Since walking out of the Drunken Immortal Building, Lan Junyao has such a soulless appearance, and occasionally shows a foolish smirk.

Because most of her daily days in the palace are accompanied by the emperor to enter the early court or review the recitals, she can't frolic as casually as she usually does, and she has no friendship with these people, so she really doesn't bother to entangle with them.

His sentence "I like you" came out of his mind from time to time, as if to prove his existence, and got his answer. Lan Junyao felt a little unreal at the moment.

For several days, she was in such a state, in the eyes of Huang Yue, it was clear that her daughter was in love, and she opened her mouth several times to ask her which family she was the son.

In this state, Lan Junyao's body is very good, her face is as ruddy as before entering the palace, she looks at it at a glance, and she is more moist and lustrous than before.

The servants in the house got up early at the fifth watch, wiped the cups and cups used for the guests, wiped them over and over again, swept away the dust in the corners, smoked incense in the courtyard, and even the green leaves were covered with crystal clear droplets.

The entire Prime Minister's Mansion looked beaming, only Lan Junyao was alone, with a sad face, looking at the peace and sister who were flying like a butterfly wearing flowers in the entire Prime Minister's Mansion, and he stroked his forehead with some pain.

Early in the morning, he was about to leave under the pretext that he was busy with military affairs, but he was ordered by his mother to stay. Seeing that his mother was busy with work again, he hurriedly sneaked towards the back door, and only then did he go out of the door.

When I saw him come out, my sister got up from her chair and walked around to him. Where are my brother going early in the morning."" Hehe, the incense is too strong, I go out for a walk, yes, that's it." Lan Qingyue smiled wryly at her sister, and in her smiling gaze, she had to go back the way she came.

In the morning, Lan Qingyue racked her brains and tried all the methods she could think of, but these people were determined to compete with him, even if he was only one step away from success, he would fall short in the end.

As if it had been discussed, when they first arrived, the carriages and horses of those young ladies arrived outside the Prime Minister's Mansion together, and Huang Yue took her daughter and Anning, who wanted to join in the fun, to meet them at the door.

Lan Qingyue is still holding on to the last trace of luck at this moment.Taking advantage of this effort.Sneaking through the back door.Now the people in the mansion must be busy welcoming that group of women.If you don't run away at this moment.When will you wait.

Shadows appeared one after another on the carriage.Their faces were the same shy.When they arrived in front of Huangyue.Ying Ying bowed down.In this way, their conduct was as good as Zhang's mother praised.

The maidservants of the Prime Minister's Mansion also put on their own clothes at the bottom of the box today.The water blue smock took advantage of the plain white skirt.It looks quite pleasing to the eye.

Wait until all the women are led to the main hall by the maidservants.Huangyue then people close the door of the Prime Minister's Mansion.The carriages of the ladies outside the mansion are lined up.Curious passers-by will also stop to watch.Although such a grand event is not as good as the marriage of the Eighth Prince a few days ago, it is also the topic of their mouths.

The best men of the younger generation of the Dongling Empire married one after another.I don't know how many women in the boudoir to be married broke that heart.I only hated that I was a little less lucky than these women.I couldn't be accepted into the house by them.。

In the main hall of the Prime Minister's Mansion, the young ladies of all families stood upright, surrounded by Huangyue like the stars and the moon, and they knew An Ning and Lan Junyao.

Huang Yue instructed all the women to sit down in the main hall, and asked Lan Qingyue to come to the main hall.

Here, Lan Qingyue just arrived at the back door, and saw Qingwei, Linglan and other handmaidens blocking here.

Lan Qingyue was as anxious as an ant on a hot pot in the backyard, and he didn't know how to face a bunch of women, but he saw that the little maid sent by the beautiful lady to urge him had arrived.

The commotion in the room came to an abrupt end because of his arrival.The Lan family's genes are already excellent.He has military merits.He is already in a high position at a young age.He will definitely have a bright future in the future.

Lan Qingyue felt the peeping gaze coming from all directions, her face had changed to a light smile, she bowed slightly in the direction where everyone was, and stood still beside her mother.

Huang Yue gave her son an appreciative look with satisfaction, and instructed the little maid to lead the young ladies to sit down, and then pulled her son back to the main seat.

"Ma'am, there's someone from the palace." Before the servant's words fell, the eunuch who had delivered the decree had followed him.

Lan Qingyue sighed.If it weren't for this sudden will.He didn't know how to continue.Looking up at the father-in-law.But it was an old acquaintance.

Dequan held a bright yellow juanjuan scroll in his hand, and looked at the house full of warblers and Yanyan, and said loudly to Lan Qingyue. Under the holy decree, Lan Qingyue received the decree."

A room of furniture knelt down with him, and Dequan opened his mouth to read: "The iron hooves of the Western Continent have invaded our country.

Under the holy decree, these women who were invited to be guests were all shocked, and good things were delayed.

Lan Qingyue's heart suddenly fell to the ground.Thank you for the timely arrival of this holy decree.He never realized that going to the battlefield is such a wonderful thing.Bow three times to the holy decree.Respectfully take the holy decree from the hands of Dequan.This intention is sincere.

The solemnity on his face faded, and he put on the familiar kind appearance of everyone again, and Dequan could only say a word to Lan Junyao on the side. It looks like Xiuyi's face is very good, and this is really gratifying." The author has something to say Brother Qingyue used his practice to tell us a painful truth, when fighting against people on the battlefield, you must not dress too differently, especially the handsome color like white, it is best to not slip into autumn, and the color of loess is the same.

Also, thank you editor for your recent recommendation, (づ ̄3 ̄)づ╭~