The early morning wind blew off the snow on the palace wall, and the cold plum branches of the imperial garden shook off the snow clothes, and the opening became more and more gorgeous. Pen "Fun" Pavilion www.biquge.info

The sound of hurried footsteps came from a distance, and a sturdy little eunuch with his hands on his abdomen, lowered his head and quickly walked through the garden into the moon gate.

Although the palace banquet is held after the evening, the ladies of the harem start to freshen up and dress up early in the morning. The palace ladies of each palace were busy going in and out.

Su Yun Ready-to-Wear received a summons from Concubine Xian yesterday, and it was important for Han Ziyue to enter the palace early this morning.

Han Yue rode in the carriage of the Prince's Mansion and pretended to be the wings of the dragon and entered the palace.

"Yi Shizi, I enter and leave the harem as a man, is it appropriate?" Han Yue couldn't help but worry, if one accidentally lost his head, it would be worthless!

"Why don't you disguise yourself as a woman?" Dragonwing's heroic face had three banters.

"Good! Why not? ”

Han Yue knew that Dragon Wings didn't really want to do this, but she was a woman, so why pretend to be a man to cause trouble?

"But there's no women's clothing in the carriage!"

"Let your flying guard find a maid's suit from the Prince's Palace, hurry! gogo!”

Dragon Wing repeated the phrase 'flying guard' in his heart, and he sighed with a sigh. He explained a few words to the man in the driving seat, and then smiled at Han Yue:

"What do you mean by 'enough'?"

"Ah~ Did I say it?" Han Yue blinked a pair of innocent eyes, and her ink-like eyes moved left and right, "That's what it means to move!" The local accent is hard to change. ”

Long Zhiyi didn't ask, he had a touch of joy in his heart, Han Yue was finally willing to restore his daughter's body in front of him.

The carriage was moving very slowly, but the guards of the Dragon Wings were very fast, and Han Yue got an emerald green gauze skirt and looked at it slightly, and then began to change clothes. Because of the urgency of time, she no longer pays attention to the different customs of men and women.

"I ...... I haven't gone out yet! ”

Dragon Wing was extremely embarrassed, he picked up Han Yue's folding fan to cover his face, but in his heart he imagined Han Yue's appearance as he changed clothes.

"I'm wearing clothes inside, so why be too surprised, it's not naked."

Han Yue's eyes were fixed on the shy appearance of Dragon Wing's face covered with a fan, and the smile on the corner of her mouth deepened. She quickly put on the gauze skirt, and was overjoyed to see that even the woman's embroidered shoes were ready.

"Are you alright?" Dragon Wing turned his face to one side, the fan in his hand blocking the view between him and Han Yue.

"That's it!" Han Yue tore off the bun on her head and arranged the smooth green silk with her hands, trying to bring it back.

"There's a comb in the car, you wait!" Dragonwings rummaged through the small compartment of the carriage and found a jade comb.

"Look, these shoes fit perfectly! It seems to have been specially made for me, and you have to reward your little guard, who is attentive and thoughtful, and a caring person. ”

Han Yue dangled her little feet. Dragon Wing was stunned for a moment, what kind of person was the woman in front of him?

"Black Charm is indeed an observant person." But when did he see Han Yue's feet? Could it be that he had already discovered the fact that Han Yue was his daughter?

"Shizi, the palace gate has arrived!" The attendant outside the carriage reminded.

When Han Yue heard this, she looked down again to check her dress to see if there was anything unreasonable.

The carriage drove into the palace gate, the majestic palace gate corresponded to the palace wall with a height of the zhang, and the carriage drove on the road paved with small blue bricks, making a sound of bones. Han Yue looked at the ancient palace through the car window, and she couldn't suppress this curiosity.

"How can carriages be allowed to move freely in the palace?" Han Yue remembered that it wasn't like this on TV.

"The carriage of the Prince's Mansion is fine!" There was a hint of pride in the Dragonwings' mouth.

"It's better to be cautious!" Han Yue couldn't help but remind that there was no shortage of such examples in history, and she didn't think that such a privilege could last.

"Hmmm! Why don't you take it as an example? Dragonwing didn't say much.

The Yunlong family has been the surname Yun in the world for generations, and the surname Long has been in the world. In fact, every royal family with the surname Long is born of a mother, and only the prince who is elected as the prince can be surnamed Yun, just like Yun Yu. And the other princes with the surname Yun can only change their surname to Long after Yun Yu sits on the throne.

Prince Long is the emperor's uncle, the father of Dragon Wing was killed in the Battle of Huaiyuan, he is the emperor's cousin, leaving only the only son of Dragon Wing in his life.

Long Zhiyi felt that what Han Yue said was reasonable, according to Prince Long's current strength, it was understandable that the emperor was jealous, maybe he should make plans as soon as possible.

Concubine Xian's Fenghua Hall arrived, and Han Yue was led into the main hall by a little palace maid.

A moment later, Concubine Xian summoned Han Yue.

Han Yue kept her duty, knelt on the hemp fancy carpet in a regular manner, her eyes lowered and looked at the ground, and she didn't look at the face of the person in front of her from beginning to end.

"Are you an embroiderer sent by Han Ziyue?"

"The grass people are like the moon, knock on the virtuous concubine." Han Yue hurriedly knelt down and saluted, and said again: "Gongzi is worried that the boy's entry and exit of the harem will bring unnecessary trouble to the mother, so he ordered Yueru to come back to his life. ”

"Miss Yueru doesn't have to be formal, your son-in-law brought a message to Yi Shizi, emphasizing that the hair accessories should be concise, and the palace thought about it, and felt that it was better to invite Su Yun's people to do it, so as not to make any mistakes."

Han Yue slowly raised her eyes and looked at the person in front of her. Concubine Xian is dressed in a 'Yuehua' dress, her slender figure can completely control the length of the slim cheongsam, her slender waist, plump/full crisp/chest towering, the small neckline is slightly open, and her fair skin is exposed.

Concubine Xian has a pair of sparkling eyes, slender eyelashes are slightly upturned, and her full lips are slightly open, and she is hidden in intellectual beauty, with strong affinity.

"Niangniang, let the grass people coil your hair for you."

"Good!" Concubine Xian's graceful figure walked towards the dresser, the hip-length green silk hung smoothly on her back, and she sat quietly on the soft table, her curves becoming more and more perfect.

A woman, at her age, can still maintain her figure so well, it is conceivable that the emperor dotes on her for a reason.

Han Yue carefully washed her hands in the basin prepared by the little palace maid, and asked her for some rose essential oil to apply on her hands, and then walked behind Concubine Xian.

"Niangniang, the folk girl has begun."

"Hmmm! There's no need to be too formal. The woman in the bronze mirror was as quiet as the moonlight, Han Yue was dumbfounded, she thought that Hu Liu'er was already a country and a city, but she didn't expect that Concubine Xian's beauty was not inferior to her, especially this temperament, which was slightly better than Hu Liu'er.

Han Yue's dexterous hand began to comb her hair, and in about half a column of incense, a simple fashionable bud hairstyle had begun to take shape.

"Niangniang, although it is winter, the little girl still wants to ask, are there any fresh flowers?"

"Flowers? This season is only plum blossoms. ”

"Is there a white plum?" Han Yue handled the proportions very well, did not pass a point, did not lose a point, which made Concubine Xian appreciate it very much, after all, it was not easy for a woman who came from outside the palace to know the etiquette like this.

"Yes! The moon is like a girl, and there are just a few white plums in the plum blossom forest to the south of the Imperial Garden. ”

The person who spoke was Concubine Xian's personal palace maid.

"Can you trouble the girl to pick a branch, the identity of the folk girl is not good to walk around in the palace."

"Okay, Xiaolian, let's go."

Concubine Xian stared at herself in the mirror, her hair in a bun to the left, spiraling down from behind her ears, and her bangs were combed with rose oil in an arc and attached to her ears. She liked this simple yet elegant hairstyle, and now she understood why Han Ziyue would send this embroidery girl.

After a short time, Han Yue waited for the palace maid's white plum, she inserted a few white plums into the coiled bun, scattered scattered on the spiraling bun, making the whole person's temperament fresh and beautiful, quiet and sweet.