Seeing that the purple finch jumped out of the carriage in a daze, Gu Yue Haoyue was so happy in her heart that she whipped a fast horse, and left the stunned purple finch far away, which was regarded as a revenge for the purple finch saying that they were 'iron pimples'. Pen & Fun & Pavilion www.biquge.info are all women, and they are all glamorous women, who wants to be said like that by the purple sparrow?

"Miss...... Wait for me! ......Wait for me!" Zique was out of breath, shouting hoarsely, only to remember that he had offended the two 'iron lumps' that he was driving, and he was so angry that he stomped his feet again and again, but it was useless.

"Stinky girl!" Ran Ziwan listened to Zique's call getting farther and farther away, and did not stop the horsewhip under Gu Yue's men, but just muttered in a low voice, but closed his eyes without really pursuing it.

The wheels rolled forward, and after a stick of incense, it finally stopped. Gu Yue stepped forward and lifted the curtain: "County Lord, the palace has arrived!"

"Hmm!" Ran Ziwan pulled his muscles and bones, and got out of the carriage with the help of Gu Yue: "It seems that Zique is going to get dark!"

"County Lord, be careful of your step!" As soon as Ran Ziwan stepped out of the carriage, she saw the previous maid running forward in small steps, holding Ran Ziwan's arm diligently, and said with a smile: "Miss's clothes are wrinkled, the slave maid will help you sort it out!"

"Okay!" Ran Ziwan smiled and watched the woman's movements gently, and her face looked careless. This woman is not someone else, it is Liu Biluo, the concubine of the Liu family in Luoyang.

"Okay, Miss can enter the mansion!" the maid followed behind Ran Ziwan and said no more. looks well-behaved and sensible, and his every move is like an old man in the Duanjun Palace, enthusiastic and familiar.

"Okay......! You can wait with you!" Ran Ziwan patted the handmaid's arm and smiled deeply.

"Thank you county lord!" Liu Biluo smiled like a flower, and deliberately made a respectful salute: "Biluo can wait for you, it is really a blessing from the slave maid's three lives!"

"Dongzhou Road is thousands of miles, are you willing?" Ran Ziwan asked casually.

"It's better to accompany the county lord to Dongzhou...... It's better than a slave being snubbed in her mother's house!...... The slave is willing!" The maid Biluo smiled a little restrainedly, and paused slightly between the words, but she knelt down and bowed again, looking very sincere.

"Get up!" Ran Zi swept the woman's lowered eyes without a trace, and said no more.

The group went back directly to the Nannuan Hall and arrived at the Nannuan Palace. Ran Ziwan fell on the bed on all fours, motionless. She is indeed a little tired, and she is also a soft bed in the Nannuan Temple after a long absence. In just a few days, she actually felt as if she was not going back, greedy for the comfort of the Nannuan Palace, and reluctant to give up the familiarity of the Nannuan Palace.

"Miss, you rest first! The slave will go and fetch some water and come back!"

The corners of Ran Ziwan's mouth hooked slightly, and she looked at the roof of the Nannuan Hall with some insincerity: "It's hard for you!"

After lunch, Zique has not returned to the South Warm Temple. Ran Ziwan also slept dimly at night. It wasn't until he was woken up that he opened his eyes in a daze.

"Miss...... Miss, please come over!" said the maidservant Biluo humbly.

"Ran Ziqing?" Ran Ziwan's confused consciousness was a little sober: "What is she looking for me?"

"It is said that the queen's palace invited the monks of the northern region to come to pray, and at this time someone has summoned the female dependents of various provinces to watch the ceremony. The eldest lady said that you are the concubine of the Duanjun Palace, so naturally you want to go together!" The maid said a lot in one breath, and she was no longer nervous about her previous stammering.

Ran Ziwan's eyebrows frowned slightly: "Queen Mother, it's really been a long time!"

"It's the queen!" the maidservant reaffirmed and reiterated: "The slave and maid have never seen it since they came to the imperial capital!

"Where did Zique Zimian go?" Ran Ziwan swept the dress placed on the soft couch, and thoughtfully swept the eyes of the maidservant: "Hasn't Zique come back yet?"

It has never appeared since the flower banquet martial arts test Shangzhen. Now that everyone has just returned home, the selection of the crown prince and concubine has been postponed to the following year...... Ran Ziwan smacked his tongue a little suspiciously.

"I'm back, but Sister Zique is too tired to rush back on foot, and this is ...... Not yet awake. Granny Yao slipped and injured her ankle, and at this time, Gongzi Lie accompanied Zimian to pick medicine instead ......of Granny Yao! It's not in the warm hall...... "The maid took Ran Ziwan's dress, and her appearance was still humble and submissive: "The slave maid waits for Miss the same......! Please change your clothes!"

Ran Ziwan raised her eyebrows slightly, is it the same? Ran Ziwan looked at the dress that had been taken care of by the maid on the soft couch, it was a snow-colored yarn skirt. Those who are familiar with Ran Ziwan know that she has always liked the color of Xuehua. And she wears the most yarn skirt on weekdays, but how many days has this maid been here?

"Miss is fair-skinned and beautiful, and it is really beautiful to wear white!" the maid stepped forward slowly, holding the yarn skirt in her hand, and her mouth was full of words.

"Go get that pale pink soft gauze dress!" Ran Ziwan shook his head, his tone unquestionable.

"Doesn't Miss Su Ri like white the most?"

"You...... How do I know what I like?"

"Slave maid...... The slave maid is wearing this yarn skirt when she sees Miss Tianlong Temple, guess ......"

"Tianlong Temple is an important place for Buddhism, and I am dressed in snow to show solemnity...... Nothing to do with preference!"

"It's just that the slave maid thinks that the young lady is very good-looking in Xuehua!"

"Yes, you're also a skin race...... After a while, you will take it and go with me!" Ran Ziwan pointed to the Xuehua yarn skirt: "It just so happens that you are here, I haven't rewarded you with anything yet." That yarn skirt is a fine silk brocade, worth a hundred gold. I've only worn it once, so I'll reward you!"

"Miss?" the maid was stunned, could it be that she was suspicious: "The slave doesn't dare to accept it!"

"Also, you used to be the daughter of a mansion, so naturally you don't look down on the old things of the county lord!" Ran Ziwan got up late and walked to the wardrobe by himself, and chose a dress with light and elegant flowers, very pink hairpins, light smoke and rain butterflies.

"The slave doesn't dare!" The maid looked at Ran Ziwan's expression carefully, and found that she didn't seem to think about anything other than a little displeasure: "Slave and maid, thank you for the gift of the county lord!"

"Go put it on!" Ran Ziwan waved her hand, and the corner of her eyes swept over the figure of the maid retreating: "Lonely Moon Haoyue, you will accompany me tonight!"

"Yes! county lord!" the lonely moon and bright moon outside the window responded in unison.

"The night is slightly cool...... Ran Ziwan stood in front of the window, looking at the lights of the green pothos garden where Xuan Ge was located: "I haven't seen your young master today!"

"Returning to the county lord, the young lord has not returned to the house today!"

"Got it!" Ran Ziwan left the window, sat down in front of the soft couch, picked up the goat milk cake prepared by the medicine woman in his hand, and ate it lightly one bite at a time.

"Miss, the slave has changed!" the maid stood at the door, not daring to approach.

"Come here, I'll take a look......" Ran Ziwan waved his hand: "Well, I'm still too thin." You're wearing this dress a little tightly, so you can wait until you have time...... You can take it and fix it!" (To be continued.) )