In the early morning of the first day of November, Xiaohong was the earliest and busiest one, a pair of skillful hands kept drawing on Ruoyun's face, and unceremoniously raised and weighted her hair.

In the past two days, I have watched my young lady sigh sometimes, sometimes sit still, sometimes suddenly look at a certain place and smile, sometimes have a sad face, Miss is not sick, she is going crazy as a girl.

Fortunately, the young lady was dressed like this, her eyebrows were like willow leaves, her eyes were like stars, and her skin was as radiant as snow, and she was one hundred and twenty satisfied.

Just as Xiaohong was admiring her "masterpiece" with her palms together, Ruoyun saw her hair in a high bun and a head full of beads in the bronze mirror, like a big fortune tree.

Stretched out his hand and was about to pull it out, but he heard Xiaohong scream: "Miss don't!" ”

Immediately afterwards, Xiaohong's sad and sad face appeared in the bronze mirror.

If Yun couldn't bear it, she still pulled out half of the pearl hairpin without hesitation, and Xiaohong wanted to cry; and ordered the girl to tear down the raised bun, and Xiaohong collapsed her shoulders; Holding a handkerchief and wiping off most of the powder on her face, Xiaohong finally couldn't help it: "Miss! The other ladies are all bejeweled, you ...... You ......"

"Xiaohong, your young lady and I are here to drown in the crowd, not to compete for beauty." Ruoyun lectured her word by word, and laughed helplessly.

"That's right......" Xiaohong pouted, she actually forgot about this stubble, and only remembered to dress up the young lady in a gorgeous crown, "But this ceremony, the envoys of all countries have to participate, and people who are a little famous have to go with their families, so Chu Rulan ......"

Ruoyun's face changed slightly, and she pulled Xiaohong over and whispered, "Don't worry, we must stay away from her." Traveling with the prince's sedan chair, naturally you don't need to be in the same place as the capital mansion. After speaking, he winked at her.

Xiaohong was stunned for a moment, and suddenly laughed understandingly.

"Fetch me a cloak of scarlet." Ruoyun was in a very good mood, looked at herself who had cleaned up, and spoke.

"Okay, but miss, you can add a gauze and a beaded shirt and shawl outside." Xiaohong replied, and hurried away without waiting for her to answer.

"Ghost girl." Ruoyun shook her head.

"Hurry up, you're going to be late!" Rong Ying frowned and urged the girls to dress up for the end.

Today, she is wearing a red dress, the cuffs and neckline are all embroidered lotuses, the hem is decorated with a few bells, as long as she moves, she jingles, her hair is coiled into a complex bun, decorated with pearl hair plugs and dotted cui step shaking, and she shakes a few times when she takes a step, which is very eye-catching.

Touching the hairpin on her head, looking at the black pupils flowing in the mirror, Rong Ying hooked her red lips with satisfaction.

The sedan chair was already waiting outside the house.

Xiao Cui, who was in charge of the county lord's living, hurriedly urged her to get into the sedan chair quickly, but it was disrespectful to be late.

Rong Ying stuck out her tongue, but she was unhappy: It's a big deal to be late and lose her brother, but her brother had already taken Su Ruoyun and set off early, but let her go alone.

Eccentricity.

Thinking that he didn't dare to delay any longer, he hurriedly lowered his body and got into the sedan chair.

When the sedan curtain fell, the group hurried to the winter altar on the outskirts of the capital.

Unlike the deserted past, today's royal altar is particularly lively.

The altar is surrounded by forest on three sides and water on the other, facing the mirror lake in the western suburbs of the capital, and there are sub-altars matching the altar on both sides, and several halls are built on the sides.

Today's rooftop in the middle of the day has already been planted with bright yellow flags, but the aisle is cleaned and covered with a carpet, which is spread from a few miles away all the way to the bottom of the altar steps, waiting for the emperor to personally ascend the altar to worship the sky. Out of nowhere, flowers adorned the altar as if it weren't winter but early summer.

There are all kinds of incense candles and wine glasses for sacrifices, and the drinks and dishes for leaving the palace have long been prepared.

The ninth emperor of the Tianyi Dynasty, Rong Jinhuan, resumed the winter festival for the first time in three years since he ascended the throne, so it was held very grandly.

Princes, princes, generals, and ministers of the capital were at the top of the ranks, important ministers and scholars were in the second ranks, local officials were in the third column, and famous families were at the bottom, and celebrities were proud to participate in the great festivals of the Tianyi Dynasty.

In addition, the area around the altar has long been cleared, and the people who want to see the excitement have to see the bright yellow flag through the human wall of the Imperial Forest Army from a distance.

Rong Ying came late, so she could only hurriedly bypass the crowd and settle on the side.

The fiery red dress was just mediocre in the ranks of the daughters of the princesses, and it was not easy to find a place, and Ruoyun next to her smiled slightly when she saw her coming.

"I'm late, but anyone will find out?" Rong Ying tilted her head and asked softly.

"County Lord, the time is just right, you came too soon." Ruoyun didn't squint, smiled and replied in the same low voice.

Rong Ying pursed her lips and smiled, and asked again: "What about my brother?" ”

Ruoyun glanced at one place, and saw that among the princes, Rong Yixuan was dressed in a dark blue brocade robe with bright satin and embroidered with a silver eagle, the aquamarine embedded in his waist was shining in the sun, wearing a second-class crown of Tongtian, his cheeks were handsome, his eyebrows and eyes were like flowers, and he was talking and laughing.

"Who are they?" Ruoyun looked at the two young men in brocade clothes who were talking to him and asked softly.

"Oh, King Jing and King Jin, rare royal sacrifices, usually they are far away in the fiefdom, and I haven't seen them for a long time." Rong Ying's eyes were faint, and she didn't seem to have deep feelings.

King Jing Rongxi was born white and delicate, it is said that the gin wine gambling color is not evil, and there is a prodigal feeling between the eyebrows and eyes.

Jin Wang Rong Yuxin is burly, and his appearance seems to be good-tempered.

On the other side of the avenue, several kings with different surnames are also listed, and the three princes of King Cheng's Mansion - Cheng Qingsu, Cheng Qingxuan, and Cheng Qinghe. , and then in the past, the red-clothed Xia Wangye and the white-clothed Yu Wangye, together with the black-clothed Huai Wangye, were far away and couldn't see clearly.

The leader should be Cheng Qingsu, the cyan robe is all on the ground, embroidered with cloud patterns, the thin face has distinct facial features, but there is no expression on the cold and solemn face, the clothes are simple and majestic, and the corners are meticulously hung down, as if they can't tolerate the slightest wrinkle.

Cheng Qingxuan was wearing a silver-white robe, the dark cloud patterns on the large-sleeved shirt were looming, a touch of lilac on the neckline set off the soft side face, his eyes swept the crowd lightly, and the corners of his mouth were faintly smiling.

The material......

She pursed her lips, the shopkeeper who hated the poor and loved the rich that day told him this material, and now he is so harmonious when he wears it, he is really an extraordinary person who deserves it.

If Yun looks at the past again, who is it not Cheng Qinghe?

The same as the two elder brothers' robes, the difference is the dark bottom, the silver moire, and the folding fan is played up and down on the fingertips, the hair that is tied up at random is not as meticulous as the two brothers, and the bright eyes with a naughty smile are winking at her!

Ruoyun retracted his gaze violently, his curiosity about several princes was swept away, and he straightened his back.

She got angry when she thought of the frivolity of that day, and she didn't want to have anything to do with him.

But when she raised her eyes, she saw that Rong Ying was also looking there, and unlike her, Rong Ying's eyes were like a child staring at a candy cube.

Ruoyun was laughing, and suddenly the horns sounded in unison, and the huge field was silent, leaving only the rich ceremonial music to sound.

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