Mo Xiaohuan walked to the entrance of the palace without putting on any clothes and watched the servants walking around, preparing for Yu Beixian's arrival.
Although it was the end of winter, the chill was still quite strong, but Mo Xiaohuan did not feel cold, but was very excited.
"Princess, please put on some clothes, otherwise the prince will blame the servants for making it difficult for them to deal with."
A little maid came out with a large fur coat in her hand and stood next to Mo Xiaohuan
Mo Xiaohuan looked back and saw that she was about to say it was okay, but then she sneezed immediately. Such a chain reaction told her that she had caught the wind.
Mo Xiaohuan put on the fur coat in the hands of the little maid, glanced at her, and suddenly thought of Xiao Tao
Putting on the fur coat, she suddenly felt a warmth on her back. She lowered her head and looked at the fur coat on her body.
Suddenly, fragments of the past came to mind - one by one
"Miss, hurry up and put on a coat, or you'll catch a cold and it won't be good."
"Miss, it's very cold today, please put on more clothes."
"Miss, the azaleas in the garden are blooming."
"Miss……"
"Miss……"
In her heart, Mo Xiaohuan actually hopes that someone can stay with her, no matter where she goes.
Xiao Tao was once the person she trusted most. Although he betrayed her, he was still loyal.
From the moment she came here, Xiao Tao has been with her, always following her, like a little sister.
Mo Xiaohuan looked at the little maid in front of her, her beautiful eyes suddenly became moist, and her nose was blown red by the cold wind at the entrance of the palace.
Mo Xiaohuan turned away and looked in the direction of the garden.
A sudden gust of wind blew up the hem of Mo Xiaohuan's floor-length dress and rolled it up around her feet.
Long black hair fluttering in the wind
At this moment, her beautiful eyes are slightly moist. She is standing dancing with the strong wind, with fair skin and black hair.
The sun in the sky has not yet come out, and only the dazzling light shines on her.
She is like the proud and upright goddess of justice in the palace of heaven
"Princess, it's very windy here. Please go back to the palace." The little maid spoke again, and Lajia returned to her thoughts.
Mo Xiaohuan slowly walked back to the palace
"Slave, please give your regards to the princess."
Suddenly a middle-aged woman's voice came from the door
Mo Xiaohuan, who had already entered the hall, heard a familiar voice and turned around to look at the person.
Unexpectedly, she saw a man dressed as a steward slightly bending his head to salute her.
And behind her were two neat rows of followers, lined up in a row.
"No gift." Mo Xiaohuan walked a few steps slowly and sat down on a chair in the hall.
When the maid saw that she was about to sit down, she quickly put a cotton pad on the chair to prevent the cold chair from being uncomfortable.
In response to her thoughtfulness, Mo Xiaohuan glanced at her, and Xiao Tao's shadow passed through her heart again.
"Princess Xie" the leader raised his head and looked at Mo Xiaohuan, slightly surprised.
Mo Xiaohuan raised her head and realized that she was the aunt in charge of Zhaoxu Palace. She had seen
"Which palace are you in charge of?" Mo Xiaohuan said softly.
The steward aunt was worthy of being the person who had been in the big scene. She quickly recovered from her surprise, lowered her head slightly and said: "Back to the princess, I am the steward aunt of Zhaoyang Palace. I came to Fuyao Palace on the orders of the prince.
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It is said that the new princess looks very similar to the previous princess. When she saw her today, it turned out to be true. The aunt in charge thought of the past Golgori and had mixed feelings.
"Oh? What are your orders, Your Majesty?" Mo Xiaohuan quietly glanced at the two rows of followers standing behind her.
The two rows of attendants standing behind the steward's aunt were motionless and stood very straight, showing that they had been trained.