Chapter 1 The First Appearance of Rouge 4

Yulan bowed her head and gently placed the copper basin on the red sandalwood washing rack, "Why did Miss say that?" ”

I sighed, walked over to her, and brushed her hand, "Yulan, you don't understand. It's not as you might think, it's full of indifference. Sometimes if you say the wrong word, do the wrong thing, your life will be on the line, you will be in the palace in the future, you must pay more attention to what you say and do, in the palace, there is no sincere person, and there is no sincere word. "I glanced sideways at the light outside, and it was warm and shining.

Yulan stopped talking, and kept looking at me with strange and confused eyes.

Dressed in a pale pink Shu brocade moire dress, simple and elegant, the jet-black hair is only decorated with a pearl jade hairpin. The eyebrows are like a crescent moon, and the eyes are clear, but they only smear the rouge. After a simple dress, Yulan and I went to Xiushantang.

Still outside the door, I have heard the sound of the warbler and the swallow language, which is beautiful. I stood outside the door, stopped, and listened to the laughter inside.

After a moment, Yu Lan's crisp voice sounded behind him, "Miss, aren't you going in?" I turned my head slightly and smiled, "Why don't you go in!" Then he gently pushed the door open.

The laughter in the room stopped abruptly, and countless pairs of eyes looked directly at me, and I took the opportunity to glance at the various show girls in front of me. Graceful and beautiful, delicate and beautiful, curly and graceful, and fighting for glory, they must all be rich and noble. In front of them, my outfit seemed inconspicuous and out of place. Hurry up and bow and break the silence.

"Is this girl also one of the alternate show girls?" An exceptionally clear voice rang out. I raised my eyes slightly, and I saw that the woman was dressed in yellow, her eyes were sparse, her face was flushed, and the corners of her mouth were smiling, but it seemed to be sarcastic.

"Miaozhu, aren't you talking nonsense? Isn't it a show girl, is it a palace maid? The woman in blue, who was sitting at the crimson wooden table, took it and said something very harsh. I saw that she had rosy cheeks, glamorous makeup, and a smile between the corners of her mouth, charming and beautiful, she should be everyone's lady.

"Sister Yuanshan, look at what you said, it seems that this girl is really ordinary like a palace maid, no matter how you say it, people are just like us, they are all show girls, you can't say that!" The woman standing next to the woman in blue covered her mouth with her hand and secretly smiled.

Everyone laughed in unison, but this laughter had a different aftertaste.

I didn't defend myself, but said softly: "My name is Song Liu, take care of me, sisters." ”

"My name is Ling Miaozhu, and I am the daughter of the military department." The woman in yellow spoke first.

"I'm Xia Yuanshan, and my father is a master." The woman in blue continued.

"Miaozhu and Sister Yuanshan are really fun! Your father is a minister, so it's really annoying Sister Xiaoyang. The woman who had just stood next to the woman in blue said with a soft laugh. Only then did I notice her appearance, her face was beautiful, but her expression was very indifferent, as if everything in front of her could not enter her eyes.

"Han Xiaoyang, don't torture people here, who doesn't know that your father is a Hanlin Bachelor!"

Their words made me feel uneasy, the military department is still from the first minister, the Taishi is from the first minister, and the Hanlin bachelor is the second minister. Compared with them, the history of Jizhou Thorn from the fourth grade seems so insignificant.

I didn't make a sound, just smiled.

I used to be, like them, from a noble family.

It should be more noble and advantageous than them.

Just because, at that time, I was the daughter of the general, and I was sitting side by side with the prime minister. A close confidant of the emperor and the leader of the army.

It's just that it's not what it used to be.