Dark purple slant-collared cloud-ice gauze wide robe with water sleeves, light purple brocade trimmed with gold silk embroidery, peony tube top thin cigarette skirt, layers of water gauze flowing elegantly on the skirt, with circles of light swaying as she walked. , holding a long damask as red as blood and inlaid with gold silk, floating softly with her green hair in the breeze. The phoenix feathers on the crown of the nine-feathered phoenix hairpin are spread out, and the slender gemstone chains held in its mouth are It swayed slightly as she moved forward, and under the glaring glass light, it seemed like its owner was about to spread its wings and fly.
With a delicate face, picturesque eyebrows, and slender moon-like eyes, there is a sense of aloofness that is arrogant in the calm and indifferent nature. The woman who seems to have come out of an ancient scroll is like a white ray of pleasant fragrance. The smoke is like a dream that can be blown away by a gust of wind.
"Ruimin pays homage to your majesty, long live your majesty." While everyone was still immersed in the dream she weaved, she had already walked to the front of the palace, her manners were dignified and elegant, and she bowed.
Yes, she just bowed slightly and saluted with a status that was almost equal to that of an emperor. If it hadn't been passed on just now, everyone present would have felt that the woman in front of them was not a county conferred by Emperor Da Jing. The Lord is the queen from a neighboring country who came for a friendly visit.
Just because her movements are so natural and calm.
Emperor Hong'an woke up from his memories at the sound of Mu Jieyu's figure. Seeing Mu Jieyu salute, he raised his sharp eyebrows slightly, and the emperor's sharp eyes swept over Mu Jieyu's waist and along the silk thread. After bringing two strings of East beads hanging down, the corners of his lips raised almost invisible, and his voice was as majestic and deep as ever: "No courtesy."
"Thank you, Your Majesty for your grace." Mu Jieyu's slightly bowed waist immediately straightened up.
"I have long heard that Princess Ruimin is different from ordinary people. When I saw her today, the rumors were indeed true. Apart from the Queen Mother, I have never seen such a majestic and noble appearance in another woman in so many years." Xue, Imperial Concubine An. He glanced at the nine-feathered phoenix hairpin on Mu Jieyu's head, and smiled meaningfully. "No wonder the princess arrived late. She must have been busy dressing up and missed the time..."
Concubine An's words made the already silent atmosphere stagnant. A princess passed over the princess and queen and directly stood shoulder to shoulder with the queen mother. That was not a good sign.
The implications of Concubine An's words were particularly obvious, but in the presence of the emperor, few people dared to speak first, but Prince Jing, who had always been informal, smiled lovingly and waved to Mu Jieyu: "Minmin, Come to your father."
Mu Jieyu smiled and walked towards Prince Jing, who was the first person in the imperial palace.
"Why are you here at this time?" Prince Jing personally poured her a cup of warm-up tea. There was no trace of blame in his tone, only deep concern.
Prince Jing's caring words flowed into his heart as warmly as the tea in his mouth. Mu Jieyu smiled gently: "I lost my way after entering the palace."
Mu Jieyu's words are pure lies, not to mention that this is a villa built under the personal supervision of the Lu family. Even if it is a royal palace, there is a guard post every ten steps and a sentry post every five steps. From time to time, there are palace maids coming in and out, and you can pull anyone in. Even if you may not be able to find the way, you can at least find the person in charge.
But Prince Jing, who loves his daughter so much, couldn't hear the flaw in his words. He just looked at his daughter lovingly and asked softly: "Why is there no eunuch in charge or maid in charge to lead the way for you?"