There were a few pots of charcoal fire lit in the house, and a hand stove was stuffed in the quilt, and the whole person was drowsy by this warm and comfortable breath, and he didn't want to get up at all, "You go for me." ”

Wuwen draped the fox fur on the shoulders of the feathers, and the corners of his mouth twitched, "Miss, if you want to show your face, I can't go, you go by yourself." ”

The feather is wrapped in a fox fur and retracted into the quilt, and the entire background board is painted with "resistance" and "a veil"

"Miss!" Wuwen was helpless, "I slept enough on weekdays, and if you stay in the house all winter, your body will have problems!" ”

Yu Yu still wrapped himself tightly in the quilt and silently refused

"Today, people from Qianhuang Temple will come to pray for blessings, are you sure you won't go?" Ink silently sacrificed a killer feature.

The quilt was lifted a corner, and the person on the bed finally resigned himself to getting up after a violent mental struggle, "Hurry up." ”

Wuwen and Langmo looked at each other, and Rongmo squeezed her eyes, and the battle was successful!

Thinking that it has been a long time since she has seen her little cub, Yu Yu is a little suspicious of life, this cub is really calm, she doubts that if she does not take the initiative to brush her sense of existence, he will be able to eat fast and chant Buddha in Qianhuang Temple for a lifetime.

All the affairs of the feather were arranged by the dance and the ink, even if the palace sent countless maids and grandmothers, they were turned away until the feather changed into the palace newly made prime minister's court clothes.

The prime minister's hair crown was tied on top of his head, and when a warm jade peacock tail feather hairpin was inserted into the hair crown, the feather was finally able to get up and turn around.

Wuwen's eyes flashed with excitement, "Miss, it's so good-looking!" ”k

Wuwen made a simple salute and bowed, "See the prime minister." ”

"Hahaha" Langmo was amused by her, and Wuwen himself was so awkward that she laughed, and when she laughed, the whole room was filled with laughter.

Yu Yu saw that he was not particularly clear in the whole bronze mirror, the brown and yellow prime minister's court clothes were originally a little old-fashioned, but they could be worn on her body inexplicably, and the patterns embroidered with gold silk were winding up, and the two peacocks spread their wings and raised their necks and sang long songs were covered on both sides of the waist by one left and one right, the embroidery was excellent, and the clothes swayed with the hem, lifelike.

She is very good-looking, the woman in this world is more strong, her shoulders support the court dress in a beautiful arc, her waist is tied with a brocade belt, and the peacock embroidery on her boots is exposed when she walks.

Dignified, domineering, noble, unparalleled status, the supreme noun of power, all in one.

The feather only felt like a peacock becoming a fine, from the headdress to the soles of the feet, it was full of peacock embroidery, so much that she was dizzy.

No way, after all, this is the way the world is

The empress is the representative of the phoenix, the prime minister is a peacock, and no one else is qualified to use anything with these two patterns.

Thinking about it this way, it's quite awesome.

It's snowing outside, it's not big, the sporadic snowflakes that are as thin as cicada wings are falling slowly, just falling, they melt, I breathed a sigh of white fog in front of me, and the three layers of the feather are wearing official uniforms, and the sleeves are still holding the stove, naturally I don't feel cold, and I look very happy when I make the ink in the dance, and I use my palms to catch the falling snowflakes from time to time, as if the mood is also purified by this first snow, and it is very clear.

After entering the palace, the maid at the palace gate looked anxious and asked An to say that she had something to say, and the wind stopped, and the feather sat in the carriage and let her say, and then the palace maid knelt on the ground for a long time, "The empress dictated, let me tell you as soon as I see you, the Holy Lotus monk is gone!" "The female guards at the gate of this palace are afraid that they will become the soul of the prime minister's unhappy mood.

Then there was silence in the carriage for a long time, which made her feel like half a lifetime, and she just replied lightly, "Got it." ”