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When he left, Duke Huang seemed to think of the man who had never appeared before: "where is Miss Yuzhi?"

Gu Mingyan climbed into the carriage with his servant's hand. He remembered that Yuzhi and Yuhong had never come back since they left that day. Even if someone asked about something, the ghost sent people to help them in the past. Wouldn't it be very bad if the Palace Banquet didn't come today?

Just as she was trying to find an excuse to muddle through, the sound of wooden shoes kicking on the stairs came to her ears.

"Here she is." Murmured, Gu Mingyan kept retreating into the carriage.

Yuzhi was wearing the clothes that mengxu had sent him. He smiled and raised his hand slightly to Duke Huang: "I don't know what Duke Huang wants from me?"

"I'm afraid that the two girls will delay entering the palace." Mr. Huang quickly made a smile. His eyes were looking at Yuzhi's whole body carefully to find out some mistakes. But even the skirt was clean without any dust.

Without trace, Princess Huang took back her eyes and helped Yuzhi to the carriage.

Yu Hong was afraid that he had been recognized by the nine princes, so he stayed in the post house with ghosts. The ghosts frowned: "this time, duanfeng, the nine princes, would go too. I don't know if he would identify Yuzhi and Gu Mingyan."

"They are not fools." Yuhong sneered and turned back absently.

The carriage gradually disappeared into view, and the ghost turned back.

In the carriage, Gu Mingyan closed his eyes and took a rest. Yuzhi kept shaking his legs. It seemed that he was a little anxious. But at this time, he was surrounded by strangers and couldn't speak. Gu Mingyan was also upset. He had to raise his hand and hold her leg: "don't be too nervous. The Imperial Palace doesn't eat people."

Yuzhi just wanted to refute a few words, but inadvertently caught a glimpse of the slightly raised curtain, only gave her a fierce stare.

The carriage was gray. Gu Mingyan took it back. Yuzhi didn't kick any more.

When they got to the gate of the palace, they had to get out of the car and walk. Gu Mingyan held Yuzhi's sleeve tightly. When a palace maid was about to join them, Yuzhi waved: "my sister, Jiao Didi, don't provoke her."

"You are charming." Gu Mingyan kicked her up and left a light footprint on the skirt. Then a palace maid and a eunuch came to wipe the footprint clean. Duke Huang raised his hand and stopped the two men: "the rules in the Palace should be remembered. This is not a capricious place."

"I see." Yuzhi tugged at his sleeve and raised his hand to signal Mr. Huang to lead the way.

It's another 70000 round road. Gu Mingyan doesn't even have to open his eyes to recognize it. He follows Yuzhi obediently, steps into the imperial garden, makes a standard salute, and makes himself more elegant.

There was a murmur of the concubines talking around. Gu Mingyan's arm pulled over his skirt and sat down. As soon as the cuff swung smoothly, one arm fell steadily on his thigh, and the other hand raised slightly on it. The etiquette of the past few days is to do business. His fingertips are half hidden between the cuffs and his body is upright.

"Please enjoy it." A maid whispered to remind her, and put a few plates of pastry at her hand.

Gu Mingyan suddenly had an illusion, just like she had lost these eyes before.

She closed her eyes and was afraid of the darkness that came into her eyes. Her hands were more accurate than when she opened them. She squeezed a piece of cake into her mouth and put it into her mouth. She was afraid of the things that had lost her eyes. Suddenly she opened her eyes and half of the cake at her fingertips slipped on the skirt.

The palace maid next to her was shocked and wanted to arrange the skirt for her, but she lifted her hand slightly to brush away the cakes and looked at the scattered shadows in front of her and said, "it's just a skirt and a cake. I'll sit here and it's enough."

The palace maid retreated in a trance, but the person in front of her changed.

Duan Chengxuan, who was seated with Duan Chengxuan not far away, looked over, and Gu Mingyan looked at it as if he felt something. He clearly found that it was not just a person's shadow, so he raised the corner of his mouth and took the wine cup at hand and handed it to his mouth. His voice was not high or low: "I wish his Highness Prince Jing a happy match."

Duan Chengxuan listened to the truth, while Yuzhi gently pulled her wrist: "what do you think of?"

"Something lost." She introduced the glass of wine into her belly alone.

She saw a man's arm, saw the man put a mahogany hairpin in her hand, heard the man tell him before he died with those eyes that could not be closed - sorry.

At that moment, she knew that the man she loved wanted to use her to get everything, but because of his ambition, he was known by others. Finally, he was swept by a roll of grass and became a ghost in the mass grave. On the night of the wedding, she saw her own shadow and the man's shadow and left together.

Just like Duan Chengxuan and that shadow at this time.

It doesn't belong to her at all. It belongs to the first Gu Mingyan and later Gu Mingyan, but it doesn't belong to her.

The liquor was like fire, but she straightened her back with a light smile. When Dongfang xuan'er smiled and thanked her, she whispered, "it's a pity that you don't match him."

The whole banquet was quiet, and all the people looked at her.

"If you don't use your heart, you'll leave in the future; if you don't use your heart, you'll end up with a bad fate." Gu Ming's cigarette mouth angle always has a smile of indifference. He flicks his sleeve and puts his hand down. The cup is firmly in the center of the table.

Duan Chengxuan watched her every move, her eyes full of excitement.

She is always like this. She doesn't hide or hide. She never knows how to restrain her edge. She is the only one among the flowers that grows thorns. She doesn't care how many people she offends or how many waves she causes.

"Are you divining for Ben Wang?" Duan Chengxuan moves Dongfang Xuaner's hand and walks slowly to Gu Mingyan, looking down at her: "so, who is the good match of the king?"

"Who knows, I just told you the result of the rehearsal. If you offend me, please forgive me." Gu Mingyan's sharpness converged, and his body relaxed a little. He just looked up at the figure in front of him and tried not to laugh out: "Your Highness Prince Jing doesn't have to pay attention to it. These deduction is just emotional."

Dongfang xuan'er's face is blue. Why does this woman always know when to stand out.

Duan Chengxuan saw possessiveness in those gray eyes, tried to flatten the corners of his mouth, and walked back to his seat with his chin tight. Dongfang Xuaner kept up with her cleverly, while the empress in the eyes of all the people on the stage frowned slightly, and said in a loud voice, "Yu's promotion of occupation star, is Yuqing girl giving Xuaner advice?"

"If the destiny can be changed, everyone is in heaven. The empress is so demanding, I'm afraid it's the next day..." Before the voice fell, Yuzhi had come up to cover her mouth and whispered, "Yuqing is not well. I hope empress can allow me to take my sister to have a rest."

Dongfang nodded awkwardly and told people to wait on Haosheng.

And officials at the banquet began to stir up - so Dongfang Xuaner was not necessarily the best choice for King Jing.