In the palace, Dawn Hall.Ww    W.

『BiQuGe.

CN

Living for a lifetime, Mi Huang’s life will be recovered, and she will live more in this life.

Ruyu's fingers slowly stroked every thread on the long phoenix robe hanging on the edge of the ivory phoenix bed (i.e., the clothes rod), hanging on the ivory phoenix bed, and then turned and walked into the dressing room, slid over the pieces of princess's regular clothes in the wardrobe, and finally chose a blue-purple blue-colored long skirt embroidered with a large white crabapple flower to put on it. This was sent to the palace by Sun Hou from southern Xinjiang this year. The clothes were excellent in terms of material and style, but for some reasons, she had never worn them. She dragged the long skirt and the waterfall as black as a long waterfall to the dressing table. Mi Huang picked up a comb and put it down for a moment.

Siqin followed quietly, and saw Mi Huang sitting in front of the dressing table, walking to the other side of the dressing table and picking up another comb, saying, "Princess, why don't you let me comb your fairy bun for you."

Mi Huang nodded slightly and looked at herself in the mirror, "Well, your vision and skills have always been the best."

As Siqin pinched a long black ribbon, she swung and wrapped her white hands in the black silk like flowers and butterflies. A high bun appeared in the bronze mirror and was decorated with blue jade rings to sway, and long blue rice beads hanged straight on their temples, making a very lively beauty.

This day, the autumn is clear and the sky is clear.

The rising sun penetrates the shallow clouds and sprinkles a piece of golden glass on the palace of Chu with golden walls and red tiles. Thousands of golden light shine everywhere, making people's eyes blurred.

The time, place, and people are harmonious, everything seems to be preparing for this day.

Mi Huang, who only brought Siqin and Sijian, Wen and Wu, left the palace, had a faint smile on her face. She half raised her plain hands and looked at the lofty clear sky outside the palace. She felt like fish jumping with a vast sea and a bird's flying. She turned around and smiled easily, "Siqin and Sijian, look, today's innocence is great! I haven't left the palace for a long time!"

Si Jian was puzzled, so he touched Datou and said, "Princess, we have just returned from outside the palace."

Siqin understood, how could he have a peaceful heart when he went to choose a city and looked at the sky outside the palace, "The princess is suffering from choosing a city!"

"How can you see such a bright day without guarding the clouds? You are also worried and scared with me." Mi Huang smiled calmly, then walked towards the gate outside the palace with bigger strides, and the light steps were rarely a little excited.

In her past and present life, this is the first time she stepped out of the Chu Palace and went out to play.

Finally, I was able to walk out of the backyard of this deep palace openly.

This feeling is really different.

As soon as he left the palace gate, the guards of the Huangyu Guard stood up and saluted, "Greatly send the eldest princess!"

"Um!"

He nodded lightly, looked around, and then saw two gorgeous four-horse carriages and a group of guards who had been parked under the century-old tree outside the palace gate for a long time.

The sunlight was filtered by the layers of leaves and leaked to his body, turning into a faint round and gently swaying halo. The young man like a zhilan tree stood under the tree, wearing a white jade crown on his head, a blue field jade tassel hanging on his waist, and a long robe with slanted collar and indigo wide-sleeved robe. It was extremely elegant. Under his handsome eyebrows, he was staring at the woman slowly walking at the palace gate with a bright look.

Looking at Mi Huang today with satisfaction, she looked up and down at the long skirt of the crabapple petals, and she was paired with a lively fairy bun. She was beautiful and charming. She was the 18-year-old girl with a jasper glory. She was full of youth and vitality. She was no longer the dress of a princess who was never tired of wearing it. She was rigid and regular, like a puppet holding a string in the deep palace.

The blue and purple skirt and his indigo robe are shallow and deep, and the two of them have a very tacit understanding.

"Go away!"

Zi Yan naturally took one of Mi Huang's jade hand with a smile of satisfaction, helped her get on the car quickly, and then he also turned over to the horse.

Mi Huang secretly rubbed Zi Yan's small hand tightly holding by the quilt, lifted the curtain and asked, "What are you doing when you are so anxious?"

"Huang'er has never heard of a folk legend. The original name of the Hehuan Tree is the tree of love. The flowers bloom and leaves bloom in the morning and evening. The couple standing under the tree only has one day's fate in this life. I want to be a husband and wife with you forever, how can you stand under this tree together?" Zi Yan looked confident, and even Mi Huang was a little timid when she heard this.

He glanced at Zi Yan who was nervous and curled his lips and urged, "Then you still parked the carriage under this tree, why don't you leave quickly!"

When Siqin and Si Jian heard this, they smiled and got on the carriage driven by Jiang Liu behind.

Zi Yan, who had a smile on his face, looked at the bright autumn sky, "The princess has an order! Qingpu, don't go to the suburbs of East Lake yet!"

Mi Huang, who was sitting in the carriage, lifted the curtain again and asked, "Didn't you agree to go shopping for wedding celebrations today?"

"But such a beautiful light, wouldn't it be disappointed if you don't walk first?" Zi Yan said that, as he clamped his Aima Yanbing under him, he rode out first, "Qingpu, get on!"

"Yes, young master!" Qingpu, who was driving a carriage, raised his whip and headed towards the suburbs of East Lake.

Hearing this, Mi Huang tightened the syrup skirt at her hand, applied Zhu Dan's diamond lips to pull out a bright curve, lifted up her long feather eyelashes, and turned her eyes to the man riding a tall horse walking in front of the carriage. She saw that wherever he went, the people gave in, and then left a royal road for their carriage to pass.

The road to the suburbs of Donghu Lake is to pass through the most prosperous Yanghe Avenue in Yingdu. The roads are surrounded by people shoulder to shoulder, as well as various shops, hawkers and hawkers and bargaining sounds, one after another, looking very lively.

When their carriage arrived outside the East Lake, many young men and women were already walking together by the lakeside with golden leaves covered with golden leaves. There was also a large racecourse on the lakeside for the nobles to race horses. On the lakeside, a scholar and son made an appointment with a beauty to raft on the lake.

Ruo Ao Ziyan first turned over and got off the horse, then walked to the side of the car, stretched out a simple hand, "Let's go, take you to meet a few acquaintances and run around."

When Mi Huang lifted the curtain, she still saw this slender jade hand with distinct joints, which was cleanly different from her own hands. Because she had long held the sword and killed the enemy, she had already had a thin calluse. Then there was this man who always smiled gracefully. This time she tried to take the initiative to put her hand on the big hand, and slowly walked off the carriage as he shook his trembling and undulating.

This is the man who will live this life with her hand.

Mi Huang smiled low and replied with a "good" look.

Zi Yan held Mi Huang's jade hand with his backhand, and his affectionate lips pulled out an equally bright curve, leading her to the racetrack on the side.

Siqin, Sijian and Qingpu were walking behind the two, while Jiang Liuliu kept a distance of not far or near.

Si Jian secretly gestured with his two hands, one deep and one shallow backs, "Look, the princess and the prince consort have a lot of clothes today."

Qingpu smiled and said with a smile, "You don't know. My young master chose this outfit all morning for this dress. He was afraid of being out of the way, attracting bees and butterflies, and being inferior. He would be disliked by the princess. The more difficult it would be."

Although he agreed very much, Siqin still had the style of a maid, with one hand on her waist and the other lit the foreheads of Si Jian and Qingpu, and said, "You two have said too much, shut up!"

Jiang Zeliu followed behind, looked at the three of them, rolling his eyes expressionlessly.
Chapter completed!