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Chapter 295: Whimsical and Beautiful

The queen sat in a high position, holding a veil, raising her armored fingers to cover the raised corners of her lips, with a deep smile and gloating in her eyes.

The eldest prince happily drank three glasses of wine in a row.

"Get up, don't say this kind of thing again in the future." How could the emperor not understand Luo Jingyao's sowing discord, but it just got into his heart. Looking at the happiness between the empress and the eldest prince's eyebrows, his eyebrows were even more so.

A sinking.

Brothers and sisters, they are plotting against each other one by one.

He wanted to scold the two of them, but he was afraid that Luo Jingyao would see the joke, so he could only endure it, took a sip of strong wine and turned around to leave.

The family dinner on New Year's Eve ended like this.

As for staying up late, it is up to the palace servants to do it, and no masters are needed.

Luo Jingyao and Prince An looked at each other and smiled. Her body, as straight as a pine and cypress, was wrapped in a blue brocade robe, which perfectly matched the person pushing him from behind. The clothes were of the same color, and even the hangings were similar. She leaned closer and listened.

The people behind covered their mouths and smiled and raised their eyebrows.

The man pursed his lips slightly, his eyes full of smiles.

"I have met His Royal Highness Prince An and His Majesty Princess An."

"Who are you?"

Luo Jingyao looked at the little palace maid in front of her with confusion.

"This servant is from Rui'an Palace to serve Young Master Yi. Yi Meiren invites Princess An to come to the palace to have a chat."

"Little Master Yi? Beauty? Who is she?" Luo Jingyao was even more confused, and she didn't even think of it for a while.

King An squeezed Luo Jingyao's little hand.

"The young master said that he had a chance encounter with the princess to repay the favor of the previous encounter."

Luo Jingyao narrowed her eyes, it was a one-sided relationship? Ha!

"Yimei, aren't you afraid of getting involved with me and letting people know your origin?" Luo Jingyao said straightforwardly.

The little palace maid raised her eyes in surprise, then quickly lowered her head.

"Tell her that I don't owe her anything, let her do what she wants." Don't be too whimsical. You can figure out what Dieyi wants to do with the back of your head.

Luo Jingyao pushed An Wang away directly. After getting on the carriage, Luo Jingyao sneered.

"She knew that it was hard to get along in the palace, and she thought that my departure was fueled and calculated by me, so she wanted to make me a fellow disciple. Behind me were Prince An's Palace and Duke Zhenguo's Palace, and she even wanted to take the initiative herself.

Use this matter as a threat to ask me to accommodate her and make her successful again and again. After all, she is a brothel girl, and her horizons are limited." If she stays well in the Second Prince's Mansion, she might still have a place for her, and now...hehe

, the Second Prince’s Mansion didn’t even understand it yet, so it wanted to enter a bigger battlefield. It was really whimsical.

"Aren't you afraid that she will tell the emperor?" King An looked at Luo Jingyao funny and handed her a cup of hot tea.

"She doesn't dare. Her background cannot withstand scrutiny. However, after today's incident, if the emperor really likes it, he will definitely send someone to investigate. If he is tired of it, then it will be like that. However, I am afraid that her life will not be the same.

It's so good, even if she is no longer favored, she has become a being that other concubines have to get rid of. If they know her origin again, I am afraid that they will only die." The second prince will also have to suffer.

"Besides, what does it have to do with me? There's nothing wrong with one or two people escaping from the brothel just after the chaos." Luo Jingyao spread her hands with an innocent look on her face, and Hong Jian and the others were not led in and out by her.

There were banquets in various places, but who knew it was hers?

In the side hall of Rui'an Hall in the palace, Dieyi is wearing a pink gauze dress, her beautiful skin is looming, and her skin is like gelatin. Her hair is draped softly behind her, and her face is determined to win. She has red lips and seductive eyes.

Looking at the splendid palace and the exquisite and luxurious furnishings, she took a deep breath. This is the life she should live. There are many slaves. As long as she is favored, not to mention the servants, those with higher status than her can only say

Say something mean.

The only thing that cannot be compared with others is family background. Although she was born with it, it does not mean that she cannot work hard the day after tomorrow.

But not long after, the little palace maid hurried over with her head lowered, and knelt on the ground with a plop, her head on the ground and shivering.

Dieyi's heart tightened, so Princess An didn't agree?

If the second prince hadn't been less powerful than Princess An's family after her death, why would she have to abandon the near and seek the far away.

But now she can't get close to the second prince at all, and the imperial concubine doesn't understand her. The second prince only asks her to say good things quietly and take action at critical moments, but there is no considerable money to give her. In the palace, there is no money.

, it is difficult to move forward step by step.

Although the imperial concubine would not go out of her way to embarrass her, she would not protect her either, which made her want to form an alliance.

"Say it."

"Go back to the young master, Princess An, let the young master take care of himself."

"Go down." Dieyi fell down on the couch with a blank look in her eyes. She knew that Princess An was unhappy, but the legitimate daughter of a high family had no overall perspective. This was something she did not expect.

And she didn't even think about it. If Luo Jingyao and Zhen Guo Gongfu wanted to send someone to the palace, there were people who were tightly held in their hands and devoted to them. Why would they put everything on her body? Moreover, they were uncontrollable and even

He doesn't have the most basic integrity, and he's not very smart. No one wants to be stabbed by the person he holds in high position in the end.

"Just bring the words to Hong Jian, Hong Jian has her own ideas." No matter what, Dieyi's actions today still have to tell Hong Jian and let her clean up the traces.

"It's the master."

“Have you finished cleaning up what needs to be done?”

"Master, this servant and the housekeeper have packed together. Your dowry and reward assets, the palace's assets and the warehouse have all been counted and recorded in the book. The boxes that need to be packed have been packed in categories."

"Your Majesty, we have a lot of things."

"Then there is Princess Lao."

"Fine."

The two of them asked and answered, and only he knew what it meant. There was no need to sell Princess An's real estate on the surface and the real estate in the secret. No one knew about the real estate in the secret, and the emperor's psychological tolerance was within the limits of the emperor.

The warehouse and other assets are really huge, not to mention her dowry. Without tens of thousands of soldiers to escort her, she might not be able to reach Jincheng safely.

Then she can only take it into the space and leave a part of it.

"We still have to enter the palace for these three days." Then we will wait for the Lantern Festival before entering the palace.

She is not very interested in shopping, but it is better to go shopping than to go to the palace.

"Get some rest, it's very late."

"Lie down, lie down."

Luo Jingyao quickly went to bed. King An frowned, got up and wrapped Luo Jingyao's long hair in a handkerchief, and dried it directly with his internal strength.

"Sleeping with wet hair will give you a headache."

"I'm going to dry it on the bed." Luo Jingyao looked at the man's wet hair hanging on his shoulders, making his pajamas wet.

"What are you looking at?" An Wang also used internal force to dry his hair and asked in confusion.

"You're so beautiful." If you look good, you look good. If you don't look good, you look bad. She doesn't lie.

"I can only look at it." Just look at it more. You can't do anything if you're too young.


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