Regarding Zhao Ziqing's frivolity, Yan Huan responded only to silence. Zhao Ziqing didn't really want his answer, he had just heard of Emperor Yan's reputation but had never seen it once, and he was interested. He is not stupid, he will not offend the monarch of Yan Kingdom when they meet for the first time, just try the depth.

"Welcome Emperor Yan and Emperor Zhao to my Great Zhou!"

Zhao Ziqing opened the curtain with a smile when he heard this, his handsome and tough face was full of domineering and leaky sharpness, and his knife-like face made people understand that this was not deliberate, but the temperament from the inside out was so bloodthirsty and terrifying: "The widow and General Xia were separated after the war, but they have only been able to meet until now, I miss it very much!" ”

Xia Tiancang glanced at him and lowered his eyes slightly: "Emperor Zhao is very loving." ”

Zhao Ziqing didn't mind his attitude at all, in fact, his feelings about Xia Tiancang were complicated, he wanted to befriend him because of his sympathy, and he wanted to suppress him because of each other's identities. But he appreciates the other party anyway.

Prince Rui didn't expect Emperor Zhao to be like this, although he had always heard that Emperor Zhao was arrogant, uncertain and very bloodthirsty and violent, but all the rumors were not as impressive as the meeting. He glanced in the direction of the woman who had been dragged away, and was silent.

Xia Tiancang saw that Emperor Yan didn't react at all, so he understood that the other party had no intention of showing up on this occasion, and he didn't mind, just casually exchanged a few words with Zhao Ziqing and took them into the inner city.

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Xia Meng sat in front of the dressing mirror and was groomed by the skillful palace maid, listening to the lively voice outside from a distance, and slightly hooked her lips: "It's rare to be lively today." "In the past, although there were festive days in the palace, due to various rules, it has been very calm, and today's atmosphere is only as good as Chinese New Year's Eve.

Yuzhu was coming in from outside, and said with a smile: "Isn't it, the slave maid heard that in order to welcome Emperor Yan and Emperor Zhao, this year's state banquet was held in Chaoyang Hall one hour in advance. "After all, when neighboring countries visit, Da Zhou naturally has to put on the appearance that the people are rich and the country is strong, whether it is a look or anything, it must show the strength of Da Zhou.

Xia Meng stretched out her hand to stop the coral red gold step that the palace maid was about to insert between her sideburns, and she picked out a pair of white sister hairpins from the jewelry box and handed them to her, squinting at Yuzhu: "Let's wear that goose yellow/colored gauze skirt tonight." ”

Yuzhu wanted to persuade her to dress more gorgeous to show her favor, but thinking about it, I was afraid that those concubines in the harem would dress up like this, anyway, no matter how Miss dresses up now, others can't compare to her! The pregnant concubine does not have to use her face to keep the emperor.

Xia Meng was thinking that in the original text, the heroine prepared a bright red tulle skirt and danced a song of neon dresses, which caused everyone to be shocked, and even stimulated the attention of the male partner, which invisibly refreshed Emperor Chengxuan's understanding of her, and she was even more favored.

She understands the author's golden finger to the heroine, and if the heroine is dressed brightly, no one will be able to beat her, and she has no intention of being a foil. Although she wasn't going to do anything, at least she couldn't destroy her image because of Li Wanmei.

Speaking of which, she was looking forward to Li Wanmei's shocking dance.

At the same time, Li Wanmei, who was reading it by her, looked at herself in the silver-plated mirror and was very dissatisfied, turned around, pointed to the hem of her skirt, and instructed the palace maid next to her: "Cut the lining of the skirt short to the thigh." "The ancients were pedantic feudal, she originally told the people of the Shangyi Bureau what to make, but she didn't expect it to be not sexy at all, but it looked so vulgar!

Hearing this, the palace maid couldn't help but look at her with a surprised expression, and stammered and asked, "Niangniang, are you sure you want it to be so short?" "If the lining reaches the thighs and is covered with a veil on the outside, what is the difference between it and not wearing it! It's easy to say if you wear this kind of dress in front of the emperor, but when you participate in a state banquet, wouldn't it be looking for death if you dress like this!

Li Wanmei didn't bother when she saw her surprised expression, and glared at her with a cold face: "How many times do you want this concubine to say it?" "Haven't you seen the world!

The palace maid hurriedly lowered her head, didn't dare to ask anything, picked up the scissors and began to cut.

Qinghe, who was waiting on the side, didn't say a word, just because she was staring at the long mirror blankly and full of thoughts.

She thinks she is quite beautiful, and she is not even weaker than her mother! But how did Niangniang, a little concubine who is not outstanding in appearance and whose mother is not prominent, get the emperor's blue eyes? This long mirror alone is one of the only three in the harem, and the foreign feudal clan came to pay tribute, just because Niangniang complained to the emperor that the bronze mirror could not be seen clearly, and the emperor rewarded it on the same day.

She originally wanted to assist Niangniang, and then coax Niangniang when Niangniang was favored, get a good dowry to leave the palace, and marry a good man.

But now she feels unwilling, can a woman with such a beautiful posture have a wrist that is not relied on today? And to deal with men's wrists, she has been studying with Niangniang for so long, and she understands that it is nothing more than that. Now she is not afraid even if she serves the emperor!

It's just that where does she have a chance?

"Qinghe? You're deaf! ”

Qinghe came back to his senses and hurriedly bowed down and knelt down: "Niangniang forgive your sins!" The slave maid was still thinking about being able to see Emperor Yan and Emperor Zhao just now, and she panicked for a while! ”

Li Wanmei's face softened slightly, and she snorted coldly: "You can see what you have at night, now do your errand!" Go, bring me what my concubine asked you to prepare. ”

"Yes!" Qinghe retreated in response, and glanced up at her when she was at the door, her eyes full of complexity.

It's no wonder that her heart has become bigger, Li Wanmei, who used to always say to her that she is a sister, has long been accustomed to calling her as a person.

If you can't do it, why bother boasting about Haikou in the first place?

Li Wanmei is not stupid, when she went to the state banquet, she still wore a rose-colored palace dress that matched her grade, and her makeup was exquisite, which made her not very outstanding appearance a little more beautiful.

At the gate of Chaoyang Palace, she saw Xia Meng who was being worshiped by other concubines, and a goose yellow/color long gauze dress made her look more and more outstanding under the palace lamp, but she was a little more popular than Gao Jie on weekdays.

"The concubine is radiant today, it can be seen that she has eaten well and slept well these days." Concubine Yu's dress is not outstanding, so it can be seen that she is not ready to hook up with Emperor Xuan tonight. In fact, she can see that the emperor's next mind is on the pure concubine, and she doesn't want to turn her face with the pure concubine, so it is better to be stable for a while.

Xia Meng smiled at her when she heard this, her delicate and good-looking face was full of dignity and kindness: "This palace is now focused on the emperor, but it is quiet." When the mind is quiet and thinks less, it will naturally be spiritual. ”――

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