The cute little wife of the king of peerless elegance

Chapter 257
As the night gradually deepened, the Nangong Yushi's Mansion had been lit with lights, from the main entrance to the backyard of the four entrances, lanterns and candles had been hung up.

But there was not a single servant passing through the corridors and aisles, and the shadows of the trees in the garden reflected by the moonlight made the entire Yushi Mansion have a strange atmosphere.

The main courtyard of Sanjin is brightly lit, and there is a clear contrast between this place and the outside. Not only are there people coming and going, but there are also posts at five steps and one sentry at ten steps.

The shadows passing through the trees made the atmosphere in the main courtyard even more tense and depressing.

In the inner room of the main room, Feng Hua, who was lying on the warm bed and fighting against a plate of peaches, was unable to complain.

She didn't let him come, since she was busy, she was busy slowly in the palace. What does it mean to make people float around like ghosts?
Throwing the last peach pit on the plate, and putting the plates on the tables next to the bed, Fenghua shrank directly into the quilt and prepared to sleep.

It's so cold, there are already several plates of charcoal burning in the room, and I still feel my feet are icy.

She didn't have the time to spend time with him, she was the one who pulled it out.But she has already reported it, and she also helped catch the fish, so it has nothing to do with her in the future, and it will be OK for him to close the case with the perpetrator he caught.

At this time, who likes to go in a hurry.

The poor regent, Da Da, arranged everything properly. He thought he would see someone waiting for him when he came in, but the other party was already sound asleep.

Just as he was about to undress, a light breeze sounded from outside, "Master, I found it."

He had no choice but to put down his hands, kissed the little man lying on the bed, and left immediately in a hurry.

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Fenghua slept so well that night, when she woke up, Nanny Fang had already prepared Fenghua's orthodox dress of the princess and waited beside her.

Today is the emperor's birthday, although he does not have to go to court in the morning, he has to worship the ancestors and heaven.

Thank the ancestors first, and then thank God.

Officials are not qualified to participate in ancestor worship, only members of the royal family and kings of the opposite sex can.

And Fenghua is so immortal, that is, the one who can only stand in the outermost circle of the direct line of the king with a different surname, and who still has a fief, has to participate.

At this time, she really wanted someone to stand up and say something like that - 'Women can't participate'.

She fell asleep as soon as she fell down.

She is all silvery white, her hair is coiled into a masculine hairstyle, secured by a jade crown.

I don't know if Mother Fang was careless, or if she didn't wake up today and got confused, the jade hairpin interspersed in the jade crown turned out to be the phoenix hairpin given by the regent back then.

Things are pinned to her head, and Fenghua trusts Nanny Fang very much on weekdays, so of course she doesn't care about it.

Waiting for Nanny Fang to fasten her warm cloak, she brought Sui Feng and Yuan Ming (Ye Yulan is the daughter of an official family, returning to the mansion to prepare for the evening banquet) and other personal guards to leave the mansion and enter the palace.

"Nurse?" Panpan was puzzled, she didn't believe that Nanny Fang would make such a mistake.

"An order from the Regent." How else would she dare?
Mother Fang looked at Fenghua's leaving back, and finally she was relieved and smiled happily.

It seems that the Prince Regent has taken some action today, and she can finally let go of her heart!

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Entering from the west side door, as soon as the carriage stopped and Fenghua came, it immediately attracted the attention of many royal family members.

Although it is normal to be stared at, why are their eyes so strange?
The Holy Prince had a look of joy on his face, and he couldn't stop nodding when he saw her. The King Zun was also stroking his beard with a smile on his face. The king of the sea looked like he was going to come over to say hello to her, but was taken away by the Holy Prince.

Fenghua's mind was a little knotted, he turned to Suifeng, touched his face, and asked in confusion: "Is there something unclean on my face?"

He shook his head without daring to raise his head in the limelight, and didn't even dare to look at her.

Normally, Fenghua would have noticed something abnormal about Suifeng's reaction like this, but today everyone was abnormal, which made her feel that her mind was out of order, and she just ignored Suifeng's reaction.

Stepping into the palace, under the strange gazes of the princes, Fenghua finally came outside the Xianyang Palace with a whole body of awkwardness.

All the princes in Beijing have brought all their concubines to the scene. The princes of all ranks are in front, and the concubines stand behind the princes in the square.

All the princes in Beijing have come, so naturally the Prince Chang has also arrived.

This time, Fenghua's position is at the back, at the forefront of the lineage of the princes.

As soon as she stood up, when the princes or princesses saw the thing on Fenghua's head, they had all kinds of expressions.

Yang Simin, Princess Yang, was the one who reacted the most. She widened her eyes in shock and was about to step forward, but a handsome man beside her immediately grabbed her arm and stopped her.

This man is Yang Simin's elder brother Yang Lin, the son of Prince Changping, who was proclaimed the son of Xining by the late emperor.

Fenghua no longer has the heart to pay attention to the reactions of these people of her generation, her attention has already turned to the person next to King Yan in front.

Dressed in the clothes of a second-rank prince, with red lips and white teeth, she doesn't look like Sun Taifei, but she is somewhat similar to the little emperor.But the regent said that the little emperor and the first emperor looked the most alike, so this guy looks like the first emperor.

On the contrary, you have a good face, with a smile on your face, looking at your sister, you really don't look like a master who does bad things.

From a distance, Fenghua could only see his general appearance, ignoring careful observation, so he couldn't roughly judge what he was thinking in his heart at the moment.

Mao Shizheng.

The regent brought the little emperor out, and today the little emperor looked very energetic, without the morbid paleness he had always had.

Against the backdrop of the bright yellow five-clawed dragon robe, his complexion is rosy, it can be said that his face is full of red.

Looking at the smile on his face, Fenghua knew that he was very happy today, the kind of happiness from the heart.

When the emperor came out, all the princes paid their respects, Fenghua would not be too pretentious on such an occasion, so she gave a one-knee salute meaningfully, anyway, she is currently wearing silver and white.

Normally, after all the princes have greeted them, the emperor will lead everyone to the 'Worship Hall' to worship their ancestors.

But today he didn't. Instead, an old eunuch came out.

This old guy Feng Hua was very familiar, and when she saw him, all the hairs on her body stood on end, and a great sense of uneasiness flooded into her heart.

Seeing Eunuch Shou respectfully holding the bright yellow in his hand again, Fenghua immediately took a step back and wanted to shrink back.

"Emperor Qiming's last decree!~~" Eunuch Shou's voice was still so loud.

It's so bright that I feel like my ears have been deaf from the shock, sister, Mao Shi ran out to enlighten Emperor Ming's last decree?
Everyone knelt down again.

Eunuch Shou didn't read it out himself, but gave the will to the Holy Prince who was kneeling at the front.

The Holy Prince knelt like this and opened the will, and after a closer look, he handed it to the Prince Zun behind him.

The last few people nodded in mutual confirmation, which proved the authenticity of the will.

(End of this chapter)