Today's palace banquet invited many people, and all the officials of the fourth rank and above were present.

After all, it is the queen's birthday, and the birthday banquet of the most noble woman in the world is extremely luxurious and spectacular.

Zhao Yunzhu followed Mrs. Hou to the scene, wearing a long skirt with juan yarn and gold silk hook flowers, with a cloud silk cloak on the outside, and flower butterflies embroidered with gold silk on it.

A set of coral bead headdresses made her whole person weak with a hint of brightness, brightness with a hint of cuteness, and the slight sideways gaze made people's hearts tighten.

"Ahem, cough, cough......" Zhao Yunzhu coughed softly in a low voice, and took out the hand holding the brocade handkerchief from the cloak, slender and white.

As the cloak moves, a stove looms.

Now it's only September, late summer and early autumn, but she has already put on a cloak, the stove does not leave her hand, and the appearance of that light cough is so shocking that the people around her immediately shush and ask for warmth, so weak that it seems to fall as soon as the wind blows.

Everyone couldn't help but lower their tones when they saw it.

It is rumored that the eldest lady of Yongde Hou Yan has been weak since she was a child, breathing three times in one step, lingering on the sickbed, and is a veritable medicine jar.

It is even rumored that she is terminally ill and can't come to the ground, and the whole person is already in shape.

Now when I see it, I am so beautiful and charming, I am really amazed.

But the beauty is sick and weak, and I'm afraid that she won't have a few years to live, which is a pity.

After Zhao Yunzhu arrived, he felt the most eye-catching gaze in Lilac's mouth, and he couldn't ignore the eyes that looked like him.

That's right, she even hugged the stove, and there were ghosts without paying attention.

Who makes the night wind cold, she is afraid of the cold......

"That's Yongdehou's eldest lady Zhao Yunzhu, the rumors are true, it's really thin, it's still so hot, she's already wrapped so tightly, look at the stove in her hand, tsk, how should she spend it on a snowy day."

Miao Qiaoyan, the daughter of the Ministry of Rites, looked at Zhao Yunzhu, who was standing there quietly, and couldn't help but look at Zhao Yunzhu, and said with a sneer.

What does it look like, but it's a short-lived ghost.

Fan Yingying, the daughter of the prime minister, frowned slightly, but immediately soothed her regret for a moment and said, "It's a pity." ”

"Miss Zhao? Didn't she never walk out of the Yongdehou Mansion and not attend the banquet? What's going on today? ”

Someone on the side asked in surprise.

"I heard that Miss Zhao is frail and sickly, and no one has ever seen her, I thought she was ......"

"What nonsense, she went to East Street yesterday, and the commotion was not small."

……

Fan Yingying smiled at the corner of her mouth, raised her hand to support the pearl frost on her head, walked closer to Zhao Yunzhu with light steps, bowed to Mrs. Hou, and said with a smile: "This sister must be Sister Yunzhu." ”

Mrs. Hou smiled and introduced to Zhao Yunzhu: "This is Miss Fan Er from the Prime Minister's Mansion. ”

Fan Yingying immediately continued: "My name is Fan Yingying, and my sister can call me Yingying." ”

A tendon between Zhao Yunzhu's forehead throbbed.

Fan Yingying?

Flatbread face, slender eyes, garlic nose, toad mouth......

What a blessing......

Let her laugh in her heart unkindly.

The main reason is that Zhao Tianyu is too much, and now when he thinks of Fan Yingying, he will think of this sentence.

No, no, this is the female partner who has a crush on Xiao Yanhao, it is her hard work, and she can't laugh......

Burst......

Still want to laugh......

"Ahem, ahem, ahem......"

Zhao Yunzhu coughed lightly twice, bent his lips and smiled lightly, a pair of affectionate eyes flashed a bright light, and his tone was soft but slightly excited.

"Hello, nice to meet you."

As he spoke, he put the stove in his hand on his left hand, which was pinching Jinpa, and stretched out his right hand to hand it to Fan Yingying.

Covet Xiao Yanhao's beauty, right?

Fabulous, hehe.