Madam not allowed to remarry

Chapter 207 The Envoy of Southern Chu
So, she spent day after day in the inn.

Time was wasted, and it was only because she really had no other way, she might have been able to enter the palace again at risk, but the envoys of Nanchu came here and the defense in the palace was strengthened, even a fly would not even be able to fly in.

So, she counted her own hair in boredom every day, feeling so irritable that she wanted to die, and she missed her son, and her life was suffering.

After two days like this, someone actually came to her.

Opening the mouth meant to help her enter the palace.

She thought of Long Aohan's words that night.

To be honest, this opportunity to enter the palace is really important to her, but in her heart, she really does not want to accept Long Aohan's arrangement.

All, she struggled for a whole stick of incense time.

The person who came was so patient, he just waited for her for a while without urging her.

In the end, Meng Baiyun finally found a compromise point for his conscience.

Go, and then give Long Aohan a face of silver as a reward.

"Okay, lead the way."

"Girl, don't worry, please change your clothes first."

The small box he brought earlier, Meng Baiyun thought it was something, and only then did he realize it was clothes.

A set of women's clothing, which looks like a maid's clothing.

Meng Baiyun changed as he said, and it fits very well, as if it was tailor-made for her.

"Girl, please do your makeup."

Make up, trouble.

It's good to be familiar with neatly, so the person who came here took her out.

A carriage was already waiting.

"Girl, please get in the car."

"kindness."

After getting into the car, Meng Baiyun suddenly thought of something: "Wait a minute."

After returning to the room, she kicked the little purse given by the fat aunt into her cuff, and when she saw her mother, she gave it to her mother.

"You can go."

As the carriage started, Meng Baiyun thought of the empress dowager, what was the relationship between her and her parents.

I still remember that when her mother was injured by the fire in Jingci Temple, so many concubines and concubines in the whole palace just gathered around Meng Baiyun to listen to gossip, and only the imperial concubine greeted her mother.

If she is really a rival in love, then she really has to admire the mind of the imperial concubine.

The degree of love for the house and the black is too wide.

However, maybe her mother will tell her about entering the palace this time, so she doesn't need to speculate here.

The car didn't go to the palace, but stopped at the post house.

The Southern Chu envoy staying here, could it be...

"The girl is here, my master said, if you go in, someone will naturally meet you."

"Oh."

Meng Baiyun got out of the car, entered the door, and was greeted by a person. Meng Baiyun looked carefully, and his mood was not good.

poplar.

This fake hero, she was molested by Deng Tuzi and she tried to ask him for help, but she was almost robbed by him.

He obviously still remembered Meng Baiyun, and he seemed to know that it was her who came, so he greeted her with a polite face: "The girl is here, please come this way."

"Why are you here."

"I'm here on errand."

As an errand, this kind of virtue, unexpectedly, is actually on official food.

Look at that beard, coupled with the tall figure and broad shoulders, he is really a bandit material, and he can bluff people when he fights and takes it out to support the scene.

Meng Baiyun wanted to go to the sky, and he called out carefully, which brought her back to her mind.

"Girl, watch the stairs carefully."

Playing with the culture for her, Meng Baiyun would have believed her if he hadn't known her.

"Tell me how he wants to arrange it."

"The envoys from Southern Chu will be here soon. At that time, we will have Mr. Bai from the Ministry of Rituals welcome us. The party will then enter the palace for a banquet. The young lady will follow Mrs. Bai."

"understood."

It is rare that there is still something for people to appreciate, that is, concise and concise.

Meng Baiyun was led to a room, and there stood a woman who was dressed similarly to her. Seeing her, she smiled.

Bai Yang ordered: "Hua Yueye, take her with you in a while."

"understood."

Huayueye, is a beautiful name, just like the master, with bright eyes and white teeth, beautiful and heavenly fragrance.

Bai Yang left after giving orders, Hua Yueye sent a wooden sign over: "Take it, from now on, you are my younger sister, named Hua Yuerong."

There is another identity. Think about how many times she has used false identities over the years.

Meng Baiyun, Xia Qing, Meng Xiaqing, Fu Mengxi, and now Hua Yuerong is here again.

It's convenient, she understands.

"it is good."

"Master Bai may not talk to you, but if he asks you, you can just answer casually. He doesn't know much about my sister, just remember that you are only 16 years old, you live in Baizixiang, and your parents are still there. Do the grain and rice business."

"remember."

"When I see the envoy of Southern Chu in a while, follow me to say hello, that's your face."

Hua Yueye frowned, then walked to the dressing table, beckoning to Meng Baiyun: "Come here."

Meng Baiyun walked forward, his chin was pinched, and when he half raised his head, he felt her move her face. When she stopped and looked in the mirror, Meng Baiyun wanted to hit someone.

Does she know that there is a thing called concealment.

Probably because she was afraid that her face would attract men's attention, but isn't the weird one-line eyebrow of his mother more eye-catching?

"Are you sure I can look like this?"

Hua Yueye also seems to be hesitating: "Otherwise, draw another birthmark."

As he spoke, he pinched Meng Baiyun's chin again.

Meng Baiyun kept avoiding: "Draw another birthmark, I don't even want to enter the palace, I just want to be ugly, I can do it myself."

Meng Baiyun wiped his eyebrows in distaste, and then saw her take the powder box on the table, and smeared it on her face. After finishing makeup, Hua Yueye was dumbfounded.

"You, how did you do it?"

"There is a thing called disguise, have you heard of it?"

Hua Yueye nodded.

Meng Baiyun laughed softly: "You really believe it, it's just makeup. Once the highlights and shadows are applied, the shape of the face will naturally change. If the eyebrows are drawn darker and thicker, and the lip liner is drawn thinner, the person will naturally look different. gone."

For makeup, Meng Baiyun just doesn't change it, it's not that he doesn't know it.

As an urban woman, it is not normal to not smear on the face.

What's more, she works in the obstetrics and gynecology department, and a bunch of young girls and old women gather together to discuss these things.

Hua Yueye looked at her, her attitude was lukewarm just now, but now she obviously has a little more admiration: "You look very powerful, but Lord Bai Yang told me not to ask anything, I won't ask you."

Meng Baiyun was not polite: "If you ask me, I may not be able to tell."

She was straightforward and even a little conflicted when others came to hear her, but Hua Yueye didn't care too much: "Let's go out."

"I hear voices."

Hua Yueye was slightly surprised: "Why didn't I hear that?"

"I have a good ear."

"Hehe, then we have to hurry."

Withdrawing from Fenghua, she became her little servant girl safely, followed Hua Yueye to a room, and a man came out. Hua Yueye called him Lord Bai, and he must be the Lord Bai from the Ministry of Rites. He was wearing court clothes, Looking at the pattern above, he is not a high-ranking official.

The official of the Ministry of Rites belongs to the second rank, and this court dress is the golden pheasant of the second rank of Wen.

This man's clothes are white pheasants, and he is an official of the fifth grade, not to mention a minister, he is not even a servant, he should be a servant or a small official such as the master book.

Oh, let's get off the horse.

They came from thousands of miles away, and they sent this little character to greet him with two little girls. The low-end performance in the shooting was obviously deliberately trying to embarrass the other party.

Meng Baiyun just followed.

Master Bai, Master Bai Yang, I don't know what is the relationship, they are all named Bai.

When they arrived at the front hall, several people came in at the door. Meng Baiyun's liver trembled when he saw the leader.

Yanhongyi, hey, let him catch her and she will have good fruit.

Back then, she was "invited" to the camp in Nanchu, and Yan Hongyi dragged her to chat with her every day, oh no, playing the piano, she had a good life at first, how could she have thought that Guigu would put a bunch of people with ten sun incense on their backs? Stinky farts entered Battalion Commander Nanchu.

Afterwards, Meng Baiyun never heard of the death of Battalion Commander Nanchu, but only heard that all their weapons were gone.

Meng Baiyun also understood that Guigu really didn't lie to him, it really wasn't for killing people, but just for borrowing things.

Afterwards, it was widely rumored that Yan Hongyi was bewitched by beauty, and was swayed by a girl, so that his imperial brother was arrested and brought back to the capital, where he squatted in Qinggui Temple for two years, eating fast and chanting Buddha to count his hair.

For this kind of "sexual" person who loves freedom, the two-year confinement in the monk group is simply a torture more painful than death for him.

And this, he probably thought it was all due to her, if he used this "thinking" to hate her, then now that he was caught, Meng Baiyun felt that he would not even have a bone left.

Fortunately, his eyes are higher than the top, let alone her, he didn't even glance at Mr. Bai.

That Lord Bai greeted him very warmly: "Third Prince, Lord Mo, Lord Hao, and the next official, Bai Qingfeng, are here to wait for the three of you. The three of you have worked hard, and the Empress Dowager has already prepared good wine in the palace. Delicious, waiting for the three of you."

"Ah!"

Yan Hongyi snorted softly, her arrogance and arrogance written all over her face.

Meng Baiyun had to wonder if he really had been thinking about it for two years.

Why is this virtue still the same as it was three years ago?

The emperor of Southern Chu sent him to challenge the fire or to put an end to the battle.

His attitude was arrogant and disdainful, and behind him a young man dressed as a Confucian came forward, and his tone was kind: "Lord Bai, please take a break and change your clothes."

"This must be Mr. Mo."

The Confucian scholar smiled: "I will discuss it with Hao."

Meng Baiyun's eyeballs almost fell out. Such a frail man who seemed to be 360-degree friendly and pleasant in both speech and conversation was actually the legendary man with a poisonous tongue that made seven old men cry.

Sure enough, such rumors are not to be believed.

Hao Shangxiang, whom she had been thinking about so much, had finally met. The other one was called Mr. Mo by Bai Qingfeng. There were two Mos in Nanchu, the great writer Mo Ziyan, and the treacherous minister Mo Zimiao. They were twin brothers, one famous and the other notorious.

The one who can follow should be one of these two.

Mostly Mo Zimiao, who was an official in the court and was scolded as a treacherous minister but was very much loved by Emperor Chu.

In his 30s, he looks a bit deserted and arrogant.

There are three people, one is kind and polite, one is cold and arrogant, and the other is arrogant and arrogant, but they have obvious characteristics.

Of course, it's impossible for only three to come, and I brought a bunch with me, including a bunch of maids and wives.

People who don't know think that Yan Hongyi is going to move to Chang'an City.

(End of this chapter)