After calming down, Yinye, who thought he understood the overall situation, boldly suggested, "Miss, stop making trouble. Can Yinye help you put on this rouge? Compared with this bright red rouge, I don't know how much better it looks before.
The emperor is here, but you can't make such a joke. The emperor has long known about the two brown spots on the young lady's face, so it won't be a problem if the emperor sees it, but if the emperor sees that the young lady deliberately painted her face like this
With this appearance, the emperor has a bad impression of the young lady."
The implication is that Zhenliang should have left a good first impression on the emperor.
Zhenliang pretended not to hear, straightened her clothes, stood up, raised her arms and turned around, smiling slightly, "Gold leaf, silver leaf, today is my happy day, don't you think so?"
Gold leaf and silver leaf replied nonchalantly, "Yes."
"You should wear bright red on your big day, right?"
"yes."
"Red is the color of good fortune, isn't it?"
"yes."
"So my lady's face is very festive and auspicious now, isn't it?"
"..." Only then did the two maids realize that they had gotten into the trap of the young lady, and they wanted to cry without tears.
After a while, Aji outside the door began to bang on the door again, shouting loudly, "I see the emperor, the emperor has entered the courtyard, gold leaves, silver leaves, are you ready?"
This unusual fast pace completely frightened the two maids. After a moment of silence, Yinye was the first to react and found a bright red kerchief from the drawer, which happened to match the bright red dress that Zhenliang was wearing.
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Silver leaf folded the kerchief quickly and carefully put it on Zhenliang's face, temporarily covering the two big red spots on her face.
Neither of the two maids dared to imagine what a horrific scene it would be if the emperor saw the young lady's face with his own eyes. Would the emperor be so angry that he would throw the young lady into the cold palace?
In order to prevent the young lady from being thrown into the cold palace by the emperor, the two maids thought about how to change the young lady's face back to its original appearance before entering the palace.
After regaining consciousness, Jinye quickly took a red hijab and covered Zhenliang's head.
Aji, who was outside the door, suddenly trembled his lips and lowered his voice and said, "Are you okay? The emperor has already walked to the middle of the courtyard."
"Okay, okay." Yinye responded impatiently, and for the time being there was no more noise from Aji outside the door.
Everything seemed to be ready, the two maids stood on both sides of Zhenliang, one holding her arm and walking out the door.
After walking a few steps, Jin Ye shouted, "Wait a minute."
The three of them stopped. Jinye let go of Zhenliang's arm, turned around and took a big red apple from the table, put it into Zhenliang's hand, and said, "Miss, I'll hold on to this apple. Wait until we come in."
It’s time to go back to the palace and return to the lady’s palace. Only when no one else is watching can the lady put it down. Be sure not to lose it on the way.”
Zhenliang grabbed the fresh apple that was full of moisture and weighed it. He asked in confusion, "Isn't it for me to quench my thirst on the road? What are you doing if you can't eat it even though you're holding it?"
Jinye had the urge to vomit blood, but Yinye immediately explained to her, "Miss, apples represent peace and safety. They are mascots, but you can't eat them."
"Oh." Zhenliang suddenly realized, and slowly remembered that he seemed to have seen a similar scene in some costume film before, that is, the bride had to hold an apple firmly in her hand to prevent it from falling.
Zhenliang looked at the bright red apple in his hand and muttered, "Kin Ye, are you bullying me for my small hands? Give me such a big apple? You, this is increasing the risk of me losing the apple, which is also increasing the problems between me and the emperor.
An unlucky risk.”
"Miss, don't talk nonsense. I don't think this apple is big." Jinye didn't want to be the culprit that caused the misfortune in her marriage. Just when he was thinking about whether to give the lady another apple, Aji came from outside again.
the sound of.
"Gold leaf, silver leaf, you two come out quickly. This is the emperor's order. Do you hear the order? Hurry up!"
The emperor's order?
Jinye and Yinye were stunned for a moment, then looked at each other with an ambiguous smile, and quickly helped Zhenliang sit down on a chair.
"Miss, the Emperor wants to be alone with you, so we have to leave." Yinye joked happily.
Jinye patted Zhenliang's shoulder and comforted her thoughtfully, "Miss, don't be afraid. Remember, don't let the emperor take off the kerchief."
Then, without waiting for Zhenliang to reply, the two maids left in a hurry.
Suddenly, the bedroom became quiet, and only Zhenliang was left.
Zhenliang swayed her legs and pouted, thinking, what does Nangong Lie want to do? Why send her two maids away? How annoying.
The red hijab on his head not only obscured his vision, but also held down a certain amount of weight. Zhenliang felt that it was in the way, so after thinking about it, he tore off the red hijab and threw it on the back of a chair beside him.
She really didn't understand that the person she was going to marry today was not an ordinary man, but the king of a country. How could he need to wear red clothes and a red hijab like an ordinary wedding? Isn't this pretentious?
Even if this is the special request of the real aunt, she is already wearing a bright red scarf on her face, so why does she need to do anything more?
The chaotic footsteps outside the door gradually disappeared, and the indoor and outdoor areas became equally quiet. But for some reason, the quieter it was, the harder it was for Zhenliang's heart to calm down.
Is it because she knows that the man named Nangong Lie is approaching danger step by step?
Come on, a man she doesn’t want to marry at all, what should she have to panic about?
Perhaps, her mood is normal, just normal nervousness for a king of a country.
Self-comfort had no effect. In order to ease the abnormal ups and downs of his mood, Zhenliang couldn't help but stand up and threw up the big red apple in his hand to play with.
The heavy apple was thrown high by her, and she caught it steadily again, and so on.
Once, twice, three times...
When Zhenliang silently counted to the ninth time, the door was pushed open silently from the outside, and the force of Zhenliang throwing the apple was affected by the outside world. He was nervous, and unexpectedly deviated from the track uncontrollably, and tilted towards the direction.
He flew quickly toward the door.
The man standing at the door was wearing a black robe, and his tall figure was like a jade tree facing the wind. He had a unique sense of dignity and pride, and his facial contours like a knife and a fire were the focus of the whole body and set off his temperament.
Outstanding, unmatched.
Zhenliang saw that the apple was about to hit his handsome face, which could be said to be miraculous. The man elegantly stretched out a big hand, and when the apple was less than half an inch away from his face, he pinched it firmly.
Then move away.
In Zhenliang's eyes, the man's series of movements were like a god walking out of a beautiful painting, beautiful and free, extraordinary and dreamy.
The apple didn't hit the man. It was really hard to hit the man, but his heartbeat kept accelerating.
She had to admit from the bottom of her heart that this handsome man with sharp eyebrows and phoenix eyes really amazed her.
