The smoky breeze is blowing, and the black and white glass eyes are slightly tired. Si Youming yawned lightly, then got up, walked to the two palace maids barefoot, and said lightly: "Really? ”

"Mo'er must not be rude! Confess your sins to your mother. The palace maid named Yan'er felt that something was wrong, and immediately broke away from Mo'er's hand, grabbed her and knelt on the side of the bed together, "Niangniang, the slave maid Mo'er and Yan'er are the personal palace maids sent by the palace to serve Niangniang." Just now, the slaves and maids crossed the etiquette and hoped that the mother would atone for their sins. ”

The two buried their heads very low, for fear of being punished.

The two of them are new palace maids, and they finally got the opportunity to serve the queen, but they must not make a mistake!

Si Youming was slightly stunned, saw through the thoughts of the two palace maids, and reluctantly continued, "Do I look fierce?" ”

When Mo'er and Yan'er heard Si Youming's words, they raised their heads and looked at her with watery eyes all the time, and they shook their heads in unison to deny.

"Then it's not up yet, what time is it, do you want me to serve myself?" Si Youming said coldly.

"Huh?" Mo'er and Yan'er immediately recovered from their fright,

"Yan'er and Mo'er, let's change my mother's clothes and freshen up."

After the words fell, the maidservants outside the hall brought in the wedding supplies neatly.

It was already dawn, unknown bird chirping could be heard, and the palace was busy, but orderly.

In the Yun Li Palace, the pink-clothed palace maid put down the last movement in her hand, looked at each other and smiled, helped Si Youming up, and walked to the side in front of the full-length mirror.

When Si Youming saw the person in the mirror, he asked softly, "Is this me?" ”

The delicate makeup outlines her already delicate and outstanding face, which is a little charming, and between her eyebrows, she is intimidating.

was originally outstanding, but now there seem to be a few more beautiful women who have the smell of red dust, but the most memorable thing is the breathtaking glass eyes.

"Of course! Niangniang is the best-looking person we have ever seen, and the emperor's vision is so good! Mo'er carefully checked the details beside him and replied.

"Niangniang, take a look left and right, is there anything uncomfortable?"

Si Youming turned around in front of the mirror at Yan'er's signal. Dressed in red, the slay embroidered gold brocade wedding dress, and the waist was gently held with a light gold soft veil.

A black hair hangs down the waist, and the hollow flying phoenix golden step moves lightly with the lotus step, making a dingdong sound, which is lined with a unique style.

"The more I look at it, the less I look like myself." Si Youming said it, but his heart was also full of excitement.

As soon as the dress was finished, the palace gate was already neatly lined up with palace maids and maids in various costumes.

"Mother, the time has come." With the support of Mo'er and Yan'er, Si Youming stepped out of the palace.

Even the day before, Aunt Lijiao had rehearsed the whole process with Si Youming several times, but today was too solemn after all, and her whole heart was hanging.

The bell comes leisurely, accompanied by the hazy night, the breeze comes slowly, take a gentle breath, you can smell the faint fragrance of flowers, refreshing people's hearts.

Si Youming sat uneasily on the edge of the dragon's bed, his hands tightly intertwined.

Although she worshiped and ritualized side by side during the day, she did not dare to look at the emperor.

I don't know what's going on, but as the night gets darker, her heart gets more and more nervous.

I don't know how long the time has passed, and Si Youming doesn't know how long he has been waiting, but the emperor has never come.

The outside of the palace seemed to be getting quieter and quieter, even terrifyingly quiet.

A gust of wind "whew" rose, and all the candles in the palace were extinguished, and the sudden darkness made Si Youming shiver in fright.

"Yan'er?" Si Youming lifted his hijab and shouted uneasily, feeling that the huge palace was empty except for her, and he was inexplicably afraid, "Mo'er? Are you there? ”

Si Youming got up and cautiously groped for the candlestick, "Is there anyone?" Is there anybody? ”

"Ahh A stumbling figure fell to the ground hard, her hands instinctively supporting her body when she fell, so she could clearly feel her palms being cut by the jewels set in her clothes, and warm blood flowed out.

Enduring the pain, Si Youming struggled to get up from the ground, and now she didn't dare to walk rashly. One is that I am not familiar with this place and don't want to suffer any more, and the other is that the surrounding black is terrible, and the black is abnormal.