The palace is located in the center of the imperial capital, and few people usually stop around the palace. But today, as soon as the carriage of the General's Mansion turned into Baihu Road, it was blocked and could not move.

At the beginning of the clouds, the curtains were lifted, and the wide streets were full of horse-drawn carriages, and there was no end in sight. The carriages of each family are marked with markings to make it easy to distinguish them.

Fortunately, it was quite orderly, and there was no rush to the road, otherwise it would not have been possible to reach the palace gate even in the afternoon. No wonder the Hundred Flowers Festival, which only started at noon, had to go out early in the morning.

Yun Zhichu was very bored in the carriage, and fell asleep groggily relying on the cushion prepared by Miaoqing.

"Miss, it's here."

At the beginning of the cloud, he was woken up by Miaoqing.

The carriage of the General's Mansion stopped at the designated location under the guidance of a special person, and the originally spacious square is now full of all kinds of carriages.

The ladies dressed in fancy clothes were tidying up their faces next to the carriage. After tidying up, he was accompanied into the palace, and the maidservants and guards he brought with him could only wait here.

Miaoqing was the first to get out of the car, habitually looking at her surroundings. Miao Shang helped Yun Zhizhi down and gently patted Yun Zhichu's dress.

Yun Zhizhi stretched his waist and waited quietly to the side.

Yun Zhiyao rubbed on the carriage for a long time before coming down.

Yun Zhiyao was angry when she saw Miaoqing and Miaoshang, and in the face of the public, Yun Zhiyao could only endure her temper.

Manager Yun was talking to a person who looked like a guard at this time, and after a while, the guard brought three palace maids over. The two palace maids walked to Zhao Guilian and Yun Zhiyao, and the other came to Yun Zhizhi.

"The slave maid has seen Miss Yun Wu, my name is Cui'er, and I am the temporary slave maid sent to you in the palace today, if there is anything, you can just give orders."

Cui'er behaved decently, not throwing her face because of the name of Yun Chuchu's waste material, nor showing any humility. This appearance of neither humility nor arrogance has won the favor of Yun Chuchu.

"I'm tired."

Yun Chuchu nodded, indicating that he understood.

"Miaoqing Miaoshang, you wait here, and when you are tired, go to the carriage to rest for a while."

"Don't worry, Miss, we'll take care of ourselves."

Cui'er was a little shocked when she heard the conversation between Yun Chuchu and Miao Qing Miaoshang, and now few masters would take into account the feelings of their subordinates. Not to mention that it's only early summer, even the middle of summer and the cold day of Sanjiu, these slaves and maidservants can only wait outside.

Yun Chuchu's unintentional move left a good impression on Cui'er.

Yun Zhizhi and the three of them came to the palace gate in this way.

The huge palace gate shows the royal majesty.

From the outside, this palace looks very similar to the Forbidden City, except that instead of stone lions, two unicorns are placed on both sides of the gate. Two dragons with lantern-sized eyes coiled on a pillar in the doorway surveyed the crowd of people coming and going.

The procedure for entering the palace was not as complicated as Yun Chu thought, there was no body search, no extra inspection, and the maids or guards in charge of them could lead the way.

The imperial palace of the Xuanyuan Empire was twice as large as the Forbidden City in Beijing.

Walking into the palace is a wide boulevard flanked by flowers and plants, and at the end of the road is a huge fountain.

The fountain was the center of an intersection, and there were two other forks in the road they were going to take at the beginning of the clouds. I heard Cui'er say that one leads to Wenyuan Pavilion, and the other leads to Taichen Palace, the main hall of Emperor Xuanyuan's usual morning dynasty.

The Hundred Flowers Festival is held in the back garden of the Royal Palace, which is located in the westernmost and far part of the Palace. At the beginning of the clouds, they came in through the east gate, which meant that they had to pass through the entire palace to reach their destination.

In the Imperial Palace, except for people of royal blood, no one else is allowed to pass straight through the central axis, and if you want to go to the Imperial Garden, you can only detour.

At the beginning of the clouds, he looked at the sky speechlessly.

The Royal Garden is very lively, all kinds of beauties sit together in twos and threes, and it can be said that it is a hundred flowers competing for beauty. Those famous flowers that bloom just right can't compare to these young girls.

Yun Zhizhi took a cursory look, and it seemed that she was the only one under the age of 14 in the entire Imperial Garden, which made Yun Zhizhi have to doubt Prince Yue's intentions.

Obviously, he is still a little bean sprout who has not yet reached the end of his life, why did he name her to participate in the Hundred Flowers Club for no reason, this motive is not pure.

As soon as Yun Zhiyao stepped into the Imperial Garden, she went to look for her classmates, and when Zhao Guilian saw that her daughter was gone, she warned Yun Zhichu to be honest and go to chat with those ladies herself.

Yun Zhizhi found a gazebo to sit down, this gazebo was a little far away from the imperial garden, and he could just see the scene over there. It's definitely a good location for a killer.

Leaning lazily on the stone pillar, Yun Zhizhi was still thinking about the motives of the prince. Since Prince Yue named her to participate in the Hundred Flowers Meeting, the ultimate goal must be to let His Majesty give him a marriage. But if you have a reputation for waste, will anyone accept it?

Or does Prince Yue have this certainty, so that the person who is assigned to marry has no way to refuse, but can only accept his arrangement? If this is the case, the beginning of the cloud has to be careful.

That person must be the opponent of Prince Yue, if he marries himself, not only will he not get the support of the General's Mansion, but he will also be affected by the name of Yun Chuchu's waste. It seems that that person is something that Prince Yue can't deal with on the surface, and he can only make a stumbling block in secret like this, which is really despicable.

The more Yun Zhichu thought about it, the more he felt that his deeds were more auspicious and less auspicious, it seems that His Majesty will definitely point out marriage for himself today, I just hope that the other party is a smart person, otherwise don't blame her for being ruthless.

Although His Majesty's finger marriage will not be dissolved, there are exceptions to everything. For example, one of the parties died unexpectedly before the wedding, another example is that the woman did something that damaged the name of the girlfriend, and another example is that the man is incorporated into the army, etc. All these can make this marriage countless, and the marriage of men and women will have nothing to do with each other from now on.

Anyway, there is still a year before he and Lu, and Yun Chuchu is relatively young, so he has to be 16 years old to get married. Three years, who can say well.

Thinking of this, Yun Chuchu's mood also relaxed.

"Why are you here alone?"

A crisp voice sounded not far away.

Yun Chuchu looked up at the visitor, a girl in a lotus-colored dress stood in the sun, her delicate face was full of mischievous smiles, and her eyes were clean and clear.

"You are?"

"My name is Ouyang Shiqing, I am the young lady of the Shangshu Mansion of the Ministry of War, and my father is Ouyang Duyu."

A fiery figure suddenly broke into Yun Chuchu's mind.

"Ouyang Shiqing? Ouyang Yi is yours? ”

"Brother, Ouyang Yi is my brother, have you seen him?"

Yun Chuchu touched his nose, not only had he seen it, but he had also suppressed it.