shock!Crazy criticism of treacherous ministers was dumbfounded by soft beauty kiss

Chapter 11 Banquet Collection
It started to snow again outside, and Liu Qiyun wanted to host the snow feast because Qin Tianjian chose to live.After dressing up, Song Qing'an walked outside the hall, and saw the vastness of the world, pure white.

The people from the Acupuncture Bureau soon arrived, Song Qing'an narrowed his eyes, a little confused.

The leader... She recognized it.

Liu Quan walked ahead, a little afraid to look at Song Qing'an.Afterwards, the handprint of the needlework bureau held the clothes in person, feeling uneasy.

Could it be that Princess Zhaoding has really changed her luck, why did she even send someone for Pei's palm print, and it was Eunuch Liu who was by her side.

Liu Quan didn't know how to guess the palm print of the needlework bureau, he only felt that Song Qing'an was a little scary.

Last night he watched Pei Qing carry Song Qing'an out, put her on the sedan chair, and let him send her back.

God, he almost thought he was dreaming.

"Slave greets the princess."

Walking closer, Liu Quan bowed to salute, Song Qing'an nodded, and said softly: "It's hard to travel in snowy weather, everyone has worked hard, come in."

Her attitude has always been excellent, which greatly benefited these palace servants.

"Princess and slaves are not polite, it's their duty." The needlework bureau answered with a smile, while signaling the eunuch behind him to come forward, "These clothes are all for the princess, see if the princess has a good eye ? There is something to be changed, even if you tell me."

Song Qing'an's eyes fell on the palm print of the needlework bureau, she paused for a while, and the palm print presented the clothes with a very winking look.

Zhu Yan took it for Song Qing'an, and the two went to the inner hall to try on clothes.

Liu Quan stood aside and watched, feeling a little complicated.

Why did Princess Zhaoding...why she fell in love with the one sent by the palm print?

In fact, Liu Quan suspected that Mr. Zhangyin had prepared this dress a long time ago. After all, it would take time to rush to make it, but he didn't know when Mr. Zhangyin thought about it.

A group of eunuchs were waiting outside, and a palace official from Changning Palace brought hot tea as ordered.

Liu Quan thought silently, Song Qing'an changed his clothes and walked out from the inner hall.

She usually wears simple clothes, but this moon white suits her very well.But if you look carefully, you can find that the upper and lower skirts are all made of Yuehua brocade, embroidered with patterns of skylarks in flower clusters with gold threads, and the movements are full of brilliance.

The clothes looked ordinary, but they were the most luxurious in this batch.

Song Qing'an just stood there quietly and attracted everyone's attention.This body is very suitable for her, and it makes her face look like a demon and a fairy, like a fairy who came from the moon and fell into the mortal world.

"I like this one quite a bit, so let's keep it."

The palm print of the Needle Industry Bureau came back to his senses, and he answered again and again, asking: "Princess, do you want to see it again?"

"Just let Zhuyan choose some plain colors for me." Song Qing'an felt that the fitting was troublesome, so he left the matter to Zhuyan.

"The hem of this coat could be shortened by another two or three inches."

"Yes, don't worry princess, it can be changed and delivered tonight."

Song Qing'an responded softly, and went back to the inner hall to change clothes.

Liu Quan also lost his mind for a moment, after Song Qing'an walked away, he couldn't help feeling secretly.

With such beauty and intelligence, it's no wonder Master Zhang Yin pays attention.

After Zhuyan chose a few more clothes, the selection of clothes was over.Liu Quan resigned with the people from the Needle Industry Bureau, as if he just came to observe.

Song Qing'an looked at the backs of several people leaving, thinking that Pei Qing seemed to have mentioned a snow feast yesterday, and had a vague guess in his heart.
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Changle Palace.

Fu Xia lifted the curtain to enter the hall, and whispered to Liu Qiyun for a while.But seeing Liu Qiyun's complexion gradually froze and became depressed.

"Why is King Xuan going to Beijing?"

King Xuan is the younger brother of Emperor Liang. Although he is a biological brother, he was born in the royal family and has long since lost his kinship.Emperor Liang had always been very jealous of King Xuan, and gave him a remote fief and drove him out of the capital.

However, Emperor Liang's heirs are weak, and only the second prince, Song Qinghuai, may inherit the great line.But the two princes were let out by Emperor Liang again, and the position of crown prince was suspended, and Emperor Liang's health became worse and worse.On the contrary, King Xuan was fine, and now someone changed his mind.

Liu Qiyun's father, Liu Xiang, boarded King Xuan's boat and had been traveling in private for a long time.

"Your Majesty, this is your lord's letter from home."

Fuxia handed the letter from Liu Xiang to Liu Qiyun, after the latter read it, her face became more solemn.

"Father, they are too impatient."

His Majesty has not yet decreed about Song Qing'an's affairs, and there is no fixed number of border areas.Under such circumstances, arranging King Xuan to enter the capital will definitely arouse His Majesty's suspicion.

Fuxia didn't know much about these things, so she just stood aside silently.Liu Qiyun pondered for a moment, then asked for paper and pen to reply.Before writing, she thought of something again.

"By the way, Fuxia, have you sent all those clothes?"

"Returning to your empress, they have all been delivered. Princess Zhaoding has selected a few pieces, and the sewing bureau is currently undergoing changes."

Hearing this, Liu Qiyun smiled and said leisurely: "Okay, let her be happy for a few days."

Every piece of clothing contained poison, as long as Song Qingan wore it, she would slowly die of weakness after she married.Once Song Qing'an died, Song Qinghuai couldn't hold on.

When Liu Qiyun thought of this, she felt very happy. At that time, no one would be in the way, and no one would stop her.

"Remember to send it out quietly."

Before Fuxia left, Liu Qiyun worriedly reminded her again.
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The heavy snow drifted for a day, and it gradually stopped at night.On the day of the snow appreciation feast, a layer of white was laid on the eaves and tiles of the palace walls.

It was the first day after the snow, the sun was pouring down, but the sky was a bit colder than yesterday.Fortunately, the snow feast was scheduled for after lunch, so it should be warmer after all.

Song Qing'an wore the moon-white dress she chose yesterday, and she wore a stone green tapestry ermine cape.Strange to say, it was Liu Quan who brought the clothes she and Zhu Yan had chosen.

Although there is no difference, Liu Quan's actions probably indicate that there are problems with the original batch of clothes.

Liu Qiyun...

Song Qing'an sat in the soft sedan and thought to himself.

Although the person who lifted the sedan chair tried hard to keep it steady, it still inevitably bumped.Song Qing'an sat in the middle and couldn't help but compare it with Pei Qing's sedan chair.

After all, the sedan chair with Pei's palm print is comfortable...

She sighed softly in her heart, and lifted the small curtain on the car to look out.

The snow appreciation banquet was held at the Lianfang Pavilion in the imperial garden, and Song Qing'an saw that the number of palace people kneeling on the ground beside the road gradually increased, so he knew they were coming.

Even in winter, when all the flowers in the imperial garden withered, there would be no fewer palace attendants.

Song Qing'an felt bored after looking at it for a while, so he lowered the curtain.After a while, she felt the sedan chair fall to the ground, and eunuchs shouted loudly outside.

"Princess Zhaoding arrives—"

Following this announcement, the noble ladies who had been waiting in the Lianfang Pavilion also stood up one after another, looking towards the direction of the soft sedan chair.

A beautiful maid lifted the curtain of the sedan chair, and a slender white jade hand was handed out from inside the sedan chair.The noble ladies exchanged glances with each other, and when they looked again, the people inside had been helped out of the sedan chair by the maids.

The girl who came had fresh lychees on her cheeks, vermilion on her lips, and affectionate eyes, which were particularly eye-catching in the whiteness.The noble ladies all smiled, and when Song Qing'an walked into the pavilion, they greeted each other with blessings.

"Greetings to the princess."

Song Qing'an smiled softly, and said in a gentle voice: "You don't need to be too polite, just sit down."

As soon as the words were finished, a noble lady came forward to take Song Qing'an's arm very familiarly, and led her to sit down.The Lianfang Pavilion has been surrounded by screens, leaving only one opening for people to enter and exit.The seats are all covered with padded mattresses, and the charcoal fire is fully burned in the pavilion, so you don't feel cold.

When Song Qing'an was looking at the pavilion, those noble ladies were also looking at her secretly.They were all from high families, so they naturally recognized these.Princess Zhaoding's attire may seem simple, but they are all priceless things.

The hairpin on her head is fine white jade, and the clothes on her body are Yuehua brocade... Yuehua brocade is hard to find in Beijing.

They love rare and luxurious things, but despise those extravagant styles.Song Qingan's seemingly low-key style is most in line with their wishes, and they will also be regarded as "similar people".

These picky ladies were extremely stingy in complimenting girls of the same age, but maybe it was because Song Qingan caught their eye, or because of her status as Princess Zhaoding, some people praised them.

"The princess's clothes are really beautiful."

Song Qing'an followed the voice and saw that the speaking girl was looking at her with a smile on her face.Song Qing'an generously agreed, and by the way, praised the girl's jade earrings for their good quality.

This back and forth opened up the chatterbox. The noble ladies talked about everything from tiaras to rouge, and young girls always had a lot to say about this kind of thing.

(End of this chapter)