In February, Liu Che saw Gillian's female red on the newly made milky white pajamas. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 info's embroidery skills this time are not bad, so that he can recognize it as a little pig at a glance. He also walked with the yellow silk thread, and while looking down at the pattern on his chest, he thought that the cleverness he had wanted to be delicate in the past was probably all spent on the guqin. It's normal to be almost a little bit else.,It's pretty good to see the embroidery today.。

What he didn't know was that Gillian's middle dress had been embroidered for two or three months, and the queen's court dress was sent over for a huge project to ask her to try it and modify it slightly, and she had to embroider it more than 20 times before she dared to embroider it on the clothes.

Jiaojiao told him that he could boast too little, how could he talk about his beauty every day, low-key and subtle. The piano is really played so proudly that Liu Che is proud. But you can't praise this every day, and finally caught this, which made Liu Che almost feel relieved.

Waiting for Gillian to wash up, Liu Che, who was full of energy, almost held a celebration and commendation meeting for Gillian's embroidery skills in a serious manner. It's really embarrassing to say that it's hard to embroider this embroidery, time-consuming and laborious, and the finished product is average, and she is ready to do it after she asks someone to cut it as before, and she just rolls and sews it.

The Emperor expressed his love so ceremoniously and looked forward to the next work. You have to do it, and if you can't do it, you have to pay it back.

However, the sense of accomplishment lies in being recognized, and tomorrow I will start to learn from Begonia. Under the misplaced brains of Gillian and Liu Che for a long time, both of them are happy.

In the early spring of February, it was bleak and cold outside the window, and the couch in the hall was half coquettish and half lying in Liu Che's arms, a piece of spring.

In March, the ancestor worship arrived in the blink of an eye in Gillian learning acupuncture with Begonia, and the dress was sent to the Jiaofang Hall the night before, luxurious and quiet, and generous.

Silk yarn single, white yarn middle single, white skirt, red skirt, leather belt, hook, false belt, curved neckline, square heart, silk yarn to cover the knees. One by one, they shine and shine brightly under the lamp. Magnolia and Begonia served her again, dressed neatly, and stood in the dusk brass mirror at the height of the whole person.

In the bronze mirror, she is dressed in gorgeous clothes, and her beauty is almost incomprehensible. Even the palace people who are accustomed to seeing beauties in gorgeous clothes are also impressed by Gillian's demeanor, and they are a little dizzy.

Gillian stood in front of the mirror, looking at the bright and delicate self in the mirror, and was a little more upset for no reason. The good mood of trying on new clothes faded suddenly, and she sat down and asked her to remove her makeup.

Begonia and Magnolia looked at each other, a little inexplicable at Gillian's sudden loneliness, but they still obediently listened to Gillian's words, removed her makeup, undressed her jewelry, and hung up her clothes.

Gillian slept very incomfortably this night, and she couldn't tell whether she was uneasy or irritable. Involved in making her sleepy or not asleep in the end, like herself on the eve of the parent-teacher meeting in her previous life. She couldn't stop the churning panic and forced herself to calm down, but it didn't have much effect.

It wasn't until the third watch at night when she was deeply sleepy, that she rolled into the arms of Liu Che, who returned late, in a daze, as if she had found a port to settle down and fell asleep.

The ancestors are worshiped in the east of Chang'an City, and the emperor and queen worship the ancestors together. When he first arrived, the people inside and outside the temple were busy. Shaofu Ling lit the lamp early to make breakfast, and Begonia warmed up the underwear on the earth dragon before calling Gillian.

When Gillian got up, Liu Che had already packed up and was waiting for her. I just freshened up briefly, and then sat down for breakfast. Shaofu has been serving her for several years, and gradually choked her pulse.

On top are fried shredded pork with bracken tenderloin and winter bamboo shoots, spicy minced pork and snow fern, hand-mixed cloud silk, salted edamame, boiled bamboo shoots and cold bracken, accompanied by coriander beef porridge, ginger mutton porridge and scallop chicken porridge. It's steaming, it's full of color, flavor, and flavor.

If this kind of breakfast is usually like this, it will definitely make Gillian's index finger move, but when she sleeps, the indescribable sense of powerlessness does not decrease but increases. Gillian always felt as if something was going to happen, but after thinking about it, she really didn't have a thought.

She barely used a bowl of beef porridge, and she couldn't eat it with some side dishes. Sitting and watching Liu Che eat, he had a good appetite, and he was a seventeen or eighteen-year-old boy. While waiting for the porridge, he glanced at Gillian who was worried: "What's wrong?" Is it not to taste today? ”

Gillian was stunned, she waved her hand a little flustered and said, "I don't have an appetite today, I'll go and make up first, so as not to wait for me again." However, she dressed up almost all the way, and Begonia asked her what kind of hair to comb and which hairpin to put in, and she forgot how she answered.

Her expression wandered so that Liu Che thought while eating, is she happy to go out? After all, after waiting for so many days? But it doesn't look like it's excited, it's like it's unhappy.

He lowered his head and took the last bite, then got up to rinse his mouth. casually took the big dan in Yulan's hand and tied it to her personally. Then he took her hand and walked out of the temple.

Gillian was almost awakened by the spring light outside the city, although the emperor went out to patrol the forbidden street, but the folk buildings of different styles, the peach blossom branches passing through the wall, and the crisp and pleasant birdsong.

This bustling fireworks is like a clear spring flowing into Gillian's heart, diluting many inexplicable uneasiness. She thought about it, but she didn't think anything could happen. At the moment, I ignored the faint sense of panic in my heart, and opened the curtain to look out the window with great interest.

As soon as the slightly cold spring breeze blew outside, the whole person seemed to be much clearer. She counted the days, and finally wondered if it was an abnormal mood when the menstrual period was coming. This has never been the case before, but there is no better explanation for it at the moment.

With such a mood, she happily watched the scenery along the way, and asked Liu Che with great interest.

Bashang, which is now Bailuyuan. In the past, Liu Bang, the ancestor of the Han Dynasty, once confronted Xiang Yu's army with his troops, and the famous Hongmen banquet also took place here.

For Gillian, she has never been to the ancient overlord or the modern overlord, so she can't feel emotional. I just felt that the bright plain was endless, and my mood was broadened. The wind gently blew her queen's court dress, the queen's jewelry naturally did not cut corners, all pure gold pendant gems and pearls, a full set of jewelry pendant she felt that her scalp was numb, and the queen's court dress on her body was also textured and heavy, forcing her to look extraordinarily elegant when she worshiped her ancestors.

In the ceremonial official's lengthy blessing speech, it can be regarded as the end of the ancestor worship and prayer, Gillian rubbed her sour neck and boarded the chariot, thinking about whether she was going back to the palace next.

But it's great, this fully armed person also came to the wedding, and it was a whole day at that time, and I don't know how I survived it in the first place. Is it old? No, twenty-eight years is just right.

"Go to Princess Pingyang's Mansion." Liu Che put down this sentence to Chuntuo, and then explained to Gillian: "The eldest sister always has to go to her house to sit and sit, just go back and drop by." You also happened to remove the jewelry in the eldest sister's mansion, and I saw that you secretly turned your neck several times. As he spoke, he intimately reached out to help Gillian pinch.

Princess Binh Duong's Mansion?

What's wrong?

Why does it always feel a little weird? The uneasiness that was almost forgotten in her heart became heavier and heavier, and when Princess Pingyang stood at the door to welcome them in, Gillian looked at the colorful maid behind Princess Pingyang, and in a flash of lightning, she understood where the uneasiness was like a lightning strike.

Wei Zifu!

She remembered that it was Xiaohe in her previous life who spared no effort to render and describe the first meeting between Wei Zifu and Emperor Wu.

It was in Princess Pingyang's mansion, and it was when Liu Che went to his sister's mansion to sit in his sister's mansion from worshipping his ancestors. Pingyang, who had long been preparing to emulate his aunt's pavilion Tao, naturally took the opportunity to present a long-trained song and dance, hoping that Liu Che could choose Ruyi from among them.

She was not disappointed, she was much more successful than Guantao. There are countless beautiful pavilions, where has there been a Wei Zifu who has been favored for fifteen years?

Liu Che took a fancy to the singer Wei Zifu, and when he waited for him to change clothes, he was fortunate to her, and then brought her into the palace. Although Empress Chen was jealous after knowing about it, she made Liu Che snub for more than a year. But after the palace maid went out of the palace to choose, Wei Zifu pitifully begged the emperor to let her out of the palace. This cry cried out of Princess Wei Chang, cried out of the abolition of Empress Chen's Changmen, and cried out of her Weiyang myth.

His heart was moved, but his face was not revealed. She walked behind Liu Che, step by step more determined than ever.

She never expected that she would be so calm when this day came. Her heart was in disarray, her brain had almost lost the ability to think, and she thought she would collapse, walk and cry. But there seems to be another self in the body, supporting itself to react.

Pingyang Houfu carved beams and painted buildings, winding and circuitous. Exquisite pavilions and pavilions, quiet and chic pool pavilion water corridor. The floors are high, and the green pines are blowing the eaves. After walking a short distance, I walked through the verandah and came to the main courtyard.

Princess Pingyang and Gillian are not uncommon, although the relationship is not as good as that of Longxi, but it is still harmonious. She smiled and stepped forward to take Gillian's hand, and while introducing her to the Hou Mansion, she took her to her living room.

Binh Duong is only twenty-three or four, which is a good time. Although it is not as shocking as Gillian's beauty, it is also a shoulder that is slashed into a must, and her eyebrows are picturesque and soft. She swayed a branch of hibiscus warm jade in her hair diagonally, swept her eyebrows lightly, and there was a flow of wind in her actions. Compared with Gillian, her beauty is a little more gentle and a little less aggressive.

She smiled and said, "Niangniang will rest here, and my sister will go to prepare for the banquet." It's been a long time since I've had such a distinguished guest in the house, so I have to keep an eye on it. ”

Gillian also responded to her with a smile: "I'm bothering my sister." After seeing Pingyang's figure hidden behind the door, she calmed down her face and called Begonia Bauhinia to remove her makeup and hair.

After the initial shock, she had calmed down, and the four Begonias who were serving her personally did not see anything wrong with her face from beginning to end.

Little by little, her thoughts settled, and her mind quickly calculated the situation in front of her. I don't know when history was changed by something, so it shouldn't be. It's not that she hasn't thought about changing history and changing her future in the past 18 years.

However, the individual's ability is really a drop in the bucket, and he is powerless in the face of the torrent of history, and can only watch it move forward along the due track.

She has almost given up resistance, and she is ready to accept everything at the last time.