Since that day, the garden has been encountered, and the Seven Princes have not been seen again for several days.

Ding Guoguo doesn't matter, whether he comes or not, it has nothing to do with her. Originally, she only entered the palace to see a doctor for the emperor, and she left the palace as soon as the task was completed. She doesn't want to be too close to anyone, and the province will be unclear when the time comes. Even if she has some affection for the Seventh Prince, she will not let herself fall into it.

The emperor's house is not something she can afford.

But Pomegranate is a little abnormal, looking at her always looks like she wants to say something.

Ding Guoguo ignored her, but didn't see it.

Half a month has passed, and in a blink of an eye, it is the Thousand Autumn Festival.

Early this morning, Ding Guoguo was grabbed from bed by Pomegranate and dressed up. Even if she didn't want to, she couldn't help it. On the day of the Thousand Autumn Festival, everyone must wear new clothes and dress up, otherwise it will be disrespectful to the emperor.

The clothes and jewelry she is wearing today are all sent by the emperor. Cherry blossom-colored fine sand clothes, embroidered with petals of the same color silk thread. One by one, layer after layer, complex and gorgeous.

Refuse the temples that Pomegranate wants to comb for her, she is not a harem concubine, there is no need to dress up too flamboyantly and annoying. She took the sideburns from her ears and braided them three times, then braided them at random and tied them up, and took a jasper hairpin to fix them.

"Doctor Ding, you are so beautiful." After putting it on, Pomegranate held the bronze mirror and praised.

Ding Guoguo turned his head, swept his face in his glasses, and sighed in his heart.

The original child's face has long since receded from childishness. Now his lips are red and his teeth are white, and his eyes are cool. Sixteen-year-old Zi Ling is already a graceful girl. Except for the carelessness in her eyes, there is no trace of her appearance.

In the past few years, she has rarely looked in the mirror, for fear of seeing an unfamiliar face in the mirror and feeling uncomfortable. When I saw it now, I realized that she had already been relieved. No matter whose face it is, it's her who is alive now, and that's enough!

"Doctor Ding, it's not too early. The master is still waiting outside. Seeing her staring at the mirror in a daze, Pomegranate reminded her.

Carrying the cumbersome skirt, Ding Guoguo got up, and Begonia hurriedly stepped forward to help.

When I arrived at the courtyard, I saw the Seventh Prince standing in front of the courtyard gate with his hands behind his back.

Apparently he was also carefully dressed up today.

He was wearing a blue silk coat and black tulle on the outside, a shining sapphire embedded in the python belt around his waist, black platform-soled high boots on the footstool, and a double gold crown on his head.

This dress makes his face even more handsome and extravagant. Let people see that they are ashamed of themselves and have no place to be ashamed.

"Let's go." The Seventh Prince seemed a little stunned when he saw her, but soon his expression was as usual, and he stretched out his hand to her, waiting for her.

Ding Guoguo hesitated a little before he handed his hand to him.

The Seventh Prince personally helped her into the sedan chair, and the group went to the place where the emperor feasted his ministers today - Wan'an Palace.

Wan'an Hall is the place where all the festivals of the Tianxiang Dynasty and the emperor feasted the ministers. There is only one wall, supported on all four sides by twelve columns, somewhat like a Greek temple.

By the time they arrived, the palace was already full of civil and military officials, relatives of the emperor and the country. They are gathering in twos and threes and saying auspicious words to each other.

The first ritual of the Thousand Autumn Festival is to pray for blessings, with the emperor as the head, the emperor's relatives in the center, and the ministers of civil and military affairs last. In front of the offering table that has already been set up, kneel three times and bow nine times. Pray for good weather and peace for the country and the people.

After kneeling, it is a garden. Starting from the north gate of the Imperial Palace, it goes all the way through the Imperial Garden, and finally returns to the Wan'an Palace.

The garden is a physical work, the huge palace, the mighty group of people, it took two hours to walk.

At the end of the garden, it is time to present a feast.

Because of the large number of gifts, it is impossible for the emperor to see them all. At the entrance of the main hall, a long table was set up, and the waiter of the Ministry of Rites was responsible for recording the receipt of gifts.

Ding Guoguo was originally in the queue of the Tai Hospital, and when it was her turn, it was the last. After she sat in her position with the little palace slave, she found that she was tired and about to collapse. After pouring two bowls of tea, he eased up.

"Feasting, playing music, and dancing." The dedication has ended, and Gonggong Li in front of the palace has spoken.

Instantly, I saw dancers rushing out from the entrances on three sides, and the number of people who looked directly at Ding Guoguo fireworks was chaotic.

A dance ended, followed by palace music, then a performance by civil and military officials, then equestrianism, and then song and dance。。。。。。

This day is also a day when the emperor's relatives and relatives, civil and military officials, are arrogant. After each performance, someone will give a reward. The father-in-law also sang it, and so-and-so rewarded so-and-so with some gold and silver.

Ding Guoguo was also rewarded, and it was prepared for her by the Seventh Prince before she came.

"Doctor Ding, this prince toasts you."

Ding Guoguo was immersed in eating vegetables, and when he heard the sound, he hurriedly got up, and when he raised his eyes, he saw that it was the eleventh prince he hadn't seen for many days.

"The eleventh prince is polite." Although he didn't want to pay attention to him, but in front of the public, Ding Guoguo had to pick up the wine glass and drink it all.

"You have to be careful today."

She was bending down to sit down, but the Eleventh Prince suddenly stood on tiptoe and whispered in her ear. After speaking, he didn't wait for her to react, and walked away.

Although Ding Guoguo was a little surprised, he only thought that he was angry that day, so he didn't pay attention to it.

After that, there were more and more people toasting, some princes and harem concubines came to thank her for detoxifying the emperor, and there were also civil and military officials who came to toast.

After a round, Ding Guoguo was already a little top-heavy. People are afraid of being famous, pigs are afraid of being strong, and that's true. Now she knew what the Eleventh Prince meant. If she continued like this, she would have to lie under the table.

After thinking about it, she stretched out her hand to summon the palace maid who was in charge of pouring the wine.

"This sister has three urgency."

The little palace maid immediately understood, smiled at her, turned around and called the palace slave who was waiting with her, and took her to the convenience.

It was noon when I came, and it would already be full of colorful clouds, and according to this situation, it would seem that it would be midnight when it was over.

After walking far, he couldn't hear the noise in the main hall, and Ding Guoguo felt a lot more comfortable.

"Haven't you arrived yet?"

After leaving the Wan'an Palace, he walked for a long time, but he hadn't arrived yet, Ding Guoguo wondered and asked the palace slave who was walking in front of him.

"It's almost there, Doctor Ding is not in a hurry." The palace slave turned around and smiled at her.

Ding Guoguo's heart moved, and he felt that something was wrong. At this time, when I looked at it again, I found that the little palace slave took her away was a remote place, and she couldn't see Wan'an Hall anymore.

"Who are you?!" This person is not a palace slave, looking at his protruding Adam's apple, wide shoulders and round waist, how can there be the shadow of a eunuch.

By this time they had moved away from the Temple of Wan'an and stopped by a remote pond.

"It doesn't matter who I am. What matters is who you are. The palace slave laughed, looked her up and down, and said, "Doctor Ding, don't blame me." It's only that you came to the wrong place and followed the wrong person! ”

No matter how stupid Ding Guoguo is, he knows what is going to happen. She turned her head and ran, but before she could run a few steps, the palace slave was one step ahead of her and blocked in front of her.

"Help..." Before the word could be shouted, the palace slave knocked her unconscious with a palm.