Suburban manor.
This is the dowry manor of Lady Hou's family in Zhenguo. It must be su miaolan's dowry in the future. On the hillside, there are many beautiful flowers. Many expensive women sit on the ground. On the couch in front of them, there are some exquisite cakes.
In the rockery pavilion not far away, there are some young people invited here. There is no strict defense between men and women, as long as they don't play in one place.
At this moment, a lady in a hundred flowers embroidery group whispered to the woman headed by him, "long princess, I heard That palace with foam, today also will come
The long Princess Palace is pleased to pick up slender eyebrow slightly, hum a, "a civilian, what does she come to do."
Although not obvious on the face, but in the heart is very uneasy, she does not want to see this once very favored Royal sister.
"Wearing a hundred flowers dress of expensive female a smile," hear is Su miaolan borrow Liu Qingqing's hand to force
She looked at the long princess in front of her and said nothing more. Anyway, she's done all the things that need to be done. If you can't think of it, it's not her fault.
This long princess, who takes up a long word in vain, is not favored. Moreover, if she hasn't married out nearly 20 years ago, she is a leftover girl in this era.
At this time, Gong hanyue did not understand what Qin Ke'er meant when he said this to her. Unable to figure it out, he simply did not think about it.
On the other side, a little girl in a pink Ru skirt asked with her lips, "sister Su, you are so kind! Why invite her? She is so disgusted and robbed the embroidery you have embroidered for a year. It's better to let her live and die alone. "
Su miaolan covered her mouth and said with a smile, "don't say that. Princess Chaoyang is pitiful enough."
"Where is the princess Chaoyang from? She's long gone!" The young girl frowned, "don't be afraid, I will get justice for you!"
At this time, with a sound of communication, Liu Qingqing came. She walked in front of her, wearing a thousand gold cloud satin. She was also wearing the most popular pony bun in the capital at this time. Her hair swung with the pace. It was a swaying posture, but people saw that she was passing by in a hurry, but they put their eyes behind her.
No way, Princess Chaoyang is too mysterious. She rarely appears in front of people, no matter the experience of cold palace's comeback or the past two years of dominating the imperial palace.
All the family members who knew that Gong Yimo would come also told them not to fight against her, so these young and energetic girls wanted to know what was sacred and how to be demoted to ordinary people.
This scene, let Liu Qingqing bite a silver tooth!
But in turn, she smiled, and the people they were waiting for were now stopped at the gate, wondering if they could come in.
At this time, Gong Yimo stood at the gate and was stopped. She was not angry. She only said, "I count three times. If you don't let me in, I'll go right away."
If other women regard it as their honor to attend such a banquet, or a woman who has something else in her mind, they often need such a banquet to wear needles and thread. However, the palace has nothing to ask for, and she can't even see the palace banquet held in the palace, let alone the private banquet of her little daughter.
She looks scornful of not pretending. When Liu Qingqing went in just now, she hinted that they were embarrassed by the girl in front of them. But if they didn't go in, would they be blamed?
Someone rushed to report to the host of the banquet. Su miaolan wanted to watch the party, but if no one came in, what else would she like to see? So she went out to meet her in person regardless of other people's objections and made a low gesture.
Gong looked at her familiar face with a sneer and went straight in.
And a commoner, who once stabilized the public, was introduced by Su miaolan, who undoubtedly roasted her on the fire, with a vicious heart.
But what does that matter?