Chapter 2 The first night of acquaintance is very ecstasy
Hua Xuanji will never forget the intoxication she felt that night.
Under the dim candlelight, the man's broad chest looked like it was made of mutton fat. It was stained with a layer of fine beads of sweat. When her legs were separated, Hua Xuanji vaguely remembered the pain most clearly. .
The lower body felt as if it had been torn apart by sharp knives, but the man seemed to be very happy. The sound of rough breathing came from his mouth one after another, mixed with a storm of kisses. Hua Xuanji especially remembered that his kiss was very deep and touching. It's intoxicating, with a light mint aroma.
But the saddest thing for Hua Xuanji was that she didn't even see his face clearly in the end, but he only left a fan with his name.
There were two words written on it with extremely strong strokes. - Ye Sheng, Ye Sheng, right? I remember you. Hua Xuanji's lips were slightly hooked, with a fox-like smile.
A broken fan, she is a modern woman in the 21st century, although she does not value virginity, but it is not worth a broken fan.
He took out the fan he cursed thousands of times from his pocket and threw it to the ground. He was about to step on it a few times to show public outrage, but he stopped.
It was her first time anyway, even though she just kept the fan. And the fan was very beautifully made, definitely made of fine sandalwood, and every pattern seemed to have been carefully crafted. Hua Xuanji gritted her teeth and picked up the fan again. She stamped her feet dissatisfied to let go of her anger, carefully put the fan into her arms, and pushed open the door to the room.
"Miss, you're back." Qingge ran over to her and said in a panic: "My master has an order to hold a royal banquet tonight for the prince and princes to choose a princess. Hurry up and let the slaves dress you up. If it's too late, It’s too late.”
Hua Xuanji sat obediently in front of the mirror, letting Qingge play with her hair, playing with the scattered hair in front of her head with one hand, and asked with some confusion: "Isn't there that coffin, why do you want me to go? "
"Miss, have you forgotten about your engagement with the prince?" Qing Ge asked in surprise.
"Oh..." Hua Xuanji nodded vaguely in understanding. The previous memory was repeatedly reflected in her head, and she said vaguely, "I remembered it."
Then he pointed at the gorgeous clothes and luxurious jewelry that were delivered and said in a long tone: "So, there are so many good things."
"Yes." Qing Ge said happily, while choosing a luxurious walking stick and inserting it on Hua Xuanji's head, she said sincerely: "From now on, Miss, you can be the Crown Princess, and you don't have to look at Madam anymore. The ladies are acting on their faces."
"Really?" Hua Xuanji murmured carelessly, suddenly remembering the scene of almost being raped by someone that night, and secretly felt in her heart that things seemed not that simple. Looking at Qingge's happy look, it was difficult to brush her off. Xing, he smiled and stared at the pile of clothes reflected in the bronze mirror. He narrowed his watery eyes and said with a smile, "I want the bright red one."
"Red?" Qingge asked doubtfully: "Miss, don't you hate the color red the most? You often say it looks like blood and looks scary."
"That was once." Hua Xuanji smiled, "Besides, the old man finally gave us some good clothes. I would be sorry if we didn't dress up more beautifully."
Hua Xuanji took the light singer's suit and unfolded it. It was made of bright red material and the same color trim was embroidered with complicated cloud patterns with gold thread. It was long and fell to the ground. There were large peonies embroidered on it, which looked luxurious.
Rather than vulgar.
Looking at the beautiful little person in the mirror, Hua Xuanji casually put a little cherry red on her pale lips with her jade finger. In the mirror, Hua Xuanji's beautiful and handsome face was even more outstanding. Hua Xuanji held it in her hands.
Looking at myself in the mirror, I couldn't help but marvel.
With her eyebrows slanting into her temples, a pair of almond-shaped eyes with clear black and white, curled eyelashes and supple skin, coupled with the decoration on her head, it would be no exaggeration to say that she is the most beautiful woman in the world.
Qingge picked out an emerald green hairpin from Hua Xuanji's jewelry box and praised: "Young lady is really the most beautiful."
Hua Xuanji remained silent. Under Qingge's service, she put the bright red gauze dress on her body, then turned to look at the scattered jewelry and shabby clothes. A trace of sadness surged into her heart for a moment.
Hua Xuanji.
So what if she has a stunning appearance, she can only be buried under coarse linen clothes every day. Even if she is given luxurious clothes, she can only make green leaves. Standing behind her sister, who is the same father, and looking at the scenery of others.
Facing the bright bronze mirror, she raised her hands, and the people in the mirror also raised their hands. She turned around, and the people in the mirror slowly turned around too.
A meaningful smile appeared on Hua Xuanji's face, and her fingers gently touched the coldness on the bronze mirror.
Hua Xuanji, let me finish what you can't accomplish. Since I inherited your body, I must get back everything you have lost and deserved.
By the time I went out, the moonlight had already covered the earth, and the entire palace was so quiet that I could only smell the faint chirping of insects and the occasional call of wild geese flying by.
A middle-aged man in luxurious clothes with a few strands of beard came over and held Hua Xuanji's hand affectionately. A lady wearing very gorgeous clothes on the side pretended to be happy and said: "Our Xuanji is really slim and graceful."
, no wonder even the prince can’t forget it.”
"Second Madam, this flattery is not done casually. If it weren't for the fact that her dead mother once saved the prince's life, and the prince's mother-in-law made a marriage contract out of gratitude, there is no guarantee who will marry the prince."
The lady in a rose-red dress and her hair full of jewelry took Hua Guancai's hand and said disdainfully.
Hua Guancai's eyes were staring at Hua Xuanji full of hatred. However, there was a beautiful smile on her face, and she said with a smile on her face: "The emperor's edict has not been issued yet, let's draw a conclusion now.
Isn’t it a little early, eh? Sister?”
The Prime Minister's face was a little displeased. He covered his lips and coughed a few times. He said with a serious face: "You still don't care about me as a master. Hurry up and get on the carriage. Who is responsible for the delay?"
Huaguancai was stunned, shook her embroidered handkerchief and angrily got on the carriage.
Hua Xuanji's carriage followed the Prime Minister's carriage. It was very exquisitely carved with jade and stone. The horse was also of the highest quality. It was obvious that the Prime Minister attached great importance to this occasion.
Hua Xuanji smiled disdainfully. In her memory, the lady who just praised her seemed to be the one who poured water on her feet when she and her mother entered the house for the first time.
Sure enough, if a person wants to be prosperous, it will be difficult for them not to jump on it. But what if they are going to be depressed?
The carriage drove unsteadily to the palace, shaking Hua Xuanji's head like a pot of paste. Seeing that everyone else acted as if nothing was wrong, she sincerely marveled at the endurance of the ancients.
When Hua Xuanji arrived, the banquet had already begun. After everyone was seated, the prime minister quickly bowed and apologized to the emperor: "Your Majesty, I'm really sorry. I have something to do at home, so I came a little late. Could you please
Your Majesty, please forgive me."
Hua Xuanji was sitting closer to the front. When she heard the Prime Minister calling the Emperor, she quickly put her head over and looked at the Emperor carefully. She saw that the old man was at least seventy years old, with three long beards. His gray hair was tied up with a gold crown.
, wearing a dragon robe, he looks extremely majestic. Even his smile gives people a cold and intimidating force.
The emperor was not angry. He stretched out his big hand to tie his gray beard and said with a smile: "Then my dear, you will have to punish yourself with a drink."