The palace lady who delivered the clothes walked in and helped Hua Xiyan change her clothes. Due to the complexity of wearing this dress, Hua Xiyan couldn't complete it alone. It is precisely because of this that Hua Xiyan can understand a little more about the differences of this dress. For example, the buckle and buckle patterns are not like the usual patterns, and the peculiar patterns can only make her guess that they are the national flowers of her country. Therefore, this dress is not only worn by noble ladies, but also has some colors of national clothes. It's really not just an ordinary piece of clothing.

When she wrung her eyebrows and pondered, the palace maid helped her re-comb her hair bun, inserted a jade hairpin into her cloud bun, took two steps back, looked at her for a while, and then her eyes lit up, and said with a smile: "The girl has a good figure, and she looks so good with this dress." ”

It stands to reason that she has a scar on the left side of her face, and no matter how bright her clothes are, it is difficult to hide her ugly appearance, how can she be good-looking.

When this palace woman said this, she probably wanted to compliment her master for giving her clothes. Hua Xiyan will not take hypocritical sycophants to heart.

The palace maid helped her out of the carriage.

It was already evening, and the afterglow of the slanting sun was like the best background light, hitting her luxurious clothes, and the gilded dark lines shone brightly, reflecting each other with her delicate white skin. And because after a few days of recuperation, her complexion recovered and she looked peachy. Everyone only felt the light in front of them, and a delicate flower to be picked was displayed in front of them.

It is not an ordinary flower, it is a noble peony, an atmospheric and noble national flower, and a temperament that can be had.

I just looked at it and felt that I smelled the fragrance of flowers and was drunk. The moment this thought flashed in Yun Chenjing's heart, the folding fan in his hand fell lightly to the palm of his other hand. The blue eyes were narrow, a little hazy, a little unbelievable.

With such an ugly face, how can it only make people forget her ugliness and remember her beauty.

looked at the "new clothes" on her body carefully, and suddenly felt that it was familiar, and her blue eyes were fixed on the gilded dark lines for a moment, and she suddenly felt a surprise in her heart, and quickly looked at the other two.

I saw that the two of them were also staring at the clothes like idiots.

The rest of the people, the eunuchs and palace maids who don't know, may only feel that the flowers are wonderful. Ugly monsters can wear good clothes, and they don't look ugly. And those who have served in the palace for many years know the depths, such as the chief eunuch Li Shunde and the like, who have already raised their sleeves to wipe hot sweat, and their eyes are amazed.

Insiders only remember that this dress was once known as a person who must not wear it. It's not that these clothes don't give people to wear, it's that some clothes happen to match some people, and others can't wear that taste.

But this Hua Xiyan is not a citizen of their Tanglin Kingdom, how can the people of Bai Changguo wear the national uniform of Tanglin so decently.

Doubts should flash in everyone's hearts, but no one dares to pierce this veil. Everyone only looked at the most noble Dragon Venerable, and since the immortal face was speechless, his facial features were closed, how could others dare to have opinions.

Li Zimo's eyes fell on her little feet, which might have been changed to palace shoes and felt a little uncomfortable, Yun Mei twisted, and turned around.

The master moved, Hua Xiyan was a little anxious, she endured it all for her son until now, but where is her son now.

"Your Excellency!" For the sake of her son, she is not afraid to be cheeky again, "My lord, can you let the women see their son?" ”

As soon as these words came out, the palace people who didn't know where she came from were shocked.

The white fan of Yunchenjing shook leisurely: If ordinary people saw this battle in this palace, they would have been frightened and speechless, and would they dare to make a request directly to the emperor?

"Li Shunde." The ink eyes that were forced to stop crossed the unpretentious anxiety on her face, and she spoke.

"The minions are here."

"Take her to the Yongning Hall first and wait."

"Minion Command."

Immediately after, the palace people hugged the master and left.

Hua Xiyan didn't know if this could be taken seriously, so she bit her mouth and looked at her for help. I saw that the cloud ruffian was swaying at her frequently before leaving, and the white fan hinted at her. Cut. It's strange if she easily believes this nonsense. swept his gaze and swept to the kind-hearted palace lord.

Receiving her gaze, Gong Xiangru turned his head and nodded with a smile. At this, Yun Chenjing was unhappy, and followed Gong Xiangru and complained: "Why does she think you are good?" I'll wait for her to see what she will do after she knows that you are the secretary of the Criminal Department. ”

Gong Xiangru just smiled and didn't say anything, and his eyes were deep. I only heard that someone in front of me passed Li Zimo's will to him: "Lord Gong, the Holy One asked you to go to the Prince's Hall to take people to the Yongning Palace." ”

When the prince was studying, he should have gone to a special lecture hall, and someone accompanied him to read to interpret the boredom of the book and promote each other's learning. But recently, under Li Zimo's order, the prince was locked up in the prince's palace to study alone. The Holy Order, even the Queen Mother has no choice. So after leaving the palace that night, the prince's wife, Zhang Mingxian, was ordered to enter the palace and urge the little prince to study day and night.

In the palace of the prince, Xiao Mumu, who was like a fish in water before, has undergone a 180-degree reversal in his life from this moment on.

"Your Highness!"

The black whip slammed and hit the little prince's study desk. Xiao Mumu's little heart, with the undulation of the whip, thumped, thumped, and shook loudly three times.

Woo, he came here to cheat and cheat instead of that kid, how could he become a substitute for Li Dongyu to study here!

But the teacher who taught, who cares if he is a real prince or a fake prince, waved the whip in his hand, knocked on the desk, and conscientiously fulfilled his responsibilities: "Your Highness, this is the imperial precept written by my Dongling ancestors, not only the first emperor put it on the pillow day and night and remembered it in his heart, His Royal Highness's father, the current saint, once recited this book word for word within three days." Your Highness, how can you read it even and read it wrong? ”

The white-haired and white-bearded teacher was so angry that he was about to vomit blood, and Xiao Mumu had no choice but to spread out his little hands: I am not like Li Dongyu is the material for reading, and I can carry it like a pig at the beginning of a person.

Zhang Mingxian is nearly seventy years old, angry, wheezing again and again, carelessly, as if his life is hanging by a thread. In addition, he is a veteran of the Three Dynasties and is highly respected. Because of this, the Queen Mother was afraid of him and did not dare to forcibly come here to rob the prince.

The prince is a dragon body, Zhang Ming is angry first, it is impossible to really beat the prince, and waving the whip is just a comparison. After the training, he walked back to the teacher's position, turned his head, and saw a brush on the prince's nose, and his eyes almost popped out again.

I was really afraid that Zhang Ming would roll his eyes first, so Father-in-law Zhang hurriedly stepped forward to help him and persuaded: "Adults are tired of teaching, it's almost dinner time, it's better to rest for a while." ”

Zhang Ming didn't be the prince for a day or two first, how could he not see the little prince's cattiness, twisted his white eyebrows, and looked at Xiao Mumu's little face that was exactly the same as the little prince, and there were many doubts in his heart. It's just that this matter is the emperor's order, and he can't delve into it, so he can't teach the child in front of him to study with all his heart. Perhaps it was because this child and the little prince looked almost the same, he taught and taught, and unconsciously took it as true, so he became angry with Xiao Mumu.

"Okay, let's prepare food, there is Lao Zhang's father-in-law." Zhang Ming let out a long breath first.

When I heard that I could go down to the hall to eat, the brush on the little nose fell, and I quickly slipped off the small dragon chair and ran to the door and shouted: "Little table, set chopsticks!" ”

The little egret who was guarding the door and watching the wind, when he heard it, turned back to the bird's brain, and became more speechless about the snack goods: This guy, only when it is related to eating, the momentum of pretending to be the little prince will be brought into full play. The rest of the time, mistakes are riddled with errors.

The small table came in response and replied with a smile: "It's good, the little master is waiting in the house, and the servant will let the food serve immediately." ”

The little hand touched his stomach, starved to death, and hid a fairy peach in his arms, and he could only endure it if he wanted to give it to his mother.

Turning back, when he was about to wash his hands and eat, Xiao Yan suddenly saw a person in the corridor walking towards this side, and Xiao Yan smiled: Isn't this the amiable and lovely man like his mother?

"Your Highness." Gong Xiangru walked up to him and said with a smile, "I heard that His Highness has been studying hard in recent days. ”

"It's not hard, it's not hard!" Xiao Mumu waved his little hand magnificently. He studied, only the teacher worked hard, he wouldn't work hard.

This book was first published by Xiaoxiang Academy, please do not reprint!