"Your Highness is so powerful!" The girl's voice was crying, but she still clapped her hands and tried to praise.

Seeing that she didn't wail, the boy felt a little boring. He turned to go, the girl quickly followed. Xu is too anxious to walk, throat into the wind, coughing.

Seeing this, the boy frowned: "it's too noisy! Cough away! Disaster star

The girl was slightly stunned and did not dare to step forward again. Standing in the same place, looking at the young meteor walk away from the back.

The pictures were changed several times, each of which was a sad memory. Bai ruotong was sitting in the soft sedan chair, breathing more and more quickly, and tears fell from his eyes.

It's not her mood, it's Bai ruotong's.

"What's the matter with you, miss four?" With Jiao red Gu aware of Bai Rutong's strange, worried about the inquiry. From the moment I saw her Royal Highness the prince just now, there was something wrong with her expression. Red aunt heard from the old lady that Bai ruotong had been happy with the prince since he was a child, and often clamored to marry him in the mansion. But I have feelings, but Lang has no intention.

She had thought that this royal wedding would make a lot of noise. But she is calm to accept, she thought that she had given up her heart to the prince, but now, she clearly still has feelings.

Bai ruotong shakes his head, wipes away his tears and calms his sadness.

Is this "Bai ruotong" masochistic? Or is she an M? If the prince is in the 21st century, he will be a bloody man! What to love!

Besides, such a man can be the master of the ancient romance novels. I really don't know what happened to Sanguan, the author of this novel.

Bai Rutong sighed.

Jiaozi stops at the gate of the palace. Bai ruotong gets out of the sedan chair and enters the palace with steady steps. The imperial palace is totally different from the general's residence. The scene is the same, majestic, and the loft is resplendent. She stepped into the hall, which was more than twice as big as the old lady's Yongning courtyard.

The Empress Dowager and the queen were sitting behind the curtain of pearls. Only the concubines were sitting in two rows in the hall. Seeing Bai ruotong coming, several people's eyes fixed on her.

"I've seen the empress dowager, the empress dowager, and the concubines." Bai ruotong saluted in an orderly manner.

"Look up."

Inside the curtain, there was a voice of majesty. Bai Rutong looks up and smiles. The concubines could not help but look at each other and admire the little girl in front of them.

Bai ruotong is only twelve years old, which is the age of cardamom. A girl as big as her is not shivering when she sees the Empress Dowager. But the little girl was very stable, and there was no fear in her eyes.

She was wearing a floral Satin Ru skirt, with a golden butterfly collar around her neck. The long dark hair is tied into a bun, and the cut-out plum blossom tassels are inserted into the bun. The bright and clean forehead is covered by broken hair, and the platinum flower mother of pearl is slightly showing the color of luxury.

She was not graceful and graceful, but like a red peony in March. She was gorgeous and flamboyant. Her apricot eyes were filled with stars. The full and tender lips raise a sweet and glutinous radian, and the shallow pear vortex rippling at the corners of the mouth.

The concubines couldn't help but take a breath. Fortunately, the little girl was only 12 years old. If she was a few years older, I'm afraid the beauty would disturb the whole Nanyuan.

"What's on your waist is Qing'er's jade pendant?" The Empress Dowager called for a bead curtain and asked.

"Yes." Bai said. This jade pendant was sent by Gu Yanqing when he came back to the palace. It is in the shape of a carp. The old lady specially ordered her to Hang Yu Peipei on her body today.