The advice has been sent to her, and whether she listens or not is Wen Qingyue's own business, and she can't care about it.

In the past two days, she did not hurry up and practice a new dance like in her previous life, but lay in the courtyard all day long to bask in the sun.

After all, she feels that she is just an old bone now, what kind of dance is she dancing? How much to rest and retire.

She is very satisfied with the Wen family's nursing home.

But comfortable days will always come to an end, things always have to be faced, and Concubine Jing's birthday is still here.

Early that morning, she was pulled up from the bed and dressed up.

Her wardrobe was all bright red, and after insisting repeatedly, Qingling agreed to let her wear a more low-key dark red pressed gold robe.

Looking at the eyebrows in the mirror like layers of dyed eyes like a crescent moon, Wen Xian'an was very worried: such a charming but not demonic, smiling and delicate, condensed face with high eyebrows, it is difficult not to attract attention! How do you make people unhappy? It's hard, it's hard!

Although she hadn't met Gu Hanjing's short-lived ghost a few times, she seriously suspected that someone who had never said two words, and he finally chose himself as the queen because of his own face!

"Miss, it's time to go!"

Narcissism is narcissism, and in the end we have to get back to business.

Her face was indeed eye-catching, so she simply found a veil to cover half of her face.

When he went out and got into the car, a middle-aged man in a dark golden official robe was already standing in the front car, not angry and arrogant, but he could still be regarded as a beautiful man when he was middle-aged.

He never came back a few days ago, and Wen Xian'an didn't have a chance to see him.

At this moment, seeing Wen Cheng's eyes fall on her, her nose was sour and she almost cried on the spot.

Her father, she hasn't been with her every day to usurp the throne!

"Xian'an, I heard Dr. Wang say that your illness has been cured, why are you still covering your face?" Dad is handsome and returns to the British drama, but the tone and tone of his speech are still as solemn as in his previous life, as if he was reciting sacrificial words at any time.

Listening to this kind tone, Wen Xian'an's eyes were hazy with tears: "Daddy......"

A mouth didn't hold back and choked, which made Wen Cheng's face stiffen, and he was actually a little uncomfortable: "Okay, okay, cover your face, cover your face, hurry up and get in the car." The emperor is also here today, all the princes will arrive, you give me a good performance! ”

She heard these words coldly, but Wen Xiaoxiao glanced at her sourly when she heard this, and got into the car first with a snort.

Wen Xian'an wiped the moist corners of her eyes, and said in her heart, Dad, although I am very excited to see you again after a lifetime, but this limelight daughter can't come out today, and it's easy to be remembered!

Thinking of this, she also glanced at Wen Qingyue, who was getting into the car: Very good, the clothes seem to be different from the previous life.

It's even better not to wear that aqua blue dance dress!

The carriage stepped on the Imperial City Road, Wen Xian'an sat in the car and lifted the curtain, his eyes swept over the majestic gate of the Imperial City.

The convoy of the Prime Minister's Mansion was extremely long, but it walked quietly, even the horses could not hear the sound of wheezing, and the atmosphere was solemn and rigorous.

Qingling turned his head back into the palace, and secretly looked at the palace people standing in two columns on the side of the imperial road through the crack in the window, and his black grape-like eyes flashed with excitement: "Miss, the palace is so big!" ”

Looking at the familiar scenery of the palace road, Wen Xian'an replied casually: "Yes, it's very big." ”

It's big, so big that it imprisons her freedom for the rest of her life.

Putting down the curtain and looking back at Qingling, seeing that her face was flushed with excitement, Wen Xian'an was in a trance: This stupid girl, this appearance is still more pleasing than Aunt Qingling's capable appearance.

Concubine Jing was favored, and her birthday was also allowed to be held in Peacock Terrace, and as Wen Cheng, she naturally had palace people to lead the way, and the three women of his family attracted the attention of the rest of the officials as soon as they appeared.

The female dependents couldn't go with Wen Cheng, the three of them went the other way, and Wen Xiaoxiao and Wen Qingyue also ran into their own little sisters.

The concubine and the concubine play together, and the concubine naturally has the contact of the concubine.

Wen Xian'an was still in a trance when he stepped on the familiar road, but suddenly heard a familiar voice coming from his ears: "What's wrong with you today?" What are you doing with your face covered, the limelight will be robbed by your two sisters. ”

Looking back, Wen Xian'an was so excited that she almost cried again.

The girl in front of her was dressed in goose yellow brocade, with a Pisces hairpin on her head, her delicate face was like water but elegant and generous, even when she talked to Wen Xian'an, she didn't squint to avoid being ugly.

She is Wen Xian'an's only best friend, Miss Xu Nianchun of the Shangshu family.

"Why are you looking at me like that? Look at the road! What's the matter, I don't even know the etiquette when I'm sick? ”

Girlfriends are girlfriends, even if they are disgusted, they are missed.

Wen Xian'an hooked her lips and smiled, and said something in her heart: "It's okay, it's just that I'm happy to see you." ”

"Why are you ...... today" Xu Nianchun couldn't help but look back at her strangely, and when he saw her veiled, he could only sigh and say: "That's it, it seems that your illness is not completely cured." ”

The two entered side by side, and no young lady dared to walk in front of the two of them, and they naturally sat in the same place tacitly.

Although the female dependents and the male dependents entered the Peacock Terrace separately, I don't know if it was deliberately arranged by Concubine Jing, and the young men's positions were arranged opposite the female dependents.

As soon as Wen Xian'an sat down, she saw a long cyan figure walking in, she hurriedly covered her stomach and got up: "My stomach hurts, go and make a gong first!" ”

"Hey, what's the ...... for you Wen Xian'an! ”

Pretending not to hear Xu Nianchun anxiously staying, Wen Xian An Fei also ran away from his seat.

As soon as he came out of the Peacock Terrace, Wen Xian'an breathed a sigh of relief, fortunately, he almost met his rival!

When she hung the curtain to listen to the government, because Emperor Jingming was too young, there were many people who wanted to kill her at that time.

Among them, the most jumpy is Wen Qingyue and Wen Xiaoxiao's husband, Gu Hanjing's second brother, and the virtuous king Gu Zhanling.

Back then, in order to stabilize the court situation, she fought with Gu Zhanling in the dark, and other forces fell, but Gu Zhanling lasted the most.

Later, the virtuous king was finally killed by her, and Wen Qingyue and Wen Xiaoxiao were also sent to the fiefdom and couldn't set off the wind and waves, so she ran out of oil and dried up.

It can be said that in her last life, she and Gu Zhanling died because of each other.

She's been having a pretty good time these days, and she doesn't want to see her rival ruined for a while.

Because he was too familiar with the terrain in the palace, Wen Xian'an walked to a remote place by himself, and was sure that no one would pass by at this time, so his pace was a little more casual.

As a result, just after the corner, Wen Xian'an miscalculated and hit a human wall head-on.

As soon as she raised her eyes and saw the person in front of her, she touched her red forehead, and then subconsciously complained: "Lu Wei, can you not be so reckless, scare me!" ”