Three days later, Qin Chu once again disguised herself as a man and sneaked into Jiaoxiang Pavilion, mainly to discuss with Ma Tong about entering the palace.

Ma Tong is accustomed to the identity of the Oiran, ostensibly entertaining those playboys, but in fact confusing them, one more power can escape, so that she will not become a pawn.

Although Ye Shixuan sent someone to find her, the so-called promise was nothing more than a fake, and she would not be at the mercy of others.

Tomorrow is the birthday of Empress Yuanliang Guoren, and the harem has everything in order, and some ministers of the DPRK and China will prepare a birthday ceremony early in the morning.

The names of Feng Xie and Qin Chun were not on the list of invitations to the banquet, but Qin Chun had to go to the palace.

So I thought of a way to let Ma Tong sneak into the palace as a dancing girl and perform a talent to celebrate her birthday.

And that day is coming soon.

Chenshi.

Xukun Palace.

The aunts, maids and eunuchs in the palace were busy.

The queen lady in the dormitory was sitting in front of the dressing table, and there were two maids next to her, helping to make up.

"Niangniang, today's dress is even better than in the past, and the emperor will be fascinated when he sees it."

"Yes, yes, Niangniang, there is no one in this world who can be more captivating than you, Niangniang is a virtuous person in Huilan, a mother in the world."

Empress Ren was overjoyed when she heard this, "Okay, you two little girls." ”

At this time, Mama Hu came to report the banquet.

"Mother, it's time to go."

Empress Ren nodded lightly and got up, her dignified demeanor looked more majestic.

The Imperial Garden, a small pavilion next to the fish pond.

"It's no wonder that such a big palace won't be separated. Damn, I wouldn't have made an excuse to pee if I knew it, but now it's lost. ”

Ma Tong crossed his waist and muttered to himself.

She muttered again: "Alas, I'm also an online writer, how can I not know where the exit of the Imperial Garden is." ”

In fact, Ma Tong is good at modern speech, and has not written ancient novels, but has written a short fantasy, and the number of readers does not exceed 1,000.

Her expression was hideous, and she twisted in her heart for a long time, why didn't she know more about ancient things, and when she traveled back, she would have to make up for more ancient novels and costume dramas.

"The next time she crosses, she's going to dominate the world." She just set up the flag so casually.

As for whether you can travel back, it's a story for another time.

Ma Tong sat in the pavilion, holding his cheeks and thinking about things, his eyes were erratic, and he looked in front of him and slowly ushered in a good-looking and good-looking man.

Mo Jian wears a light purple, bright and gorgeous tribute silk, which is a unique silk of the royal family, from a distance and up close, without losing his princely temperament, it is a very good-looking beautiful man, and the eldest son of the Ye family is the "Yuanliang Shuangguan", which provokes women all over the world to squeeze their heads to meet.

He walked slowly and lightly towards the pavilion, stretched out two fingers, and bent them, as if to convey the meaning to the people in the shadows.

Ma Tong's posture has not changed, staring directly at Mo Jian, his eyes are full of expectations that he can come over quickly.

However, the truth is unpredictable.

When Mo Jian walked to the pavilion, Ma Tong stood up with an instinctive reaction, and two figures instantly appeared behind her, and two people held her hostage from behind.

"Don't move!"

Ma Tong came to his senses and scolded himself in his heart, but at this time he was a nymphomaniac.

"Hehe, big brother spare your life, spare your life. The little woman came here by chance, didn't you spoil your interest, you asked the two people behind me to let go of me, I went immediately, immediately left. ”

Mo Jian smiled evilly.