The maid presented a newly-made dress, with a plain yarn inner single, covered with a long silk silk coat, with smoke and green clouds, wide sleeves and waists, and the cumbersome ribbons were all eliminated, and only the slender streamers hung down in the scarf, which were shaped like phoenix tails. There is no embroidery all over the body, and the skirt is woven with a faint Luanfeng dark pattern, lined with a ring of Yingluo. Nian Jiuling combed up the long hair of the cold moon, pulled it into a soothing sideburns, and added decorations to the bun to sway, and between the lines, the styles swayed. Leng Yue looked at the face in the mirror for a moment, dipped the pen in a touch of gold leaf cinnabar, and traced it lightly on her forehead. Makeup, out of the Huiyue Palace, she took the shoulder, hung down the veil, guarded the front of the guard, and walked to the east gate of Yanhe Palace.

The ministers of the women have already been waiting at the palace gate, all wearing magnificent dresses, high hair and gold ornaments, and the splendid is extraordinary. Four first-class women stepped forward, saluted like a ceremony, and praised auspicious words. The chamberlain lifted the beaded curtain, Leng Yue stretched out her hand and put it on the arm of the female official, and slowly stepped down her shoulder. At this time, the morning light appeared, the glow was shining, and Zhuang Mu's altar seemed to be bathed in a faint golden light.

Leng Yue climbed the jade steps, stood in the morning light, his clothes fluttered, and he solemnly burned incense and prayed.

After praying for blessings, they went to the apse to taste tea and talk. The princes and relatives sat beside Leng Yue, they knew each other well, and they were not formal at the moment. Everyone admired Leng Yue's clothes and makeup, Leng Yue smiled indifferently, but kept silent about the change of costumes. In the end, some people couldn't help it, and asked curiously: "The dress of the concubine is different from the style of previous years, the fabric is like silk, like hemp and not hemp, I have never seen it, I don't know where it is a tribute treasure?" ”

Leng Yue said with a smile: "It's not a rare thing from afar, it's just that the weaving department has a new tribute this year, and naturally there was no one in the past." The mourning family saw that they liked it, so they cut it and made a dress. Everyone was stunned, and it was difficult to hide their envy.

Within three days, the weaving department came to report, saying that the nobles of various provinces have asked the weaving department for new silk recently. Leng Yue had already instructed that no matter who asks for it, the new silk will not be allowed to flow out. Everyone's appetite was hung up, and they couldn't ask what was going on in private, and they became more and more curious. Ten days later, the palace issued a decree to change the uniform system, and the court clothes of all women have since abandoned the Qiluo and changed to new silk.

Overnight, from the palace to the capital, everyone was proud of wearing new silk, and the embroidery of Ayaluo was reduced to an inferior product.

What Leng Yue didn't expect was that not only the new silk swept Jinghua, but even the patterns she painted on her forehead on a whim quickly spread all over the world.

Leng Yue couldn't help but smile wickedly as she watched Nian Jiuling's handsome face be ruined by the scar on her forehead.

"Ah Jiu, you're mine, right?" Leng Yue looked at Nian Jiuling and asked.

Nian Jiuling saw the smile on the corner of Leng Yue's mouth, which was a little weird, but he was not afraid and said, "Yes." ”

Leng Yue took out a golden needle, came to Nian Jiuling, and said, "Close your eyes." ”

Nian Jiuling didn't resist, he obediently closed his eyes, and only felt a pinprick on his forehead, but he didn't hide.

After a while, Leng Yue looked at Nian Jiuling with satisfaction and said, "Okay." ”

Nian Jiuling was taken aback when he saw himself in the bronze mirror in front of him, and a golden moon was stabbed on his forehead by the cold moon, which just covered the scar and made his appearance a little bewitching.

Nian Jiuling stroked the moon on his forehead and said, "Why do you want to do this? ”

Leng Yue wrapped around him from behind and said, "You are mine, and I am yours too." Although the fire lotus removed the scars that sinked out, the most severe part of the wound still couldn't be healed. Not only does it cover the scar, but it also leaves a mark on you, isn't it? ”

Nian Jiuling smiled faintly, he didn't care about anything, as long as he could stay by her side. As long as she likes it, he likes it just as much.

It is rare for Leng Yue to sit under the porch, plucking the Qinglai guqin, and thinking of Kesers again, their family lives in the side courtyard of the palace. In addition to the emperor and the queen, Cathers only brought one family member, not the crown princess, but the side concubine, because she gave birth to a daughter, who was only a few months old. Ruyi walked to Leng Yue's side lightly and said in a low voice, "The slave has sent the clothes and ornaments given by the mother to the lock palace, and the princess is very grateful after accepting it, and asks the slave to reply, wanting to thank the mother in person." Leng Yue replied lightly, "No need, you can walk around every day, and you can take care of it if you have a lot of things." ”

"Yes, the minion understands." Ruyi hesitated for a moment, and then stopped. Leng Yue remained silent, lowered her head and stroked the strings, but heard Ruyi whisper, "The slave looked at the little county lord, it didn't seem to be quite right.

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"What's the matter with the little county lord?" I was stunned, because the kid Leng Yue liked it very much, so he made a county lord, which can be regarded as a favor.

Ruyi frowned and said, "The princess originally said that the little county lord was infected with the wind and cold and did not let people visit, but the slave was afraid that the mother would worry, so she insisted on looking at the little county lord......"

"How?" She asked, frowning.

She hesitated for a moment, revealing a blank expression, "The slave seems to feel that the eyes of the little county lord seem to be unable to see people. ”

Leng Yue was shocked, and immediately stood up, summoning the imperial doctor while ordering the car to drive to the Lock Love Palace.

Stepping into the Lock Love Palace, the crown princess had already heard the news and greeted her, as if she didn't expect Leng Yue to come suddenly, her expression was cold and flustered. Leng Yue had no intention of having a cold talk with her, so she bluntly said that she would visit the little county lord, and ordered the nurse to immediately hug the little county lord out. The crown princess's face changed immediately, and she hurriedly said: "The child has just fallen asleep, don't wake her up!" ”

Leng Yue frowned and looked at her: "I heard that the little county lord was infected with wind and cold, and the mourning family specially sent the imperial doctor to visit. Could it be that the child has been sick for so many days, and the lady has never summoned the imperial doctor? The crown princess's face turned pale, she lowered her head and stopped talking, but her fingers were tightly clenched. Seeing her like this, Leng Yue became more and more suspicious, and was about to speak, but saw the nurse coming out of the inner hall with the child in her arms.

The crown princess rushed forward to snatch the child, but was stopped by Ruyi. The nurse went straight to Leng Yue, who hesitated and took the sleeping child.

The baby girl in her arms has a delicate little face, like a budding lotus flower in her sleep. Leng Yue looked at her quietly, her heart gradually softened, and she couldn't help but stretch out her fingers to caress her pink cheeks. Her mouth opened slightly, and she slowly opened her eyes. Under the long eyelashes, those large, round eyes looked at her blankly, and the eyes were motionless, and the pupils that should have been jet black were covered with a frightening layer of gray.

She seemed to sense that this was a strange embrace, and suddenly she cried out, and turned her head around to look for her mother, but her eyes were still blank, and she never turned a minute.

Leng Yue raised her eyes to look at the crown princess, her hands and feet were cold, but she couldn't say a word - the child was clearly blind, but her mother never mentioned it, let alone let the imperial doctor come to diagnose and treat her!

"Imperial Doctor Lin, have you really taken a closer look?" Leng Yue stared at the imperial doctor kneeling on the ground and spoke coldly.

If it weren't for Nian Jiuling's coincidence that she wasn't in the palace, she wouldn't have used these quacks.

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