Don't fall in love with your charming face, with clouds on your temples and half-covered breasts.
"Chen, who is outside? What took you so long?" The lingering voice lingered, and the fragrance of the beauty leaning on the couch was charming and charming.
"I'm a night owl, it's okay." Mu Chen shook his head and casually pulled off his clothes, his bronze skin was charmingly pink.
The new moon is like a beautiful woman. The first moon shines and the autumn leaves fall quietly. The fallen leaves calm the night and help me feel sad.
The night is full of sorrow, and I can't sleep while I'm pregnant. I can't sleep in the autumn.
She curled up slightly, and the soft tulle touch made Qingyan open her sleepy eyes. The familiar scene made Qingyan stunned. She remembered that she fell drunk on the roof after drinking a pot yesterday. How could she appear here now?
On top of the phoenix in Fengyi Hall? Could it be that Xu Tianyuan sent her back?
"Sang Yu?" Qingyan rubbed her painful forehead, sat up and called softly.
"Mother, Sang Yu is not here." Yihua opened the curtain and walked in. Qingyan stood up and saw that it was Yihua who was a little embarrassed. She knew that Yihua liked Xu Tianyuan, but what she didn't know was whether Yihua had seen that scene yesterday.
?You won’t misunderstand anything, right?
"Your Majesty, Princess Wanyan is still waiting in the hall, saying she wants to see your Majesty." Yihua held Yunsu's temples for Qingyan, her delicate little face showing no unnecessary expression.
Princess Wanyan? Thinking of the scene last night, Qingyan was a little disdainful of this seemingly innocent, elegant and refined princess. She actually had an affair with the prince of an enemy country.
After washing up, Qing Yan walked gently to the main hall.
Before Qingyan could sit down, Mu Wanyan could not wait to rush forward and take Qingyan's hand.
The beauty has always been full of flowers, and the fragrance has lingered for three years. She is wearing a moon-white embroidered tube top lake crepe skirt. The upper body is wearing a light blue Guangxiu Luo shirt. The cuffs are embroidered with auspicious cloud patterns with white silk thread.
.Wearing a ruby necklace around her neck, it highlights the snow-white skin. An amethyst bracelet lies quietly on her wrist. Three thousand green hair is coiled up with a hairpin. Silver tassels hang down to the side. A blooming flower is painted on her forehead.
The purple water lilies add a bit of charm. A little rouge is applied, and a faint hint of red can be seen on the fair face.
A strong scent of pollen hit her nostrils. Qingyan frowned and calmly put down Mu Wanyan's hand.
Mu Wanyan raised his eyes, his eyes calm. His lips turned a little red, and he said slowly, "Sister-in-law Huang, Wanyan has come to pay homage to her. I hope she can visit the Vowel Palace?"
Qingyan sat down gracefully, with calm eyes and a slight smile on her face. She lowered her head and took a sip of chrysanthemum tea.
"Why?"
Mu Wanyan took a step forward and smiled sweetly, "Sister-in-law, you have never been to Wanyan's Vowel Palace, right? It's autumn now, Wanyan is not talented, he asked someone to sow some Phalaenopsis, now is the flowering period
,So, I would like to invite the emperor’s sister-in-law to go and enjoy the flowers together.”
Phalaenopsis is one of the more delicate varieties. Without a good cultivation environment and cultivation technology, it is difficult to survive, let alone bloom. But the Phalaenopsis that blooms in autumn is very gorgeous, and it also symbolizes "good luck."
"Huh?" He glanced at Mu Wanyan, who looked slightly anxious, and thought about it for a moment. Then he said, "Okay," and glanced at Mu Wanyan in emerald green palace clothes again.
Seeing the flash of light in her eyes, Qingyan confirmed her thoughts in her heart. It was probably not easy to invite Yuanyin Palace to enjoy the flowers.
"Ichika, prepare the meal. Has the princess had breakfast? Why don't we go over to eat together?" Qingyan ordered Yihua behind her, then turned to look at Mu Wanyan, "No, Wanyan
It has already been used when I came here." Mu Wanyan bowed and saluted with great dignity.
At noon, Mu Wanyan took Qingyan on his arm and walked to the Vowel Palace. Mu Wanyan's urgent pace once again made Qingyan suspicious. What was she doing by pulling her over so anxiously?
"Mo Qingxin pays homage to the Empress, Princess Wanyan." Before she could figure out Mu Wanyan's purpose, Mo Qingxin's voice came into her ears. The beauty's voice was filled with sweet whispers. She was quiet and dignified as she saluted slowly. She was dressed in brocade with flowers inlaid with silver.
White house dress with pink pear blossoms. The waist is crocheted with light goose yellow and concentric knotted silk fringes. The waist is slender and too full to hold. The skirt is flying, and the pleated pear blossoms are edged with mud gold, fire luan and dark patterns.
It traces the ground and is covered with a layer of light yellow smoke clouds and soft watery crepe.
"Sister, you don't have to be so polite, please get up." Does this sound understandable to my sister that she doesn't know how much she is attracted to her?
"Ah! You are..." Luo'er, who was behind Mo Qingxin, suddenly exclaimed, then she covered her mouth in cold sweat and did not dare to speak.
How could she forget that the person who appeared in front of her now was no longer a woman from the world but the queen of Tianchen Kingdom.
Qingyan looked around and saw a maid in palace clothes covering her mouth and looking at her in surprise. Is it her? The clever little maid she just came down from the mountain to be with her? Now, are you also following Mo Qingxin?