Ziyi didn't think that so many things had happened to her in the past few days when she was sick.

A new nobleman? The younger sister of the new Xiangfuling?

She didn't think that a person like Fuling would send her sister to her best brother

"Belle, freshen up for me, and take one of my jewelry boxes with you. Since so many people are in a hurry to get to the nouveau riche, it is not good for us to be here alone. ”

With that, Ziyi reluctantly stood up, closed his eyes and tried to calm his mind. She can't return her body to Luo Ziyi yet, since God arranged her here, then now, this body is hers.

She still has important people to love and a lot of things to do.

How can you easily admit defeat with a ghost!

Bi'er pursed her lips and didn't speak, just quietly pulled a bun for Ziyi.

A little powder Dai covered up the exhaustion on his face, changed into a white Luo skirt, draped in a snow-white fox fur, and only a jade hosta was inserted in the bun.

With a touch of sorrow on his face, the purple clothes at this time looked more like a fairy who did not eat fireworks in the world.

So much so that Bi'er had an illusion, as if their mother was about to fly to the heavens, away from this troubled palace, this boring world.

"Let's go, what are you still doing?" Turning around, he smiled at Bi'er who was in a daze, and walked out of the door in purple clothes.

A cold wind was blowing in the face, and although it was not yet winter, the wind from the north was already bitterly cold.

"Niangniang, you take it." Bi'er hurriedly stuffed the stove into Ziyi's hand, and carefully tightened her collar for her: "It's cold, you're not in good health." ”

A simple word of concern made Ziyi almost cry.

She gently held Bi'er's hand and said, "Bi'er, I'm a little tired, you can help me." ”

Xuanrou Hall is not far from Ziyao Palace, but Ziyi and his party have walked for nearly a stick of incense.

When he arrived outside the door of Xuanrou Palace, Ziyi was already a little panting, and a thin layer of sweat appeared on his forehead.

"The concubine has arrived—"

Everyone in the house was busy chatting with the nouveau riche, and by the way, they couldn't help but peek at the emperor's face, and when they heard the announcement outside the door, they were stunned.

Even Duanmu Kaoru, who was sitting in the main seat, couldn't help but have a trace of astonishment on his face.

Ziyi's temper was very clear to him, it was impossible for her to put down her dignity and come to this Xuanrou Hall no matter what.

What happened?

The beauties in the lower seat also whispered to each other, only Nie Wanrou still maintained a dignified appearance and sat in her place, but her little hands were already clenched into fists, and there was a hint of resentment in her eyes looking out of the door.

Ziyi let everyone's eyes fall on him, and still walked into the Xuanrou Hall without changing his face.

"See the concubine."

Here, except for Duanmu Kaoru, the purple clothes have the highest position, except for the new nobleman sitting in Duanmu Kaoru's arms, everyone stood up and bowed.

"Get up. The concubines see the emperor. As he spoke, Ziyi's gaze also fell on the person in Duanmu Xun's arms.

The pink little man has red lips and white teeth, two red clouds on his cheeks, and his eyes are not moving, which is enough to attract people's hearts. At this time, she was sitting on Duanmu Kaoru's lap, her eyes proudly falling on Ziyi's body, showing off her booty like a victorious wild dog.

The corners of Ziyi's mouth couldn't help but sneer. Forgive her, she can only think of the word wild dog at this point.

"Bengong has been unwell recently, and I couldn't come to congratulate my sister in time, so don't blame my sister." The purple clothes walked to the hall, and there was a little weakness in their voices, but the words were clear.