The Taishi Mansion has been preparing in an orderly manner since receiving the edict, in fact, to be precise, the old lady Feng Taishi in the mansion and the concubine all know this.

Especially the fourth aunt of the three young ladies in the house accounts for two, and these days they are all with their chins held high, walking with a tiger and looking like a villain.

Feng Qingqing and Feng Ruoyu had already been taught by the fourth aunt and asked the old lady in the palace by Master Feng, and they were clear about the etiquette rules in the palace.

On the contrary, it was Feng Yanran, who was ignored because of her body.

Anyway, everyone knows that this eldest lady is 100% going to lose the election.

In a blink of an eye, it is August 3rd, and today is the day when the show girl enters the palace.

The old lady kindly sent her to the carriage and touched her head, as if Su Kui was not entering the palace but just going out and would be back soon.

"Ran'er, be good." The old lady said only one word to her at the end.

Su Kui smiled and narrowed his eyes and nodded heavily, "Hmm! Got it! ”

Yu Guang looked at the appearance of Feng Taishi and the fourth aunt standing aside not far away, sending Feng Qingqing and Feng Ruoyu to the carriage, and carefully instructing, he couldn't help but darken his eyes.

Su Kui immediately lowered her eyes to cover the ridicule in her eyes, this Feng Taishi is also cold and powerful, Feng Yanran is really a stupid girl, she is ignored like this, and she still has illusions about her father's love.

Looking at Su Kui's appearance, the old lady sighed, waved her hand and did not speak, obviously she was helpless against this son.

Feng Zheng, who had been standing quietly with his hands in his hands, standing in front of the mansion and watching Su Kui silently, saw this, and his eyes flashed.

Watching her obediently coquettish to the old lady, the small dimples on her cheeks seemed to be filled with honey, and watching her look at her father eagerly, but she didn't get a trace of disappointment and grievance.

I don't know why, he actually felt a little stuffy pain in his heart, thinking of Su Kui's performance in the past month, it seems that he has indeed changed his temper.

Feng Zheng finally walked up and approached before the carriage departed, stretched out his hand and rubbed her hair like an old lady, "In the palace, not at home, I can let you mess around, you are not young, remember not to make mistakes in the palace, wait a few days, my brother will pick you up." ”

Su Kui's cat pupils lit up, and then a big smile was raised, which dazzled him, "Hmm! ”

The carriage starts slowly and heads towards the Imperial Palace, which stands tall in the middle of Kyoto.

Su Kui waved vigorously to the old lady and her brother until she could no longer see them.

Slowly put down her hand and sat back in the car, Su Kui gently hooked her lips and smiled, she nodded her cherry lips, and she was in a surprisingly good mood.

Is this a successful strategy?

So—

Even if she can't hold her thick thighs, she has a way out.

At least, she is no longer as alone as Feng Yanran, with no way out.

So, as soon as he was in a good mood, Su Kui began to hum a little song.

"What does it take for a long time, he said that there is joy and joy, and he said that there is sorrow and welcome. Until now, it is just like the autumn breeze passing through the ears, and all kinds of kindness are hooked. I was left alone, and once a good dream rested~"

Su Kui raised her orchid fingers, muttered softly, and mourned her relatives sang a song of Du Shi Niang vividly, as if there was really a negative man who had lost her.

At this time, a luxurious carriage passed by the Fengfu carriage, and a small flag flew in the wind above the car, and on the flag was a lone wolf with gloomy eyes.

A man in the car supported his cheeks with one hand, and his jade fingers played with a bone china cup flying up and down, and the silver light of the flowing cloud robe flowed, looking extremely boring.

Until he heard the soft singing of the delicate nephrite, some sentences could not be heard clearly even because of the master's confusion, but they could still pull people's hearts.

The man couldn't tell what it felt, and if he had to say it, it was: just like a lonely ghost who had been wandering for a hundred years and suddenly found a home, the life of panic would be completely away from him, and he would no longer be lonely.