254. Chapter 254 Noble, glamorous and blinding dog eyes 03
After three times, before the old emperor could say anything, the queen, who was kneeling with numb feet, was already ready to get up.
The queen participated in the heaven-sacrifice ceremony dozens of times. As long as the old emperor finished pouring three glasses of wine, it meant that the heaven-sacrifice ceremony was over.
The queen hammered her numb legs. It was strange that every time she offered sacrifices to heaven, there would always be priests dancing with ghostly faces on their faces. Why didn't they do this this time...
Just when the queen's knees had just left the ground, the eunuch chief next to the old emperor raised his voice: "Xuan Wen Quxing has an audience."
What? The queen paused, then raised her head, surrounded by officials and concubines.
The officials and concubines were all confused by the words of the chief eunuch. Isn't Wenquxing a stone statue? It's a shame to see him in person.
Everyone looked at each other, not knowing what was going on.
In the sedan chair under the cherry blossom tree, Dongfang Lengxie was thoughtful, stretched out his long and beautiful hand, and opened a corner.
In addition to Qingfeng taking the opportunity to get into the sedan chair, there was also the noise coming from down the mountain.
However, the words of the chief eunuch were spread down the mountain one by one by the eunuchs. Just as the people at the foot of the mountain were wondering what these words meant, the maiden in rich makeup next to the Qilin sedan moved.
This palace maid is none other than Yiduo.
I saw Yiduo lifting the sedan curtain and slowly stretching out a plain white hand.
The slender hands, the wrists as white as jade, are wrapped in clothes, and the arms full of round beauty can still be seen...
Baili Xixi, who had been bored in the sedan all morning, slowly walked out of the sedan.
There is no gold, no silver, and there is only a begonia flower in the black hair.
There is a jade moon hanging on her forehead, crystal earrings, she is wearing a genuine first-grade princess court dress, and an exquisite jade belt is tied around her waist - beautiful and calm, this is the attitude a princess should have.
But when Baili Xixi's figure entered the eyes of the dense crowd at the foot of the mountain, it aroused a lot of discussion.
It was a spring cloak about ten meters long, made of cloud brocade. There were no flowers that women liked, and a huge unicorn beast was embroidered on the purple-bottomed cloud brocade.
Three days is not enough to make a set of exquisite and gorgeous clothes, but three days is more than enough for twenty embroiderers to make a shawl.
The unicorn giant beast on the Yunjin brocade is huge in shape and majestic. Every strand of it, even its hair, is lifelike.
Coupled with the two magic crystals of fire-type eight-star monsters embellished at the eyes, the domineering side is revealed and intimidating.
When Baili Xixi walked up, the cloud brocade fluttered, and the unicorn seemed to be alive. Under the sun, it seemed to be jumping on the stairs.
Ordinary people did not know Baili Xixi's identity, and they could not see Baili Xixi's face with her back to them, but Baili Xixi's back fell in their eyes.
A woman appeared together with the emperor for the last time at the Heaven Sacrifice Ceremony. She was riding in an eight-person sedan, and her cloak was actually embroidered with a unicorn...
This woman, who is she?
How dare her cloak be embroidered with a giant unicorn that can only be found on the court uniforms of first-class officials?
Baili Xixi walked from the mountainside to the top of the mountain, and the sound of discussion was like waves from the foot of the mountain to the top of the mountain.
On this mountaintop full of wealthy and noble families, there is no shortage of people who know Baili Xixi, especially the queen who was once humiliated by Baili Xixi, and Baili Jingkang.
"Bili Xixi..." The queen covered her mouth, and her voice with a different tone flowed out from between her fingers.
"Xixi..." Baili Jingkang couldn't believe what he saw.
"..." Dongfang Lengxie hooked his hand on the sedan curtain and closed it again.
Huan Xiaokong, lying on the roof of the Muslim Taoist Temple, rubbed his eyes.
That woman with an indifferent face, who still maintains a noble, cool and domineering look at this moment when everyone is whispering loudly, is Baili Xixi?