Mrs. Zhou saw that Feng Yueli was so polite.

Nodding slightly: "Well, it's quite sensible, but in the future, in front of outsiders, you can't call me Mrs., you have to call me mother."

Feng Yueli was stunned, and her thin cherry lips pursed tightly: "Mother."

Mrs. Zhou was dressed in a crimson cloud silk dress, her red was dazzling, and she was as thick as blood.

The flowing cloud skirt is lined with a pretty posture, a light bandeau and a long placket with a wide belt.

It looks like the whole person is very aggressive.

She raised her bare hand and straightened her sideburns.

Although she looks like a middle-aged woman, she looks good.

The corners of her mouth curled into a smile of satisfaction: "Do you know, what are we letting you into the palace for this time?"

Although Feng Yueli understood Si Xueyi's words yesterday.

But she still wants to hear the details: "My daughter doesn't know very well."

Feng Yueli only lowered her head, not daring to raise her head.

Looking at the red Luo skirt on Mrs. Zhou's body, it looked like a red but even redder, and she suddenly felt extremely dazzling.

She was a little afraid of this sharp middle-aged woman.

Mrs. Zhou raised her eyes and said lightly: "Now above the court, Rong Jingchen's power is getting more and more powerful, our Zhou family can't sit still, let you enter the palace this time, you only need to do one thing well, that is, to make Rong Jingchen like you, listen to you, it's okay."

Since Feng Yueli lost her memory, she didn't understand what it meant to make him like you.

But she understood what it meant.

It's probably to make a person feel happy when they see you, and that's liking.

The corners of Feng Yueli's mouth swept a polite smile: "My daughter will definitely do it."

Mrs. Zhou raised her eyes and glanced at Feng Yueli lightly.

I saw Feng Yueli, wrapped in a pale pink dress, and covered with a white gauze robe.

Reveals a well-defined neck and clearly visible collarbones.

The pleats of the skirt are like snow, and the moonlight flows lightly to the ground.

makes the whole person look very graceful and feminine.

Three thousand green silk are tied up with a hairband, and a butterfly hairpin is inserted in the head.

A strand of green silk hangs on the chest, and the powder is thinly applied.

Only the color is added, and the faint redness on the cheeks creates a delicate and lovely skin like petals.

The whole person is like a butterfly flying in the wind, and like a clear and transparent ice and snow.

This Lord Siyi will find someone to dress up her as Li Daitao's stiff daughter.

It's a pity that Feng Yueli looks too light.

This lightness does not mean that Feng Yueli's appearance is bland.

It's that Feng Yueli's temperament looks too light.

The fading always gives people a feeling that she is not approachable.

But in terms of her appearance, she is definitely one of the best in the capital.

Thinking of this, Mrs. Zhou's heart was much better.

Along the way, the two asked and answered, and soon entered the imperial city of the Jin Kingdom.

Mrs. Zhou only watched Feng Yueli enter the Zhengxin Palace, and did not follow in.

Yueli looked around at her surroundings.

Trembling into the temple of the heart, kneeling on the cold floor of the hall.

Although at this time, Rong Jingchen has not yet come.

She didn't dare to lift her head.

For fear that Rong Jingchen would eat her.

After a long time, there were footsteps behind him.

Feng Yueli's heart fluttered.

But she never expected that this was a eunuch who came to inform her.

"Miss Zhou, the emperor is still busy reviewing the folds, don't you mind waiting here for a few more hours?"

Feng Yueli's cold sweat was about to drip to the ground.

The corners of her mouth stiffened and smiled: "Father-in-law, of course I don't mind this."

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