The red wall is green tile, the carved fence is jade, and when she re-enters the emperor's house, she has changed her identity.

In the previous life, Fu Sheng was the princess of Han, the daughter-in-law of the royal family, and often went in and out of the palace.

And at this time, she is just a wandering spirit looking for someone she loves!

She followed Mrs. Yue, Feng Shi, and Yue Huayun all the way into the Zhuanghua Palace, which specializes in entertaining powerful women, and the queen will summon everyone here later.

The ladies who can enter the palace today are all noble ladies and misses, who can be described as warblers and swallows, charming and coquettish!

The makeup that was carefully modified by Juxin in the morning has been removed by her, even so, standing among the nobles, she is still like Dongzhu, a bright ** person.

Many people know Yuehuayun, but they don't know that there is such a beautiful lady in Taiwei's mansion, and suddenly, Fusheng became the focus.

Yue Huayun used to hold herself a talented woman in Yong'an, talented and good-looking, coupled with the status of the Taiwei Mansion, she has always been sought after, but today, she was robbed of the limelight by Fusheng, and she was suddenly unhappy.

Feng knew his daughter best, and secretly reminded her, "You just need to win Su Yunqing's attention!" ”

For Fu Sheng, she didn't care about those false names at all.

She told Feng Shi that she was bored and panicked, so she went outside the hall, and Feng Shi happened to not like to have more contact with those nobles, so she immediately agreed.

In the early winter, the weather became colder after the heavy snowfall, and no one came out of those delicate young women, and the floating sheng fell clean.

She knew that there was a study in the backyard that was very clean, and she didn't sleep much last night, but she got up early today and fell asleep groggily when she arrived at the study.

When I woke up, it was already dark.

The front hall was already empty, and the dinner party should be about to start, and the thought of seeing the man she thought about day and night in a moment made her heart excited and nervous.

The road under her feet was flat and wide, but she stumbled and stumbled, and she told herself in her heart, calm down, calm down, you must be calm.

Now, you have changed your identity, Yun Qing doesn't recognize you, you can't be reckless, you can't lose your temper.

In the Rongde Palace, at this time it was already full of guests, and it was very lively.

The figure was locked by her at a glance in the crowd.

When the slender and handsome man appeared in front of her eyes, her heart thumped and boiled.

He stood in the middle of the crowd, without luxurious clothes, but in a moon-white robe, he was already handsome and extraordinary, with a jasper crown on his head and hair on both sides, and the rest of the inky silk was scattered behind him, and a breeze blew and flew gently.

Tightly was one of his backs, which had already brought tears to her eyes.

He suddenly started to leave, Fu Sheng was suddenly anxious, she hadn't seen his face yet.

At this moment, there was only that person in her eyes.

The world is big, and there is nothing else in her eyes.

The music was quiet, and everything was quiet in her ears, and she could only hear the footsteps of him leaving.

On the magnificent Rongde Palace, a woman seems to come by the wind, and the butterflies on the Luo skirt flutter on the bare feet, as if there is life in an instant.

The white cloak flew in the air, as if giving birth to a pair of wings.

Tears flowed on the woman's dusty cheeks, and a pair of watery eyes were surprised and nervous, as if some rare treasure was about to be lost.

She had forgotten what she had just said to herself, she had forgotten the rules, she had forgotten where she was.

At this moment, she just wanted to catch up with him, just wanted to take a good look at him.

The moment she hugged the man tightly from behind, everyone around her was shocked, and even the musician who was playing was so shocked that he stopped holding the instrument.

Even Su Yunqing was stunned, and he slowly looked down at the hands around his waist.

It was a pair of women's hands, as white as jade, tightly clasped around her waist at this time.

He reached out and pulled the hands down from his waist, then turned to look.