Because of the warmth in the room, Fu Jun's cloak was not put on, but was held by the person next to him. After Mrs. Hou finished speaking, she turned her gaze and glanced at the person who was following, and she looked back in the mirror with an expressionless face.

The person who followed was Xu Niangzi.

Xu Niangzi is still dressed in a simple dress today. He wore a pale gray gown with a crimson cardigan underneath and a dark gray silk pleated skirt underneath. Because the placket of the jacket is lined on the side of the jacket, a touch of crimson is quite beautiful, and it doesn't look as solemn as before.

Speaking of which, with Fu Jun's aesthetic vision, Mrs. Xu's dress, whether it is style or color matching, is much more atmospheric than Mrs. Hou's Zhai Yixia veil. However, this is just the idea of modern people, in the eyes of the ancients, it is natural that Mrs. Hou's body is more gorgeous and shiny.

Mrs. Hou quickly combed her hair, and used a little snack, like Fu Jun, she didn't dare to drink water, but only sipped a raw candied fruit to moisten her throat slightly. Because he was afraid of the cold, he wore a sable fur hat before going out, and after cleaning up, he went out of Rongxuan Hall with Fu Jun.

Entering the palace is not usual, and the people who follow are all regulated, so Mrs. Hou brought Yu Ma and Xiuyun according to the system, plus Xu Niangzi next to Fu Jun, there are only three of them.

The group quietly went out of the Yi Gate, Mrs. Hou's carriage was waiting outside the door, the black lacquer gold roof was very gorgeous, the gold roof was carved with the logo of the Hou Mansion, under the reflection of the red palace lantern, it showed dazzling brilliance.

Mrs. Hou took Fu Jun into the car, and the rest of the people got into another car, and Fu Geng rode a horse. With a few guards from the Hou Mansion escorting him, after a short time, the two cars and several horses turned onto Suzaku Street.

It was the first time that Fu Jun was alone with Mrs. Hou, and both of them were silent.

Fu Jun didn't think there was anything, she wished that Mrs. Hou wouldn't come to deal with her. She was refreshing the etiquette she had learned yesterday in her mind, and her eyes were fixed on the curtained window.

The snow has stopped, but it's not too cold. Occasionally, a breeze blows through the curtain, and you can see that the sky outside the window is still dark, and the sky above Suzaku Street is lonely. Only the sound of horses' hooves drove the carriage to shake slightly.

Fu Jun thinks. This scene is familiar. In her previous life, when she went to the provincial capital to take the college entrance examination. It was also in the early hours of the morning that she got on a long-distance bus alone and ran to an unknown and strange city.

At that time, she was confused and uneasy. There is also hope for joy. And at the moment. Her mood was completely calm. Not even uneasy. I guess that's called a lack of reality. Between Fu Jun and this era, there is a distance of thousands of years of time and space, and this strange feeling is between the existence of zài and the non-existence of zài. Fu Jun believes that no one can understand it except her colleagues.

"When you see your mother, you just need to abide by the etiquette, don't say what you shouldn't say, don't do what you shouldn't do, and you'll be fine." Mrs. Hou said lightly.

"Yes." Fu Jun responded obediently.

It's rare that this grandmother can tell her this. It is estimated that it is not for her, but for the reputation of the Pingnan Hou Mansion.

The carriage staggered for about forty minutes before it stopped. Mrs. Hou put on her mink hat and was helped out of the car by Fu Geng.

The eastern sky was slightly white, and the dawn was only a glimmer of light, resting on the tall double gate in front of the palace gate, carving a vague and solemn shadow.

Fu Jun raised his head and stared at this solemn building, slightly excited in his heart.

Yu's mother and others had already gotten out of the car, and they surrounded them at this time, and Xu Niangzi also stepped forward to change the new carbon in Fu Jun's hand stove, and looked at Fu Jun's clothes all over her body, and said softly: "The girl won't be able to take the car after a while, she has to go in." ”

"yes, I know." Fu Jun replied. Yesterday, Mrs. Xu had already told her that even if Mrs. Yu entered the palace, she could only walk on one pair of feet. Therefore, she was prepared and wore the most comfortable pair of boots.

After tidying up a little, Mrs. Hou walked to the palace gate and handed over the sign. Therefore, it is a harem, and Fu Geng can't go in, so Fu Jun said goodbye to Fu Geng here and walked in behind the two palace maids.

When I looked at the pair of ques outside the door, I only felt that this palace was solemn and majestic, but after walking in, it was not as wide as Fu Jun imagined, and the palace road was not wide, and it was estimated that it could only accommodate a carriage with slightly smaller regulations.

Fu Jun followed Mrs. Hou's side, looking at the surrounding scenery as she walked.

There are lanterns lit on both sides of the palace road, and I don't know what material they are made of, and the light is shining in the faint dawn, but it looks brighter than the outside. The snow was cleared of the ground, and the road was lined with sand, and behind the sand were rows of tall cypress trees, like guards.

Such trees, sand and roads stretch for nearly 500 meters, Fu Jun can't believe it, is this the emperor's harem, such a boring courtyard design, there is no gorgeousness at all, the emperor can complete the great event of passing on the lineage here?

Fu Jun secretly scolded himself, but saw the two palace maids turn to the right, and this boring road finally came to an end. And when Fu Jun turned this corner, the scenery in front of him suddenly changed.

It is a big courtyard, the rockery in the courtyard overlaps, the building looms, the early blooming plum tree is red and pink, the evergreen arbor is green and jade, there is smoke not far away, but the sound of the spring is bubbling in the ear, like the rhyme of the piano. The snow-white clouds of smoke rose against the remnants of snow on the surrounding trees, giving it a special charm.

This is the place where the three thousand beauties should stay, and it is also the splendid Inner Forbidden Garden in Fu Jun's imagination.

The two palace maids took Fu Jun and them, crossed the entire courtyard from a road made of colored pebbles, and then turned two or three palace gates, and the front suddenly opened up. The rising sun jumped out of the clouds at this time, shining on the glazed tiles of the palace in front of you, gorgeous and solemn.

A palace maid who led the way said softly: "This is the Sui Yu Hall where the Queen Mother lives." ”

Sui Yu, Fu Jun silently recited this name in his heart. She remembered that some time ago, the Wang family taught to read the Book of Poetry, and there was a sentence "The phoenix is flying, and the feathers are feathers". This year-old feather is to split the word "Hui", and the Queen Mother lives here, which is really suitable.

"The mother has not yet risen, madam, please come with me." Another palace maid said respectfully.

Madame Hou nodded, followed the palace maid and turned to the left, passed through a small bamboo forest, and walked to a side hall. The palace maid bent her knees slightly and retreated silently. After a while, I saw a woman wearing a crimson palace dress and a small wing crown on her hair, walking over with two little palace maids, and when she saw Mrs. Hou, she saluted and said, "I've seen Mrs. Fu." ”

Mrs. Hou hurriedly helped her up and said, "Aunt Song, please get up." ”

The woman got up with her hand and said with a smile: "Madame calls me Baolou." ”

Mrs. Hou smiled and patted her hand and said, "I haven't congratulated you on your promotion to the head of the department, isn't it right to call your aunt?" ”

Song Baolou smiled: "Madame will make fun of me." After that, he asked the two little palace maids to serve refreshments, and said politely: "Niangniang has already risen, Madame, wait a minute." The weather was cold, and the lady and the fourth girl thought that they were tired all the way, so they sat down and rested and drank tea. (To be continued......)