Chapter 342

The lantern in the eunuch's hand emits a faint yellow light. When Ling Qingyu takes two steps, her body is reflected by the light. Looking at her with curiosity, the eunuch's heart doesn't feel a thump. Is this the woman Yang Zhao refused to marry the beautiful princess Huayang? Not to mention that face, this height is better than that of ordinary women. What's the matter with such a bloated figure?

Yan Qi jumped out of the car, put a purple sable cloak on her, and then stepped back.

In the eunuch's eyes that were about to fall out, Ling Qingyu gracefully closed the cloak that made her more bloated, and then whispered, "please lead the way."

When she spoke, Yan Qi had put a heavy purse in the eunuch's hand. The eunuch slightly weighed it, took back his eyes, coughed softly, and then said, "please come with us."

Seeing that Ling Qingyu followed the eunuch into the palace gate and disappeared behind the palace gate with a group of ladies in costumes, Yan Qi jumped into the driver's seat, followed the guidance of the eunuch outside, and stopped at the place where the carriage stopped.

"Seventh master?" Shadow thirteen called out with worry.

"Wait." Yan Qi looked at the stars and whispered.

Ling Qingyu didn't expect that there would be so many ladies who came to the great court meeting, as if they couldn't see the edge at a glance. The entire Zhaoyang hall was crowded full. Those who could enter the hall were the relatives of the emperor and the wives of the super first grade. The third grade, like Ling Qingyu, could only be arranged behind the back, and was arranged beside the intersection of a channel. The cold wind blew through the two channels, bringing a biting chill.

"Mrs. Yang," said the maid in waiting with a fitted smile, "please give me the stove. This is not allowed in the palace."

No? Ling Qingyu looked at the ladies around who had covered the stove with their sleeves, gave the stove to the maid in waiting, and said with a smile, "would you mind if this aunt helped me send it out to my servant?"

The stove was made of gold. It was exquisitely shaped and inlaid with fine gemstones. The palace maid glanced at it and knew that it was valuable. She smiled contemptuously in her heart and said with a smile on her face, "OK." Then turn around and walk away, turn out and tuck the stove into your sleeve.

Hey, just tell Yan Qi, it's good to use a brass one, but she won't listen. Ling Qingyu sighed in her heart and put her hands together in her sleeves. She wore two layers of underwear inside, a cotton jacket, a thick cotton jacket, and a dress. There was a sable cloak outside. Even if she stood in the snow, it wouldn't be cold, and the heat of the stove was really nothing.

However, the surrounding eyes of visitation, contempt, contempt and contempt are really not very good, especially in front of such a crowded hall, there is actually more than half a meter of space around her, which really makes her a little embarrassed.

There was still some time before dawn, and the Empress Dowager and the queen would not come so soon. Everyone had to stand outside and wait, and there began to be a thin chat in the crowd.

"Mrs. Yang?" Ling Qingyu, who was looking at the sky and counting the stars, was stunned with her ears closed. Then she looked at the lady in her thirties who didn't know when to come to her side, pointed at herself, saw the other party nodding with a smile, and said with a smile, "hello."

"My husband is the son of Duke Ji," the lady laughed at Ling Qingyu's confused appearance, "my husband's family name is Gao."

"Mrs. Gao!" Ling Qingyu nodded with a smile, indicating that the prince's wife, the official seems not small?

"Ha ha," Mrs. Gao covered her mouth and chuckled. "Thanks to Mrs. Yang's help, my fourth brother and sister didn't die. Thank you, Mrs. Yang."

Lingqingyu just recovered. I'm afraid this is the son of Gao Bingyang's family and the Duke. No wonder his wife's virtue.

"It's just easy work. Don't thank you." Ling Qingyu laughed.

Mrs. Gao was ordered by her mother-in-law to come here. Seeing that this person's description was really unbearable and her bloated appearance looked uncomfortable, she nodded and returned to the temple, standing behind her mother-in-law to serve.

"What kind of person is he?" Mrs. Gao asked in a low voice. Duke Ji was full of praise for Yang Zhao. Although the Gao family belonged to the Zhao family, Duke Ji directly said that there was no one in the Zhao family, or that no one in Dazhou could match Yang Zhao, who was a general who could open up land and expand Xinjiang. Before coming, I also told the old lady to take care of Yang Zhao's wife if I could. The old lady's own favor for Yang Zhao came from her youngest son's saying that the man saved the life of her fourth daughter-in-law. Of course, the youngest son also sued her at the same time.

"Very fat," Mrs. Gao whispered, looked around, and whispered, "it seems that she doesn't know much about etiquette. I really don't know what General Yang likes about her."

Mrs. Gao said no more. Although she thanked the woman for saving her grandson's life, according to the eldest daughter-in-law, she was not a person worth paying, so forget it.

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After waiting for more than an hour, the sky was slightly bright, and finally there was a movement. With a sound of the Queen Mother driving to the queen, the front of the hall suddenly quieted down. The tired people stood up straight and maintained their best state to welcome the arrival of the two women with the highest status in Da Zhou.

Ling Qingyu followed the public. Although there was a vacuum around her, the behavior of staring at the person in front of her according to the mother's teaching also made Ling Qingyu make no mistakes in the whole process, but she wore too much, and so many kneeling movements were very tired.

After the worship, the queen mother went back to change her clothes, and the fate women had to wait for the reward of the feast.

After the cold meal, Ling Qingyu can go back. She breathed a sigh of relief and stood in the cold wind for more than two hours. Even if she wore more clothes, she was a little shivering with cold. Her two legs were painful, as if the bone would start to crack again.

"Make way and get out of the way." The two palace maids were impatient when they passed through the passage carrying the food box.

Ling Qingyu looked at the passage that was half a meter away from him, then silently moved a step outside, and moved back when she saw the disgusted eyes of the lady next to her.

As soon as she moved back, she poured a basin of soup on her luxurious sable cloak.

Ling Qingyu looked at the maid in waiting very speechless. She came forward in a panic, taking a veil to wipe the soup, and whispered, "madam, I'm sorry, you take it off first, and I'll help you clean it." With that, without waiting for Ling Qingyu to speak, he untied her cloak with the palace maid next to him with extremely fast movements, and then walked out of the passage.

Yan Qi, the sable cloak is also expensive. I told you to use a rabbit hair! Ling Qingyu sighed in her heart. Looking at her three grade dress, she thought that this would never be stripped again, would it? But if it's just these means, then it's easy to get through.

Just thinking so, I saw a little snowflake floating up. I saw that the ladies around had put on the hoods of the cloak one after another. Ling Qingyu, who lost the cloak and whose body temperature suddenly fell, secretly scolded shengniang.

Between the passages where she stood was the air vent, and the snowflakes and cold wind became stronger, which soon wetted her dress.

It seems that if you can't run back today, you will get sick.

"Go and pour water on her again to see if she won't freeze to death!" Princess Huayang stirred her PA's hatred. According to her intention, she should punish the woman to kneel down at the tuyere for a few hours today, or directly drag her out to death, but the queen mother did not allow it. It's not over to say that the assassination was not over yet. It's too eye-catching for her to move in the palace now, and it has to wait until next year to do so. After all, now Yang Zhao has 100000 elite soldiers in his hands, so obviously killing his wife is tantamount to directly erecting the enemy, And it will give the Wang family an excuse.

If it weren't for my brother's throne! Princess Huayang said hatefully, "go, pour me another basin of ice water, and then put that poison in the cold rice? Didn't uncle thirteen send some poison a few days ago? Yes! That's the ten day ecstasy powder!"

When a basin of ice water fell from the sky, Ling Qingyu thought, well, today I have a grudge against water! Princess, can you be more childish!

Ling Qingyu, who was drenched with moisture, just glanced at the two eunuchs lightly, didn't say anything, turned back his head, righted the crown that was tilted by the water on his head, and his face was no longer like that with a smirk. His eyes were shining, his hands were folded in his sleeves, his head was slightly raised, and then straightened his arched back.

Just glancing slightly, the two eunuchs took a step back, looking at the woman who was still heavily dressed but seemed to have the dignity of an absolute superior. People didn't feel that her head was lowered, her back was slightly cold, and then turned around and ran away.

The lady standing around her unconsciously retreated half a step. This time, it was no longer because of disgust, but because of the momentum, she was forced to shrink her body and make way for half a step.

Waiting for the eunuch palace woman to bring the meals one by one, she ate the cold meal that was obviously mixed with something and full of strange smell in the cold wind. Until the eunuch announced to walk away, Ling Qingyu had a straight back and moved gracefully and freely. Although her hair and clothes were all wet, she still wore a faint elegant and decent smile, as if she were in the spring, she was at ease when she raised her hands and feet, and walked more easily as a leisurely stroll.

"You say she is not worthy of Yang Zhao?!" Old lady Gao looked at the figure and whispered to her daughter-in-law with anger.

Mrs. Gao is a little silly, this! This change is too big. It's completely two people, okay! Just now that stupid woman, how can she become so aggressive? That kind of momentum like contempt for the world is definitely not owned by their backyard women.

If you can't see the behavior of the ladies nearby who dodge slightly, Ling Qingyu followed the people in front slowly out of the palace gate, stood outside the palace gate, glanced, and walked to the place where he got off.

Many ladies came out, and the carriages outside were crowded together, but the place where she got off was half a meter away from the Ling family carriage.

The three people whose murderous spirit let the servants give in automatically turned their eyes red when they saw Ling Qingyu coming.