The twenty heroes and beauties, talented and beautiful women selected by the Lenga Pavilion for talent and character, followed by appearance, and status as the second standard, are the proud sons of Dongzhou in Ruihe for three years.

On the East Continent, these young people with different personalities, full of talents, and even from different countries.

Since this year, it has successively embarked on the historical canvas of Dongzhou.

What greets them is the swaying spirit of being born with seven emotions and six desires.

It is the clouds and winds that are unique to every era.

Isn't it a picture of the long-lasting charm of the world.

In Kyoto in March, the spring style still has a slight warmth.

Luoshui Palace is full of green plants, and because the sun is in full bloom, it is sprinkled to the ground through the gaps between the branches and leaves, reflecting the wind shadow swaying, and the shadow of the trees is swaying, and this half day is also extraordinarily long.

Looking at the pentagonal grid through the palace window, the magnolia tree that is blooming in the courtyard is lined with the flowers of the courtyard that bloom in the sky, which looks moderately dark and beautiful.

Except for the occasional birds flying over in the low sky, the soft cry is soft, and the palace is quiet and silent.

If you don't know in advance when you enter this courtyard, I'm afraid that anyone will think that they have entered the rich mountains and rivers in the south of the Yangtze River, and they can't wait to stop one step at a time.

At this time, Aunt He, the head of Luoshui Palace, was speeding all the way, obviously not admiring the spring painting in front of her.

She didn't stop walking all the way, and when she walked into the inner hall, she slowed down, and bowed to the beauty who was drawing her eyebrows in front of the mirror, "Princess, the Weiyang Palace is ready." ”

After the beauty in front of the mirror was aroused, she turned around and handed the snail Dai in her hand to the visitor.

"Prepare more jewelry to put away, it's not a child anymore, you can't always be plain."

Aunt He bowed forward and lowered her eyebrows to take it, and her hands were very quick, and she skillfully and quickly drew two bends of distant mountain eyebrows for her master.

The eyebrows are like distant mountains with daisies, the skin is like peach blossoms with a smile, the hair is like floating clouds, the eyes are like stars, the slenderness is medium, and the fit is shortened.

"What you said is that yesterday the Ministry of Internal Affairs sent a batch of jewelry and gadgets that are now fashionable for the nobles in Beijing to come in, and the slave maid took Roulan to carefully select some, and today they have all been sent to Weiyang Palace, do you want to palm your eyes?"

Rong Chen tilted her head, carefully looked at her makeup and hair from the mirror, and after a while, she spoke.

"That kid doesn't like bright colors, you pick some plain ones and put them in first, and then slowly add them to the palace later."

At this point, Rong Chen's eyebrows and eyes overflowed with a somewhat undisguised smile, "The dowry is also going to start slowly saving." ”

Aunt He couldn't stop laughing when she heard it, after all, she was a child who was brought up by herself.

When the child is older, there are always many emotions at this time.

People's hearts are made of meat, and after nearly two years, the princess misses the little princess, and she doesn't miss it.

Hearing this, he continued, "You are too anxious, Your Highness is still young." ”

said that, but there was not the slightest look on her face that she felt inappropriate, and there was even a little ...... Eager?

Rong Chen glanced at her in the mirror, but she didn't open her mouth to refute it, why didn't she think so.

In her heart, isn't Chang'an still the babbling and crying child, but when the child grows up, he always wants to get married.

Her way, she walks alone, it's fine.

Rong Chen took Aunt He's hand and got up, "It's still early, there is nothing to do, go to Weiyang Palace first, that child has a lot of problems, and if he comes back later and looks at it if he is not satisfied, he will have to be petty again." ”

Having said that, no one who was waiting in the palace could not hear that the words were full of spoiling eyes of the people in front of them.

Aunt He replied with a smile when she heard this, "You can be wronged for Your Highness when you hear this, it was many years ago." ”

Yes, it's been a long time since Chang'an had a little temper, and she can't remember it anymore.

But in Rong Chen's heart, her little Chang'an is still the one who likes to cause trouble, and she has to cry and complain everywhere, and from time to time she has to play a little clever trick to toss the palace people's An An.

Rong Chen kept walking out, "Okay, you're always used to her." ”

Aunt He smiled, did not refute, but did not answer again, if it weren't for the master in front of her who turned a blind eye and acquiesced, where would she have the courage to rely on His Royal Highness in everything.

It's just that before he walked out of the inner hall, he heard a sharp voice singing in his ear, "Your Majesty has arrived!" ”

Rong Chen's brows furrowed slightly, and at this time, she happened to come out of the inner hall and collided with the person who walked from the outer hall.

The man was about eight feet long and had a majestic appearance.

This is the current Ninety-Five Emperor of Dayi, the eighteenth ruler of the Mu Dynasty, the Holy Emperor Mu Shanghuang.

The young monarch, who is no more than ten years old, has been at the helm of such a vast empire for more than three years, and has made it more and more prosperous.

Since ascending the throne and becoming emperor by thunderous means, the Holy Emperor has promoted the talents of the Hanmen, vigorously contained and suppressed the major families, and divided the power to six departments.

In today's imperial court, the noble sons of the poor family and the old-school families compete with each other, and they don't like each other in private.

On the bright side, it is even more lively, and every day the two factions participate in each other's playbooks like snowflakes sent to the Qianqing Palace.

Although he was very happy to see this, the Holy British Emperor was not easy.