days, our third sister will become more literary!"
Qing Yan was secretly happy in his heart, hehe, aren’t you talking nonsense? Can the writing of Grand Official Su Shi’s master writes poorly?
While they were talking, they were already walking to Cining Palace. Yingyue looked at Wang Qingyan hesitantly, "Good sister, what should I do? Should I agree or not?"
Qing Yan was also confused by the situation in front of him: marrying into the city and guarding the empty house alone must be inconsistent with Yingyue's personality. And it seems that even if Yingyue agreed, Prince Xi Ming may not be willing to accept it. Well, this is really
Tough.
He shrugged helplessly, Qing Yan said treacherously, "Sister is also worried about her sister, uh, it's so painful!"
"Oh? Oh?" Yingyue was stunned and blinked her eyes a few times. Her long eyelashes flashed like a dancing innocent butterfly, "What does it mean?"
"Uh, this..." Inadvertently, some cold sweat had already oozed from Qing Yan's forehead. "Uh, my face hurts! My face hurts!" I couldn't help but feel nervous, uh, this damn catchphrase in my previous life... I want to
Back then, Liu Ruoxi, in his previous life, had a bad boyfriend. He would attack her every time he went to a quiet and dark place, and he always wanted to have sex... Every time he was rejected by Liu Ruoxi, he would just shout, "My egg."
It hurts so much!" Over time, even she herself learned this catchphrase.
"Hmph!" Princess Yingyue gave Qing Yan a blank look, "It would be fine if you don't say it, but why do you say that your face hurts! What does the big marriage of my sister have to do with your face?"
"Uh, I mean, I don't dare to give you any random ideas. If you hurt your sister for the rest of your life, then it's too late for me to slap in the face!"
"Oh, I won't tell you anymore," Yingyue waved her hand irritably, "It's useless to tell you that these things, I'd better wait and see!"
Stepping on the steps paved with large white marble stone strips, a towering palace suddenly appeared in front of Qing Yan. The entire hall was supported by several white stone pillars, with dragons and phoenixes carved on them, showing their luxury.
The morning sun shines a golden glow, shining on the purple-gold glazed tiles, outlining a perfect golden arc.
The majesty of the empire is undoubtedly revealed in this palace.
Amid the respectful gaze of the guards, Princess Yingyue took Qing Yan's little hand and stepped into the palace step by step.
On the luxurious dragon chaise in the court, a gorgeous woman leaned against a gorgeous woman, but she was wearing a golden silk court uniform, her hair was raised and her phoenix crown was worn, her smile was blooming on her face, her skin was fair and smooth, and she was blown
The ball is broken and the pink is tender. From a distance, the fairy descends to the mortal world. She has loose sleeves, a pink jade, and a slender waist, which is charming.
When she got closer, Liu Qingyan couldn't help but be shocked by the gorgeousness of the phoenix crown on her head: the six dragons and three phoenix crowns, golden silk lingering into a dragon, many jewels under the dragon's mouth, agate carved into a phoenix, and the green blue inlaid between the dragon and the phoenix
Jade leaves show luxury.
This is the second time that Liu Qingyan has seen this strong woman in charge of the entire country, the biological mother of Liu Qingyan in another world.