Palace fight is worse than bubble emperor

Chapter 42 That night, the emperor summoned his servants again

boom!
Qian Zhaoyi seemed to be slapped severely on the spot.

What else can she say!What more is there to say!

Qian Zhaoyi's own rules that others can't wear purple clothes?Charming lady, this is the purple flying fairy dress bestowed by the emperor!
In a word, all her previous accusations were wiped out!

What she said just now was a big joke!
Qian Zhaoyi's complacent expression suddenly changed into an extremely ugly expression, with a hint of embarrassment, standing there stiff and funny.

She gritted her teeth and clenched her hands.

Beside him, Wei'er, the arrogant maid of honor, also turned pale in an instant, was dumbfounded, and her body froze, not daring to show her might to Yun Surao again.

What... what, she dared to mock the nobleman's purple clothes, which was a gift from the emperor? !

Wei'er almost trembled immediately, and retreated behind Qian Zhaoyi.

Qian Zhaoyi is still very uncomfortable, the emperor actually gave the noble lady purple clothes, and she is the only one in the palace who wears purple clothes, the emperor didn't give her any!
Suffering a great blow, Qian Zhaoyi didn't want to talk any more, she turned around and left the imperial garden with her maids.

"Master, are you alright?!" Qing Li stepped forward and supported Yun Surao.

Yun Surao stood up straight, but her feet went numb and she almost fell.

His legs were so sore that he had no strength, and his figure was a little shaky.

This ceremony lasted too long.

"Go back." Yun Surao took a deep breath, lost energy to visit the Imperial Garden again, and ordered Qingli to help her back to Changyue Palace.

Qian Zhaoyi and her had a moderate conflict in the Royal Garden, which was already dramatic enough.

However, that night, the emperor just issued a decree - "call the nobleman to sleep in Longlu Hall."

There was an uproar in the palace!
The matter of Qian Zhaoyi was more or less rumored when he went back to the harem, but within a day, the emperor favored the noble lady that night?
Is this a clever slap in the face, or should Qian Zhaoyi be said to be unlucky? !
In her palace, Qian Zhaoyi was on the verge of falling, and was hit hard again, not knowing what to do.

And in Changyue Palace, it is not happy.

Yun Surao gritted her teeth, entangled - the emperor called her to sleep?
But she had maintained the ceremony for so long during the day, her whole body was weak, her legs were already extremely sore, her knees trembled when touched, and her whole body felt uncomfortable.

How are you going to bed right now?

However, this cannot be rejected at all, the emperor called for luck, and the soft sedan had already stopped in front of the palace gate.

"Master, do you really want to go to bed?" Qingli knew her situation best, and said worriedly: "Can you still hold on? What can I do..."

Yun Surao's lips were a little pale, but she still raised her eyebrows and said, "Help me to wash and get ready. It's impossible not to go."

"Master!" Qingli had no choice but Yun Surao had no choice but to help her to take a bath.

After washing and washing, Yun Surao put on the silver-white pearl satin dress, and when she came out, Qing Li and the other palace servants were all stunned.

This, this is like a beautiful fairy descending from the sky...

Where did it come from?

It is simply the beauty of the sky, incomparable!
"Put on my makeup." Yun Surao calmed down after soaking in hot water, and ordered in a soft voice.

She looks a little pale today, so she needs to put on some makeup.Especially the lips, they were bloodless, Yun Surao put some lip balm on it, it was red, and there was a thin layer on her lips.

It doesn't feel too strong at all, it just feels enchanting.

On the black hair, Yun Surao thought for a while, and also matched it with a ruby ​​hairpin, which gave a unified feeling.White with red, it is like a fairy like fire.

As the night shrouded the palace, Yun Surao got into the soft sedan chair.

　To Qian Zhaoyi: Hi!Do you think it's a coincidence?

　　
　
(End of this chapter)