"Your Majesty, the palace is heavily guarded, and the empress will definitely not be in danger."
Seeing the emperor looking worriedly in the direction of the palace, the secret guard thought that the emperor was worried about his empress' safety!
When he stopped in front of the palace gate today, Jun Yanan was so frightened that he almost rushed forward!
Fortunately, Changying and Zhaoyang were later invited, and casualties were avoided.
"Who said I was worried?"
Jun Yan'an was so stubborn that he just didn't want to admit his little thoughts.
He is the emperor, and what he has to worry about is national affairs. How can he be fettered by a woman?
"A flying pigeon came to the palace again to deliver a message. Would the Emperor want to go back first?"
Originally, it was the job of these secret guards to protect the Queen, but who would have thought that the Emperor would come running over without saying a word.
Even though the emperor said nothing, they all knew in their hearts that the emperor lost his temper when he heard that his empress and the regent were in the same room.
But now, the truth has come to light, and the truth has been revealed. The regent came all the way for Princess Changying, and he never changed his mind from the beginning to the end.
What else is the emperor worried about?
"You're all here! What are you doing in such a hurry to go back? Civil and military officials receive a salary from the court. Do they only receive a salary and not work? Tomorrow is the Torch Festival, which is one of the most lively festivals in southern Xinjiang. Now that it's here
, naturally I want to join in the fun to make this trip worthwhile!"
The secret guard just reminded him kindly, but it made Jun Yanan scold him.
"Your Majesty, calm down!"
The secret guard quickly admitted his mistake with humility, he had overstepped!
Torch Festival
"Qingyao, today is the most grand festival in our southern Xinjiang, the Torch Festival! There are many good men in our southern Xinjiang. They will try their best tonight, wrestling, riding horses, and archery! You have to dress up well!"
It was only in these two days that Changying learned about Duan Qingyao's amnesia.
She has experienced the life in the palace, surrounded by high walls and nothing but dead things like gold, silver and jewels.
Life in the palace is not as beautiful as outsiders imagine!
I don’t know what Jun Yanan is thinking. In those days when Qingyao was not around, he looked like he must be Qingyao.
How pitiful God is, it’s not easy to cultivate to the right level!
This Jun Yan'an actually learned to change his mind when he sees things different!
No wonder Duan Qingyao couldn't stand these stimulations and decided to leave the capital.
"Dressing up? What does this have to do with me? I'm not a hero!"
Duan Qingyao did not understand Changying's profound meaning at all.
"Every man in our southern Xinjiang is a hero, he always speaks his words, and he loves his wife the most! If you don't want to go back to Dashun, why not find a good husband in southern Xinjiang! My father will protect you, look.
Who dares to bully you?"
Changying has a smart mind. Since Junyan can be in the Three Palaces and Sixth Courtyard, why can't Qingyao find another good gentleman?
It was him who was unkind in the first place, so he can't blame her for being unjust!
"What nonsense are you talking about!"
Duan Qingyao was shocked by Changying's words. Did she think that she came all the way here just to participate in some torch festival and choose a good husband?
"I have never thought about this! No matter how good a man from southern Xinjiang is, I just need to appreciate him and appreciate him!"
"It doesn't matter if I didn't think about it before, just think about it now! No, no, it's not something you can just think about. When fate comes, you can't hide from it! These are the clothes I specially picked for you. You
Put it on quickly!"
Chang Ying happily took out a set of glittering golden dresses, which were their unique southern Xinjiang gauze skirts, as well as a small hat and veil!
"No need?"
It turns out that Changying came prepared!
Looking at such a grand outfit, Duan Qingyao waved her hand and refused.
"Do as the Romans do, is it possible that when you go to the Torch Festival in the evening, you would wear something like this? That would be even more eye-catching!"
Changying was right, Duan Qingyao thought about it and reluctantly took the clothes.
"It's so beautiful! If you didn't tell me, no one would know that you are from Dashun!"
When Duan Qingyao changed her clothes and came out, Changying's eyes widened.
Qingyao originally had a good figure, but now this well-tailored shirt and skirt made her figure even more beautiful.
"This dress is worth a lot at first glance. It must be very expensive, right? Such a beautiful dress, whoever wears it will look better!"
One look at the gold and silver threads and inlaid jewelry on this skirt, it must have been made by a famous artist.
"A good horse has a good saddle, and such a beautiful dress must match the most beautiful woman! Let alone a man, even I can't help but see stars in my eyes when I see you!"
The more Changying watched, the more satisfied she became. She could basically predict what would happen at night.
"exaggerate!"
"It's not an exaggeration at all! Just put on the veil! Come with me!"
Outside the house, Huo Buxiu and Zhaoyang were already ready.
Xiao Zhaoyang wore a red dress, a black vest, and a red veil. She was bright and charming, and she looked like a perfect beauty.
Even Huo Buxiu changed into a blue Nanjiang robe.
"Uncle, this is the first time I see you wearing blue, you look good!"
Duan Qingyao gave Huo Buxiu a thumbs up.
I don’t know what the reason is, but both Huo Buxiu and Jun Yanan have a special liking for Xuan Er.
Except for the dragon robe, Jun Yanan's casual clothes when going out are only black.
If Jun Yanan were allowed to try such bright colors, maybe he would be a pretty boy too!
What happened to me? I suddenly thought of Jun Yanan again.
"Your Majesty is so beautiful, like a fairy!"
Zhaoyang was attracted by Qingyao's skirt and walked around her again and again, unable to put it down!
"No Xiu, tell the truth, Qingyao looks so good dressed up like this!"
Huo Buxiu nodded honestly: "It looks good!"
"Then the question comes, is Qingyao better-looking or me?"
Changying deliberately stood next to Duan Qingyao. Today she was wearing a light blue skirt. Although it was elegant and attractive, it was not as luxurious as Duan Qingyao's body.
Today, she wants to leave the best opportunity to Duan Qingyao.
After all, I already have the most precious Huo Buxiu, what else is there to compare with?
The kind-hearted Changying couldn't help but think that if she hadn't appeared and snatched Huo Buxiu away.
Perhaps, Huo Buxiu and Qingyao should be able to live happily together now, right?
When Huo Buxiu heard this question, his expression tightened.
This is a question. If you are not careful, all your efforts these days will be in vain!
The silent Huo Buxiu didn't dare to breathe, let alone answer!
Changying suppressed a smile, but continued to ask seriously: "Is it because you don't know, or you don't dare to answer?"
"I--"
Huo Buxiu felt a chill in his back, and felt that the gate of hell was not far away from him at all!
"Uncle, don't you think this dress is very beautiful?"