Chapter 431

Joy had to kneel across the door to Hao lianche, "Your Highness, it's getting late. The princess is going to rest. Come back tomorrow..."

"Joy, what are you doing at the door? Come here. "

Hearing that the princess's tone was wrong, she hurried over with joy and dared not speak to Hao lianche again.

Across the door, Hao lianche could think of Yan Qiqi's angry appearance. He touched his nose almost hit by the door and said, "I'll see you again tomorrow." Then I turned and left

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Zhen Jinghong kept his promise and sent the jade pendant to the Queen's Palace on time after weaving it the next day.

Moreover, she combed her makeup for the queen once again before she quit. She advanced and retreated with great style of a lady.

As soon as Zhen Jinghong left, empress Jing, who was still smiling just now, immediately converged with a smile.

She raised her hand and touched the bun Zhen Jinghong had just combed for her. She said in a deep voice, "come here."

The waitresses standing outside the door poured in and knelt down to salute, "empress."

Jingjia raised her eyes and looked at the maid standing in front. Her voice was faint, "Lanzhi, come and dress up the palace again."

When Lanzhi heard the command, she got up and stepped forward to hold Jingjia's bright wrist. She helped the empress to sit in front of the bronze mirror again and replied softly, "yes, empress."

It's already three quarters of an hour. In the cold winter, the sun shines on the window lattice, which makes people squint, and even gives birth to a bit of sleepiness.

Jingjia gently covered her lips and yawned.

Lanzhi carefully untied the Queen's bun, and then combed it gently with a grate. Seeing that the queen was tired, Lanzhi put down the grate and gently pressed the Queen's temple. The fingering was soft and familiar.

She is the internal waiter who has served the queen for the longest time. She claims to be the interpreter around her mother. She can understand and understand major and minor events, but she can't understand the decision made by her mother today.

"Madam, this bun is quite suitable for you. It's a pity to dismantle it..." Lanzhi admires Miss Jinghong's dexterity. She can't catch up. I don't know why she changed her face as soon as she left today.

Jingjia slowly opened her eyes when she heard the speech and looked at the face in the bronze mirror. Rao was well maintained, but the years were fleeting, and no one could avoid it. They all said that she was a rare beauty in the north, and she couldn't help polishing the years and getting old.

She sighed slightly, "the days of relying on beautiful appearance to attract eyes have passed since she lived to the age of this palace. Jinghong's bun was really beautiful, but it was not suitable for this palace."

Liuyun flying bun is really luxurious, but it is often combed by women who haven't come out of the cabinet, and this bun has just become popular. Jing Hong is so familiar with it and must have spent a lot of thought.

There's nothing wrong with my daughter's little thoughts, but if there's a seven tricks and exquisite heart in the harem, it's a big mistake.

Jinghong's deliberate flattery is not for her, but for che'er.

She is che'er's biological mother. If you win her over, it will do no harm to Jinghong.

Lanzhi understood at once and suddenly realized, "I understand. No wonder my mother took out the Fengqi jade pendant yesterday. When I saw Miss Jinghong take it out, I was a little strange. It turned out that my mother was beating her."

Jingjia's mouth was slightly crooked and did not speak.

In fact, Lanzhi was right. The Fengqi jade pendant had been kept in the warehouse before, but when she heard that hong'er was coming, she remembered that her majesty had mentioned to her before and intended to marry hong'er to che'er. She was worried that her daughter's skin was thin. If she explained her attitude directly, she might not be able to get off the stage, so she simply mentioned her through the jade pendant.

How much insight you can have depends on the girl's understanding.

After all, if hong'er really wants to, she can't wake up the person who pretends to sleep.

Jing Jiaren has been in the deep palace for many years. She knows that it is not any external factors that destroy a woman, but loneliness.

Because of loneliness, she will do many incredible things. She doesn't want her son to live like this in the future.

Since che'er likes the woman from the state of Yan, as a mother, she also wants her son to be happy. It is unfortunate for a woman to marry a man who doesn't like her.

She loves hong'er and naturally doesn't want her to become a resentful woman in the deep palace and spend her life in this empty and lonely invisible cage.

Jingjia sighed slightly, "Lanzhi, go to the Regent's house tomorrow and reward hong'er with some gold and silver devices."

"Yes, madam."

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Perhaps the prince's wedding is approaching, and there are already lanterns and decorations in the northern palace.

The red silk began to hang scattered in the corridor, and the red lanterns fluttered in the wind, stretching the shadows of Hao lianche and Yan Qiqi.

Hao lianche didn't break his promise. Sure enough, he came again the next day, with an attitude of never giving up.

Obviously, the shadows of the two people have been intertwined. However, Qiqi's attitude towards himself is stranger than that towards strangers.

Hao lianche's bright and Zhan Zhan's eyes darkened instantly, revealing a self mocking smile, "77, do you hate me so much? Don't even want to see me? "

Yan Qiqi raised his head and looked at his eyes. His reflection was reflected in his bright eyes, which seemed to surround him in an inch. The palace lantern flickered and reflected the light like ripples. His eyes were indifferent. In an instant, Hao lianche's heart was like being pulled into a ball, and his breathing slowed down for a few minutes.

"Hao lianche."

This was the first time she called him so, without any emotion. The thin and cool tone was colder than the cold wind from the cold night, which made people tremble at the bottom of their hearts.

"Let's talk."

There was no nonsense, no greetings, and even the situation he had imagined countless times before he came did not meet once.

He can strategize and win thousands of miles away. He can see through people's hearts and know everyone's most urgent desire. He can do many things with his heart

But now when he faced Yan Qiqi, he was as flustered as a drum, as if holding fine sand in his hand. He tried his best to catch something, but he had no choice but to watch them slip away from his fingers