Ugly Beauty: The Second Miss Waste

Chapter 120
If it was said that Mu Qingcheng's body was causing the trouble, it would be too convincing. She had never seen Mu Wanxiang before, so how could she have such strong feelings.

What's more, when it comes to family affection, she should also treat Lin Jingyuan who has been with him for more than ten years, even though he is a scumbag father.

Throwing away these strange thoughts, Qingcheng suddenly remembered that the prime minister should also bring his family into the palace for the Queen Mother's birthday.

I haven't seen you for so long, I don't know what it will be like to meet again.

She hasn't planned to let their family go so easily, how can she let go so easily?
For a few days, Qingcheng stayed in Liuxiang Garden, looking at the wisteria, and then at the lotus flowers that suddenly appeared on the lake surface overnight. Alternately, the lotus is worthy of being the god of flowers in June.

Qingcheng was surprised by this situation for a while, then accepted it calmly, just like the piece of wisteria popping out of nowhere, she was willing to call it a supernatural event.

But apart from the sudden emergence of some flowers every month, there is really nothing strange.

In addition to accepting it calmly, it is obviously impossible to put them back, not to mention the lotus and wisteria that popped up all of a sudden are so pleasing to the eye, and it is also good to see the mediation.

On June [-], the Empress Dowager's fortieth birthday.

All the princes, princesses, princesses, relatives and relatives entered the palace one after another, and foreign envoys sent congratulatory gifts.

Qingcheng returned to the palace and let the servants dress her up.Wearing a peony thin water smoke long skirt that drags the floor to line up the slender figure, and a hollow flying phoenix golden step is inserted in the flying bun, which shakes with each step.

On the end of the eyebrows, a sharp edge is gently drawn with snails, like the tip of a needle, which is extravagant but extremely sharp.

The cold eyes turned slightly, one glance was like being in an ice cellar, it was bitingly cold.

The maid in charge of dressing up was so oppressed by Qingcheng's aura that she didn't dare to look up, but no matter how she dressed, the big red mark on her face couldn't be covered.

"Get out!" Qingcheng ordered coldly, although there were only two words, it was enough to shock people's hearts.

"Yes." The servant girls said in unison and exited the room.

Qingcheng opened the box and looked at what looked like a human skin mask inside, which could temporarily cover the red marks on her face, but she didn't want to use it. After thinking about it for a while, Qingcheng finally took out the thing and put it in her arms.

People outside were already waiting, and Murong Yu wore a luxurious purple robe, making him look more handsome and ruthless.

Seeing Qingcheng come out with a veil, she frowns displeasedly, the queen mother's banquet, she goes in with a veil, I'm afraid it will attract everyone's attention.

But if he doesn't wear a veil, I'm afraid he will become the ridicule of all men.

It's fine if he can't see his face, at least he doesn't know what she looks like, and he can keep some of his face.

"What about the birthday gift?" Murong Yu asked impatiently.

Qingcheng took a long brocade box from Die'er, which seemed to be used for painting.

Murong Yu scolded Qingcheng angrily with a bad face: "Is the birthday gift you have prepared for so many days a painting?"

"Yes." Qingcheng replied lightly, and got into the carriage.

The groom started to drive the carriage, and the carriage only shook slightly on the flat road.

Murong Yu wanted to have a seizure but couldn't do it well. He was the one who asked him to prepare for the birthday gift, but now he only prepared one painting.

At first glance, she knew that it was perfunctory at random, that is, she didn't have any affection for the royal family, so wasn't perfunctory expected?

Fortunately, I had been prepared for a long time, and it was right not to believe her at first.

The carriage traveled unimpeded all the way until it arrived at the palace.

Red walls and gray tiles, octagonal roof ridges are high, majestic and majestic.

The banquet was held in the Anle Hall, which is one of the largest palaces in the Imperial Palace. The meticulousness and skill in its construction is simply incomparable to all buildings in the Imperial Palace.

The court ladies and eunuchs walked in a dignified manner, and the ministers who came to celebrate the birthday were led to the table by the servants.

The eunuch outside shouted loudly, which adult came, which princess arrived, and it lasted for a long time, and Qingcheng was worried that his voice would become hoarse.

While listening to the eunuch's names, Qi Field silently recorded the identities and names of those people in his heart.

According to the rules of the Canglan court, the Queen Mother's birthday should be in the middle of the top.

The emperor sits on the right of the empress dowager, and the empress sits on the left of the empress dowager.

Canglan has not yet established an empress, there is only one imperial concubine, Nian Huaijin, who is the daughter of the great general Nian Shouxin.

The daughter of the general's door, she handles things neatly. Since she was promoted to the position of imperial concubine, the harem has been harmonious, which shows her means.

The ministers and their family members entered the palace one after another, and Qingcheng saw many familiar figures.

The prime minister, his wife Yue Xiu, and Lin Yazhu were opposite her.

The seats of the royal family are on the right, and the ministers and envoys are on the left.

There are long seats lined up on both sides of the entire hall, more than ten meters long, and the gap between the two sides is more than five meters.

Qingcheng looked at the Seventh Prince Murong Jue who came in and sat on the left side of Murong Yu, with the third princess and the son-in-law separated in the middle.

The young man who assassinated her, and the person who disguised as an old woman to assassinate her, turned out to be the Seventh Prince.

Qingcheng glanced at Murong Jue for a few times, and Murong Jue always felt that someone was looking at him, but he searched everywhere but could not find that gaze.

Murong Yu saw Qingcheng looking at Murongjue all the time, and warned her with his eyes, but Qingcheng ignored him at all, still looking at the face in the hall.

Most of them are unfamiliar faces, but many eyes are looking at her, because she is the only person in the temple wearing a veil.

In addition, her reputation in Canglan has already spread, and there are those things that are often talked about in the market.

It made those nobles and wives look at her frequently, as if they were looking at a monkey.

Qingcheng couldn't bear this kind of gaze, and looked back one by one, her eyes were like ice and snow, the coldness in her eyes seemed to freeze everything.

Those flowers raised in the greenhouse couldn't stand such gazes, they all lowered their heads, not daring to look any more.

After all, Qingcheng is a person who has experienced life and death, and her life experience is much richer. In terms of aura, Murong Yu can't compare to her. In terms of evil spirit, during those days when she lived in hell, her soul was filled with evil spirit. Those ladies and wives After this palace banquet, I realized that there is really a kind of look in the eyes that can make people tremble.

Aura watched them look away, then lowered his head again, no longer looking at anyone.

She has already memorized the names and identities of most people, so there is no need to read them again.

When the banquet was about to begin, the male duck's voice, which had been paused for a long time, shouted again: "Nanxun Envoy Moka, Prince Chu Ziyue of Dongling, and National Teacher Wen Ziran have arrived."

Qingcheng looked up, her pupils were slightly dilated, and she was an acquaintance again.

Dressed in a domineering black suit, Chu Ziyue entered the hall and met everyone's gaze openly.

Wen Ziran's white robe at the back is loose, with dark green lace on the cuffs and neckline, making him as light as water.

Many people were in an uproar, surprised that the crown prince and national teacher of Dongling had come in person.

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Happy New Year! Everything goes well with you!
(End of this chapter)