"Imperial concubine, you can hurry up. Uncle Jiuhuang said that if you don't dress up beautifully, your servant will die..."

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“……” Jing Yue closed her eyes, a pair of sleepwalking turn state, let Yinqiao toss.

"Open your eyes Don't open your eyes so much... " Yinqiao commands Jingyue and makes up for her carefully. As soon as the rich fragrance is opened, Jingyue coughs and wakes up half asleep. She raises her hand to wave away the things she picked. She takes one side of the cool rouge and says, "use this."

"Oh..." Yinqiao's complaint was answered.

It's not necessary to use the fragrant rouge. I like to use this one without any flavor.

Alas I really don't understand my own imperial concubine.

Those young ladies all tried their best to show themselves, but their imperial concubines, looking at their appearance, if they didn't have to go to the palace, Yinqiao had no doubt that Jing Yue would take off her clothes and hide in the bed without saying a word!

From dawn to daybreak, Jingyue was half awake. Until Yinqiao came out, Jingyue stretched her waist lazily. She didn't even look at what she looked like in the mirror. She turned around and left in a daze.

"Well Imperial concubine, would you like to have a look? " Yinqiao stares.

"There's nothing to see. I'm leaving. My father is waiting." Jingyue yawned and went out with her skirt. Yinqiao helped her to keep up with her. What kind of master is she?

The carriage of the prime minister's mansion wandered towards the palace. As soon as Jing Yue got on the carriage, she hung her head for a long time and continued to sleep. She told Yinqiao to call herself when she arrived, and then there was no more.

How many times has Jing Yue entered the palace? She has almost forgotten. Looking at the towering gate in front of her, Jing Yue sighs for the nth time. Why does she enter the palace every time? It's just That's so annoying!

At the beginning of the celebration, people were looking for their own places to enter. The magnificent palace was extremely amazing. Jing Yue looked at the palace and thought of the palace she had seen in modern Beijing Tiananmen Square. At that time, there was no such feeling. Now so many ancient people walk around and look at the building. Suddenly, there is a feeling that they are incompatible with each other.

"Jingyue!" A cry of surprise came and Jing Yue turned to look.

"Lan Lan, you're here, too!" Jingyue looks at Shangguan Linglan who is walking. She smiles a little in her eyes. Today, Shangguan Linglan is wearing a dark purple Palace Dress, neutral but atmospheric. She strides to Jingyue's side.

"I'm looking forward to you. Why are you so late?" Shangguan Linglan smilingly took Jingyue's arm and spoke eagerly.

"Why didn't miaoqiu come?" Jing Yue looks around suspiciously and finds that she doesn't find Liu miaoqiu's figure. She immediately asks suspiciously.

"Miaoqiu is a common girl. She is not qualified to come to this kind of banquet unless she has a big backing like Jing Yan." Shangguan Linglan said with disdain, and her eyes turned to the other side. Jingyue was stunned and turned her eyes to see Jingyan.

"I came with Xiao Jingran." Jingyue looks at the Jingyan standing by Xiao Jingran's side. Her eyes flicker slightly. This Jingyan is really good. It can really let Xiao Jingran bring her to the party.

Jingyue and Shangguan Linglan talked for a while, and then the voice of the arrival of the emperor and the queen was heard. They all stepped back to both sides, bent down on their knees and cried long live. Jingyue bowed her knees and bowed her head. Can you see, she stepped over the Dragon chair with her feet in front of her, and then straightened up slowly when she heard the call of flat body.

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