She didn't know whether this was good or bad, so she could only take it one step at a time.
Caicai went to the palace not many times.
Every year, there is either a distinguished guest coming to the palace, the birthday of the Queen Mother or the festival at the end of the year. In total, there are only three or four opportunities to enter the palace a year.
The palace is located among the trees, with glazed tile roofs exposed, just like a golden island.
Looking from a distance, the crimson palaces look like they are embedded in the snow.
Everything is covered with snow, and there is a thick layer of snow on the branches. It melts very slowly in the sun. When the sun shines down, the fallen snow shines brightly. At a glance, it looks bright.
After getting off the sedan chair, Feng Linxue followed the crowd of women in Moye City.
Mo Yecheng didn't bring many women into the palace this time.
In addition to his main concubine, there are two side concubines.
There was also Concubine Ling who was favored by him and was lucky enough to be with him. It was probably the first time she entered the palace. Concubine Ling's face was full of novelty. Everything she saw was interesting. She covered her lips and whispered something with a smile on her lips.
A slight smile.
Winter nights come quickly.
It was still bright when we set off from the palace, but soon after arriving at the palace, dusk came quickly.
A crescent moon passed over the delicate turret, casting a hazy yellow light inside the high wall.
The palace maids who led the way carried exquisite and beautiful palace lanterns in their hands.
After walking through the long corridor and walking through several twists and turns, we finally arrived at our destination tonight.
The garden was very lively, and many people had already arrived.
When Mo Yecheng appeared, almost everyone stopped their discussion and turned back to look at him.
With his glory, Feng Linxue felt that she had become the center of attention.
"The City Prince is here."
I don't know who shouted first, and then a large number of people gathered around and said all kinds of flattering words one after another.
"Prince Cheng, I heard that the emperor recently intends to let Prince Cheng help manage state affairs. The emperor really values Prince Cheng."
"The Prince of the City is not only wise in his dealings, but also very filial to the Emperor. No wonder the Emperor's favorite prince is the Prince of the City."
Feng Linxue resisted the urge to roll her eyes...
This group of sycophants, their flattery is too obvious.
Fortunately, Mo Yecheng didn't seem to like being flattered, so he declined and left the crowd before anyone could say a few words.
Feng Linxue secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
If she continues to listen to all kinds of flattery, she has no way to guarantee that she won't be able to bear it and sneak away.
After a while, a eunuch came with a white face and red lips, a very delicate appearance, and shouted in a thin voice, "My lords, please take your seats quickly, the emperor is coming soon."
Soon, the lively crowd dispersed and returned to their respective places.
However, no one dared to sit down before the emperor came.
A moment later, the eunuch was heard shouting in a long, high-pitched voice, "The emperor has arrived."
The emperor, wearing a bright yellow dragon robe, sat on the imperial throne.
Feng Linxue raised her head and glanced quickly.
The emperor looks very young, in his early forties, well-maintained, with almost no wrinkles on his face. He looks handsome and elegant. As the king of a country, he has a noble and majestic temperament about him.
He is not as fat as ordinary middle-aged uncles. He is thin and tall. In the 21st century, he is a very attractive middle-aged uncle. She doesn't know whether this is a good thing or a bad thing. She can only take it one step at a time.
Already.
Caicai went to the palace not many times.
Every year, there is either a distinguished guest coming to the palace, the birthday of the Queen Mother or the festival at the end of the year. In total, there are only three or four opportunities to enter the palace a year.
The palace is located among the trees, with glazed tile roofs exposed, just like a golden island.
Looking from a distance, the crimson palaces look like they are embedded in the snow.
Everything is covered with snow, and there is a thick layer of snow on the branches. It melts very slowly in the sun. When the sun shines down, the fallen snow shines brightly. At a glance, it looks bright.
After getting off the sedan chair, Feng Linxue followed the crowd of women in Moye City.
Mo Yecheng didn't bring many women into the palace this time.
In addition to his main concubine, there are two side concubines.
There was also Concubine Ling who was favored by him and was lucky enough to be with him. It was probably the first time she entered the palace. Concubine Ling's face was full of novelty. Everything she saw was interesting. She covered her lips and whispered something with a smile on her lips.
A slight smile.
Winter nights come quickly.
It was still bright when we set off from the palace, but soon after arriving at the palace, dusk came quickly.
A crescent moon passed over the delicate turret, casting a hazy yellow light inside the high wall.
The palace maids who led the way carried exquisite and beautiful palace lanterns in their hands.
After walking through the long corridor and walking through several twists and turns, we finally arrived at our destination tonight.
The garden was very lively, and many people had already arrived.
When Mo Yecheng appeared, almost everyone stopped their discussion and turned back to look at him.
With his glory, Feng Linxue felt that she had become the center of attention.
"The City Prince is here."
I don't know who shouted first, and then a large number of people gathered around and said all kinds of flattering words one after another.
"Prince Cheng, I heard that the emperor recently intends to let Prince Cheng help manage state affairs. The emperor really values Prince Cheng."
"The Prince of the City is not only wise in his dealings, but also very filial to the Emperor. No wonder the Emperor's favorite prince is the Prince of the City."
Feng Linxue resisted the urge to roll her eyes...
This group of sycophants, their flattery is too obvious.
Fortunately, Mo Yecheng didn't seem to like being flattered, so he declined and left the crowd before anyone could say a few words.
Feng Linxue secretly breathed a sigh of relief.
If she continues to listen to all kinds of flattery, she has no way to guarantee that she won't be able to bear it and sneak away.
After a while, a eunuch came with a white face and red lips, a very delicate appearance, and shouted in a thin voice, "My lords, please take your seats quickly, the emperor is coming soon."
Soon, the lively crowd dispersed and returned to their respective places.
However, no one dared to sit down before the emperor came.
A moment later, the eunuch was heard shouting in a long, high-pitched voice, "The emperor has arrived."
The emperor, wearing a bright yellow dragon robe, sat on the imperial throne.
Feng Linxue raised her head and glanced quickly.
The emperor looks very young, in his early forties, well-maintained, with almost no wrinkles on his face. He looks handsome and elegant. As the king of a country, he has a noble and majestic temperament about him.
He is not as fat or tall as the average middle-aged uncle. In the 21st century, he would be a very attractive middle-aged uncle.