Chapter 132

After returning to Hou's residence, Liu Xinmei became more curious about her past. She felt vaguely that her past would not be as simple as what she saw and heard.

The Marquis is a great hero, and his wife is also a woman of both talent and appearance. His brother, in his twenties, followed his father through life and death at the border. With his own ability, he won the respect of the people of Western Chu. How could their daughter be so mediocre and incompetent?

She held her head and couldn't figure out why. There must be something wrong.

Liu ye'er is the only one who knows her best. Although she is smart and loyal, she is younger than her. She has a little experience and doesn't have too many tricks. Although the Marquis was peaceful on the surface, it was in fact undercurrent. However, she regarded it as a safe place because the people in the Houfu treated her very well.

She just wanted to piece together a complete past. Alas, what kind of joke did God play on her? It only gave her the body of the original owner, but forgot to give her the relevant memory. Fortunately, this person has nothing to do with the outside world. Otherwise, when walking on the road, he is pulled by others and chatting enthusiastically. He doesn't know who the other party is. That's very embarrassing!

Liu Xinmei decided to find out her past in Hou's residence. The royal residence is a new beginning. As for the future, she has only one uncertain goal. When she has enough money in her hand, whether to buy a big house or take the little guy for home, she will live a free life. She is not interested in sharing a man with so many women. She is addicted to love.

There has been a lot of excitement in the palace recently, but it has nothing to do with her. In the capital city, the skillful tailors and xiuniang were busy like spinning gyroscopes. They were just sent out by the side concubine and invited by the lady. Everyone hoped that the newly made clothes could set off the slender waist and exquisite figure. After changing clothes one by one, the bun had just been combed and disordered, and the bronze mirror was rearranged again. She had just nodded her eyebrows with green snails, and was busy dyeing rouge on her lips. She was more critical than the bride to be married.

Ruyan Pavilion is quiet, Liu Xinmei's door is not two doors, only to read those books, calligraphy and painting, leisure time on the piano Zheng, self entertainment. She does not want to please anyone, a cup of tea, a furnace of fragrance, in the smoke wrapped in the stretch of tired body and mind, the days of fairyland general carefree.

In the afternoon, she would not allow the extraordinary to go to school again. Both mother and son followed Ma Ma Ma to learn some palace etiquette. Since she attended the banquet in the capacity of Princess and son in law, she did not want to surprise the whole audience, nor could she be rude. In front of the facts, all the rumors about them will be defeated.

Fortunately, the little guy is extremely clever, only a few times, there is a model.

Even mammy Ma could not help complaining: how could the king refuse to pay attention to such good people? The mother is beautiful and wise, and the son is courteous and courteous. Those rumors in the palace must have been deliberately made by people with ulterior motives. Even though she was used to the fighting in the harem, she began to hold injustice for them.

Day by step, not because of who expected to come early, nor because of who did not like to delay, in a light morning, several wives and concubines of Prince an's house were in full bloom in front of him.

If Wen Ruo a rose red palace dress, set off a pretty face, like the peach blossom in March, delicate and moist. The red gold steps on the head, the crystal agate on the earlobe, and a string of pearl necklaces with full grains and the same size are hung on the neck, showing the Royal wealth everywhere.

Even Yinger is not willing to fall behind. Her skin is white. I don't know whose suggestion it is. She cleverly chooses the delicate green, which makes her skin more beautiful than snow and can be broken by blowing bullets. But her personality is not very astringent, all over the body jewel, wish to put all the valuable jewelry on the body, walk, wearing jingle.

Haiyun only chose light purple clothes, and her accessories also chose a whole set of amethyst, neither luxurious nor shabby. Like a violet that silently reveals its fragrance, Haiyun stands in a half open posture.

Li Yunxin is a pink dress with a yellow skirt. She can't be a lady of a big family, but she interprets the lightness and delicacy just right. Although she doesn't have the family background of the two concubines, she can see the jewelry she wears.

Murong Yifei looks at the past one by one. Well, he always has a good eye for people. Any one of them can be taken.

"Why hasn't sister Liu come? Is it because I was scared by the battle that I was afraid of? " Even Yinger covered her mouth with a veil and chuckled. It was funny to say that the princess had no insight. She was not sure whether she could hold on to such a scene.

Looking at the direction of the smoke Pavilion, he coldly turned back and told xuankun: "to urge."

Wen Ruo if also bowed his head to smile, in front of so many people's face, Wang Ye even refused to give her a "please" word!

Xuankun just answered, "yes." The figure has not moved, such as smoke Pavilion out of a few people.

Liu Xinmei leads the extraordinary hand and walks slowly in the company of willow leaves.

She only wore a long white skirt, just reaching the ground, and a pair of lotus feet loomed under the broad skirt. The cuffs and hem are embroidered with pink hibiscus, and the slender waist of Yingying Yishou is also tied with a pink belt, and the soft yarn of cigarette Luo is gathered on the body at will. Three thousand green silk strands were tied into a ruyi bun, with the only ornament on it, a white jade hairpin.Her eyes are like water and her eyebrows are picturesque, but her pretty face has no color of fat and powder. It is as clean as a shelled egg, tender and smooth.

Xiaoren is also a snow winner in white. She only uses a golden crown to tie her hair. Her black and soft black hair is eyebrow like and shoulder length. It is like a doll in a new year's picture. It is indescribably lovely. The pink official boots with thin soles tread on the feet, and the steps are steady.

Clearly is the most simple dress up, but Liu Xinmei is like a moon fairy who doesn't eat fireworks among people, which makes people forget the customs.

Yes, plain face to the sky is not only a kind of courage, but also needs confidence. Besides her, who dares?

Murong Yifei's face is as if covered with ice. Her cold eyes only look at the jade hairpin. What does she mean? With other men to send accessories, walk in their own side, did she care about his feelings in the heart?

"Give me the hairpin." There is no doubt about the tone.

But Liu Xinmei stepped back: "this is my most valuable thing. I'm sorry I can't give it to you."

Murong Yifei forbearance, in the end did not resist, cold voice said: "if so, you do not have to go."

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