Chapter 671: Her Royal Highness the Princess on the Top of the Green Cloud (32)

Dill didn't expect to see Pingliang Shizi in the palace.

After all, according to the plot introduction she received, the prince of Pingliang has never participated in such palace banquets.

Although, for dill, it is a good thing that naphthalene can increase the favorability.

But if after that, his presence would hinder what she was about to do, it would not be a pleasant thing.

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Many times, the human body will always be faster than the brain to make a knee-jerk reaction.

Just like naphthalene cool at this time towards dill.

Although I didn't know the reason for walking towards her and getting close to her, and I didn't think of what to say to her, my footsteps still moved subconsciously.

By the time he stood in front of Dill, there was only one step left between them. He realized the abnormality of his demeanor.

"I ......" The thin lips opened slightly, but they paused for a word.

Dill didn't wait for him to think, but greeted him politely, and then passed by him.

Doubao looked at his princess's polite but detached appearance, and muttered secretly in his heart.

In the past, when the princess saw the prince, which time was not warmly welcomed, she tried to say a few more words.

But this time......

It was rare for the prince to take the initiative to greet him, but the princess seemed to turn a blind eye, and left with a faint greeting.

Although he was very puzzled in his heart, Doubao looked at the master's cold expression, and did not ask the doubts in his heart.

The father-in-law who led the way stopped when he reached the flower gate.

He bowed down and said respectfully: "Princess, you just need to enter through this flower gate." It's inconvenient for the old slave not to go in. ”

Dill nodded, asked the two guards behind her to wait at the flower gate, and walked in with the bean bag.

As soon as you enter the flower gate, dozens of fragrant scents rush to your face.

In addition to the various chrysanthemums planted in the central flower bed.

In the small flower beds and paths around it, other varieties of flowers are also planted.

The dill arrived late.

In the imperial garden, in addition to the ladies in the palace, the other ladies of the family have gathered in groups to wait.

What Dill is wearing today is not a complicated and luxurious palace dress, but a goose-yellow jacket skirt covered with a light orange gown.

Up and down the body, except for a mutton fat white jade butterfly hairpin on the head, there are no other ornaments.

Of course, the early morning mammies are much more complicated than that.

It's just that on the head and body of dill, the beads and jade ornaments that listen to orders are too cumbersome. So when they were in the wagon, they were all removed.

Xu is dressed too low-key. When she walked into the Imperial Garden, she didn't attract much attention.

Dill took the bean bag, picked a small uninhabited pavilion in the middle of nowhere, and sat down on a stone bench.

There were all kinds of delicate snacks on the table, and although the dill kept eating without stopping, her eyes wandered over the bodies of the ladies outside the pavilion.

Liu Ting, the daughter of Zaifu, and Liu Weiwei, the daughter of the Ministry of Rites.

These two people, one looks gentle and generous, like a blooming calendula.

A delicate and delicate, like a delicate and lovely white lotus.

The two with such distinct personalities stand out in the crowd.

Dill only briefly patrolled for a week, and then saw the "Liujin Ju" surrounded by many young ladies of the family in the center with the stars holding the moon.

and, holding a lotus pink handkerchief, with a weak willow supporting the wind, "Liu Bailian" standing beside the lord of Nanyang gentlely.

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