Qi Meng Xuanji

Madam Zhang smiled indifferently: "The prince is twenty years younger than me. He is considered to be the one I have seen since childhood. I know how his temperament is. For ordinary women, the prince is indeed a first-class son-in-law, but not necessarily for you."

Xuanji felt that she had found the beacon of revolution in the darkness, and she was so excited that she held Zhang Ma's hand and couldn't speak.

"The prince and his three wives and four concubines are inevitable. You seem to be casual and gentle, but you have a very high spirit. How can you stand the rules and dogmas in the house? Where can you be willing to work with others?"

I have to say that Zhang Ma's age, able to say such things, is definitely a maverick progressive pioneer in this era, and Xuanji's second confidant here.

After sending away Zhang's mother, Ke'er brought the seamstress from Beijing's No. 1 Silk and Satin Village to see Xuanji, saying that the prince had ordered some formal dresses for Xuanji. The tailor measured Xuanji's back and left respectfully, saying that the clothes could be delivered tomorrow afternoon.

Xuanji was very strange, and asked Kerr: "Why do you want to make clothes for me suddenly?"

Kerr's eyes shrank, and she shook her head to indicate that she didn't know. Xuan Ji didn't bother to bother.

The next night, Xuanji returned to Tingsongju, and the clothes had been delivered, but she didn't dare to open it without authorization. Xuanji was also a little curious about what Zhao Jianshen's so-called formal dress looked like.

When I opened the box, it contained a purple dress, such a gorgeous and charming purple material. Xuanji saw Zhao Jianshen pass through it. In this era, the technology of dyeing cloth is relatively backward. Naturally, it is not like any color you want in modern times, but Even people like Xuanji who have seen any color in the previous life have to admit that this purple is dyed extremely beautifully, and it is rare in modern times. The most surprising thing is that there is a fluorescent glow on top of the purple. The bottom looks like a faint golden color, very luxurious.

Kerr looked at the dress, his eyes gleamed with envy, and he kept admiring.

I want to know that this dress is not cheap. Although Xuanji doesn’t like purple very much, and can’t help but like it at first sight, but it is too warm to receive a precious dress as a gift for no reason. mei.

The material of this dress is very good, but the style is relatively simple, just embroidered simple lace with light golden silk thread at the corners. I want to come for a day and cannot make too complicated things. This is just right, otherwise Xuanji would not dare to wear it. go out.

"The person who gave the clothes said that the clothes had been washed and ironed, but they didn't know what fragrance the young lady liked, so there was no incense. What kind of incense the young lady wants, you can prepare it now." Kerr said.

"Well, no, I don't know what the fragrance smells good, and it may affect the color of the clothes, so forget it." Who knows whether the incense and the clothes will have any chemical reaction? Xuanji handed her clothes to Kerr to put away.

Keer went, secretly happy: "Miss will attend the Prince's Mid-Autumn Family Banquet tomorrow night, she can just wear this dress, she must steal the limelight! The prince is so thoughtful." Thinking that her young lady could show her face in front of the royal family's family members, The pride is hard to suppress. Unfortunately, Mr. Zhang has ordered that he cannot tell the lady in advance.

So the next night, when Kerr said that he wanted Xuanji to put on the clothes and go to the inner courtyard to attend the family banquet in the palace, Xuanji was so surprised that he didn't even care about it. But looking at Ke'er as if she would cry if she refused to go, Xuanji didn't want to embarrass her, so she had to change her clothes and comb her hair.

But when she heard that Xuanji was willing to go, she immediately changed her face and changed into a happy and flattering appearance, and had to wait for Xuanji to dress up. Xuanji secretly sighed helplessly, everyone besides Zhang Ma wanted to push herself to Zhao Jianshen, but she didn't know that the more she was, the more disgusted she would be.

auzw.com The slightly dressed-up Xuanji, with the purple dress, can be overwhelming at a distance.

Eunuch Hong, who was waiting in front of Tingsongju early, saw Xuanji, he couldn't help being stunned for a while before he bowed and said: "Thank you for a while, the lord has ordered the minion to pick you up to the inner courtyard for a family dinner.

Xuanji looked at his clothes, similar to the **** he saw next to the princess before, and then listened to his shrill voice, naturally knowing his identity, and she couldn't help frowning when she heard that "minion".

"Is the place for the banquet far away?" Looking at the delicate sedan chair carried by the four people in front of her, Xuanji still couldn't accept the so-called master treatment of this kind of people carrying people.

Grandpa Hong didn't expect Xuanji to ask this, and replied: "It's about half a mile away. The family banquet is in the Qiushui Pavilion, not far from the front door of the inner courtyard."

Xuanji said with a sigh of relief: "Then let's walk over slowly. It's just an appetizer. You can eat more later."

Grandpa Hong is staying, what's the situation? Xuanji smiled and walked away.

Father Hong hurriedly followed and waved his hand to let the bearer carry the sedan chair to follow. Xuanji saw and stopped and said, "If you are all right, go back to the festival, don't follow."

Several bearers stood there and looked at each other. Hong Gonggong thought that the prince valued the woman very much and he should follow her. So he nodded to the bearers, and the four of them immediately lifted the palanquin and withdrew.

Along the way, Hong Gonggong respectfully landed one step behind Xuanji and followed him. Whenever he reached a fork in the road, he bowed his body two steps and carefully guided them. Two times like this, Xuanji couldn't help but laugh, and stopped at the intersection and said to Hong Gong just: "Don't be so polite. I’m tired for you, depending on what happened before and after you ran."

Hong Gonggong even said that he did not dare. Xuanji was not in a hurry, so she just stood there and chatted: "You should know my name is Xie Xuanji, what is your name?"

"The slave's surname is Hong, and his cheap name is Wang." Hong Gonggong smiled bitterly. This name has been useless for a long time. If it hadn't been asked, he would have forgotten it himself.

"Hong Wang, red and prosperous, good luck. Hong Wang, how old are you this year? When did you arrive at the palace?" Xuan Ji didn't move a step, Hong Duke looked secretly anxious.

"The slave is twenty-eight this year, and has only been in the palace for three years." Looking up at Xuanji's eyes, there was a sly look, and she continued to ask. Finally surrendered: "The slave is rude."

After finishing talking, I walked to Xuanji to lead the way, and heard a crisp laughter from behind: "Hongwang, we don't need to talk nonsense if you listened to me earlier."

Hong Wang smiled bitterly: "Xie Guanshi laughed."

The people in the Qiushui Pavilion arrived early, the princess was not there, and there were no male relatives in the palace. Zhao Jianshen and Zhao Siyuan were sitting in the first seat. The beauties, big and small, were dazzling.

Xuanji's arrival, the hall of Yingshengyanyu was so quiet that the needle fell instantly, and it was not a pleasant thing to be stared at by a lot of beautiful women with strange eyes.