Outside the palace gate, the leaves were quiet, but there were more people than before. Many of them came to see Murong Yan specifically.
They all panicked when they saw the emperor, and after hurriedly saluting, Nan Fengyu waved his hand and said tolerantly: "Princess Murong returned to the palace today.
I am very happy in my heart, so there is no need for you to avoid it.”
Ye Qingmian stood there quietly, with no waves in his eyes.
She knew in her heart that Nan Fengyu did this deliberately in front of everyone because she wanted to see if Ye Qingmian would be jealous because of Murong Yan.
As a burst of noise slowly came, a sedan with eight people carrying it slowly came in.
The sedan is made of an extremely precious and heavy fabric. From the outside it looks like nothing, but inside it is something special and very luxurious. The level of luxury can be compared to the Empress Dowager's bedroom.
After several people put down the sedan, a maid stepped forward and carefully lowered the roller blind. She helped Murong Yan out of the sedan with great attention and care. In an instant, the maids and guards watching outside the palace gate were all shocked.
A pair of eyes, unblinking
Ye Qingmian also looked intently at the woman in front of him - Murong Yan
She is wearing a sky blue dress, which exudes an unparalleled light because it is of high quality. On her head are pearls and jade rings, as well as small, light blue hairpins and a pair of pictures on her body.
shine
Her complexion is as beautiful as the autumn moon, a pair of water-cut eyes are glowing, the bridge of her small nose is slightly straight, her sexy mouth is thin, decorated with light red lips, and her figure is thin and unique.
What a beauty!
Princess Murong seems to be more beautiful than when she left last year.
The maids couldn't help but whisper
"My concubine is here to see the emperor." Murong Yan catered to the public's attention without any surprise and did not avoid it. It was very natural.
"Yan'er, why are you so polite? Come here and let me take a good look." Nan Fengyu rushed over to help Murong Yan up, and naturally shook off Ye Qingmian's little hand with one hand. It seemed to be inadvertent and very...
natural
But Ye Qingmian's heart suddenly felt empty, as if a very heavy stone had fallen from his heart.
"Your Majesty, you are really good at joking. What's so good about Yan'er?" Murong Yan's eyes were wandering, her face was charming.
"Princess Murong is really too modest. A beauty like this, who only exists in heaven and not on earth, can say that she is not beautiful. Then shouldn't women like us go drink the northwest wind and commit suicide with a knife?
"Jing Guiren's voice came, with a mocking tone.
"It turns out it's you, sister. When I was in Wuya Kingdom, I heard that my sister seemed to be unhappy. My sister thought it was a rumor. But after seeing her today, she believed it. It turned out that she was really unhappy.
Ah, if not, how could you say such a thing?"
Murong Yan's expression did not change and she looked at Nan Fengyu with an expression, but there was a little bit of sarcasm in her tone.
"Really, sister, you really think too highly of me, sister. Although my life is not very satisfactory, fortunately, I am free from illness and disaster. I don't need to make a medicine jar all day long." Jing Guiren glared and glared.