Hua Xuanji will never forget the intoxication of that night.

In the dim candlelight, the man's broad chest was like a mound of mutton fat. It was stained with a thin bead of sweat. When her legs were separated, Hua Xuanji was in a daze, and what she remembered most clearly was the pain.

His lower body seemed to be torn apart by a sharp knife, but the man seemed to be very cool, and one after another rough gasps came from his mouth. Mixed with a stormy kiss. Hua Xuanji especially remembers that his kisses were deep and intoxicating, with a faint mint aroma.

But the saddest thing about Hua Xuanji is that she didn't even see his face clearly in the end, and he only left a fan with his name.

Two words were written on it with a very strong pen. - Ye Sheng

Ye Sheng is it? I remember you. Hua Xuanji's lips were slightly hooked, with a fox-like smile.

A broken fan, she dignified the modern woman of the twenty-first century, although in the right place. Women don't value anything. However, it can't be worth a broken fan.

He took out the fan that he had cursed thousands of times in his heart. Slapped and threw it to the ground, just wanted to step on a few feet to show the anger of the people, but stopped.

Anyway, it's her first time, although she just keeps the fan. And this fan is very beautifully made, definitely made of fine sandalwood, and every pattern seems to have been carefully carved. Hua Xuanji gritted her teeth and picked up the fan again. Dissatisfied, he stomped his foot to let go of the anger in his heart, carefully took the fan into his arms, and pushed open the door of the room.

"Miss, you're back." Qingge ran over head-on, and said in a panic: "The lord has a life, saying that the royal banquet will be held tonight to choose the princess for the prince and the princes, hurry up and let the slave maid dress up for you, it will be too late." ”

Hua Xuanji hurriedly sat obediently in front of the mirror, letting Qingge fiddle with her hair, playing with the broken hair scattered in front of her head with one hand, and asked with some doubts: "Isn't there that coffin, why do you want me to go?" ”

"Miss, have you forgotten that you have a marriage contract with the prince?" Qingge asked with some surprise.

"Oh......" Hua Xuanji nodded as if she didn't understand, her mind repeatedly reflected her previous memories, and said in a daze, "I remember." ”

Then he pointed to the gorgeous clothes and luxurious jewelry sent and said in a long tone: "So, there are so many good things." ”

"Yes." Qingge said happily, while choosing a luxurious step to stick on Hua Xuanji's head, she said bluntly: "From now on, Miss, you can be the crown princess, and you don't have to look at the faces of the ladies and young ladies anymore." ”

"Really?" Hua Xuanji muttered casually, suddenly remembering the picture of being almost forced that night, and secretly felt in her heart that things didn't seem to be so simple. Looking at Qingge's joyful appearance, it was not good to sweep her interest, pulled out a smile, stared at the large pile of clothes reflected in the bronze mirror, his eyes narrowed slightly, and said with a smile, "I want that big red one." ”

"Red?" Qingge was puzzled: "Miss, don't you hate red the most?" You often say it's like blood, and it looks terrible. ”

"That's once." Hua Xuanji smiled, "Besides, the old man finally sent us a few good clothes, I'm sorry for him if I don't dress up beautifully." ”

Hua Xuanji easily took the set from the light singer, and unfolded it to take a look, the bright red cloth, the trim of the same color was embroidered with gold thread with complex moire, and it fell to the ground for a long time. There are large peonies tattooed on it, which are luxurious but not vulgar.

Looking at the beautiful villain in the mirror, Hua Xuanji casually used her jade fingers to dot her pale lips with a little cherry red, and in the mirror, Hua Xuanji's beautiful and handsome face was even more outstanding. Hua Xuanji held the mirror and looked at herself in the mirror, and couldn't help but marvel.

Willow eyebrows are inserted obliquely into the sideburns, a pair of almond eyes are black and white, curly eyelashes and tender skin, plus the decoration on the head, it is not an exaggeration to say that she is the first beauty in the world.

Qingge also selected an emerald green hairpin from Hua Xuanji's jewelry box and praised: "Miss is really the most beautiful." ”

Hua Xuanji didn't make a sound, put the bright red gauze on her body under the service of Qingge, and turned her head to look at the scattered jewelry and shabby clothes from before. For a while, a trace of sadness welled up in my heart.

Flower Xuanji.

What about her stunning appearance, she can only be buried under coarse linen clothes every day, even if people give her luxurious clothes, she can only make green leaves. Standing behind her half-father's sister and looking at other people's scenery.

In front of the bright bronze mirror, she raised her hand, and the people in the mirror also raised their hands. She turned, and the person in the mirror slowly turned around.

Hua Xuanji's face hooked up a meaningful smile, and her fingers lightly touched the coldness on the bronze mirror.

Hua Xuanji, if you can't finish it, let me finish it. Since I have inherited your body, I must take back all that you have lost and what you deserve.

By the time he went out, the moonlight had covered the earth, and the entire palace was quiet and could only smell the faint sound of insects. and the chirping of geese that fly by chance.

A middle-aged man dressed luxuriously with a few strands of beard walked over and held Hua Xuanji's hand affectionately, and a very brightly dressed lady on the side pretended to be delighted and said: "Our Xuanji is really slim, no wonder even the prince is unforgettable." ”

"Second lady, this sycophant is not taken casually, if it weren't for the fact that her dead mother once saved the prince's life, the prince's mother made a marriage contract out of gratitude, who would marry the prince." A lady in a rose-red dress with a head full of jewelry took the hand of the flower crown and said disdainfully.

And Hua Guancai's eyes were staring at Hua Xuanji with hatred at this time. However, with a very beautiful smile on his face, he said with a smile: "The emperor's decree has not been issued yet, is it a little early to draw conclusions, eh?" Younger sister? ”

Xiangye's face was a little unhappy, he covered his lips and coughed lightly a few times, and said with a serious face: "You still don't take me as a master in your eyes." Hurry up and get into the carriage, who is the wrong hour? ”

Hua Guancai was taken aback, and got into the carriage angrily with a flick of the embroidered handkerchief.

Hua Xuanji's carriage followed Xiangye's carriage, carved in jade and stone, very exquisite. The horse is also extremely good, and it can be seen that Xiangye attaches great importance to this time.

Hua Xuanji smiled disdainfully, the lady who praised herself just now, in her memory, it seems that when she and her mother first entered the door, it was a basin of footwater that she spilled.

Sure enough, if people want to be developed, it is difficult for them not to pounce on them. But what about the downfall?

The carriage swayed to the palace, shaking Hua Xuanji's head like a pot of paste, and seeing that the others were all right, he sincerely marveled at the endurance of the ancients.

When Hua Xuanji and the others arrived, the banquet had already begun, and after everyone was arranged, Xiangye hurriedly bowed down and apologized to the emperor: "Your Majesty, I'm really sorry, there are some things in the old man's family, I came late, and I ask the emperor to forgive me." ”

Hua Xuanji sat in a relatively high position, and when she heard the prime minister calling the emperor, she hurriedly poked her head over to look at the emperor carefully, and saw that the old man was at least seventy years old and had three long beards. The gray hair is tied up with a golden crown, and the dragon robe is added, which looks extremely majestic. Even laughter gives a cold deterrent.

The emperor was not angry, stretched out his big hand and stroked his gray beard and smiled: "Then Aiqing will punish herself." ”