The queen mother wants to go against the sky: General, please take your seat

Chapter 34

After nightfall that day, the capital city began to snow again, and new snow came again before the snow had melted. When the sky brightened and the heavy snow stopped, the capital city under the morning light was silvery white everywhere, as if it had been smeared with silver powder, dazzlingly white.

Mo Liangyuan finished her makeup and put on her wedding dress.

The old matriarch brought the female family members of the mansion to the boudoir to see the girl who was about to go out. When he saw Mo Liangyuan under the costume, the old matriarch, Mrs. Liu and others were taken aback. They have been used to seeing beauties since they were young, but Mo Liangyuan's beauty still makes their hearts tremble. It is not the kind of gentle, dignified and noble beauty that everyone agrees with. Mo Liangyuan's beauty is stunning and flamboyant. It should be made of water, gentle and clear, but Mo Liangyuan is like a raging fire, burning all the flowers, leaving me alone to occupy the spring and summer sun.

A strange emotion flashed across the eyes of the old lady, and then the old lady smiled and said: "Oh, look at our future empress, she was pretty in the past, but she just dressed up today, which makes her even more beautiful." People can't be wrong."

Mrs. Liu and others agreed one after another.

Mo Liangyuan just smiled, the smile seeped from the bottom of his eyes, no one could see that Miss Mo Si was just acting.

In the study, Mo Fu put the dressing box that Zhou Jing sent into the mansion on the desk of Duke Huguo, and whispered: "Master, this was sent by Zhou Jing before dawn today, but the fourth lady was already there at that time." Dressing up, the slave didn't let him see Miss Fourth. This dressing box was ordered by Miss Fourth to send to Zhou Jing for repair, and it has already been repaired."

The Huguogong read the mahogany dressing box on the book table, and stretched out his hand to open the box. Mo Fu stepped forward to fiddle with the Huguogong. After tightening the bearings, the little wooden figure lying in the box stood up, wrapped around a Turning circles on the disc, although the movements are crude, it can be seen that this villain dances like a Hu Wu.

"Master," Mo Fu said, "Miss Fourth's box is exquisite."

There was nothing in the box, Lord Protector looked at the little wooden figure carved into the shape of a beauty in a bun for a while, then raised his hand to close the dressing box, and said, "Send it to Miss Fourth."

"Yes," Mo Fu carefully held the dressing case and was about to leave.

"Zhou Jing is gone?" Duke Protector suddenly asked again.

"Returning to the master," the housekeeper Mo replied: "After Zhou Jing is over today, he will go back to Liaodong with Mr. Yan Xiaolang. This person should be looking for Mr. Yan at this moment."

"Well," Hu Guogong said, "There is still no news from Liaodong?"

"Not yet," Mo Fu shook his head and said, "Counting the time, the fifth child should still be on his way back to Beijing."

"You go," Duke Hu Guo also knew how to count the days, but he also asked the soldiers to count the marching steps. If it was according to the marching steps, the dowry that Mo Wangbei prepared for his daughter would be at this moment We should be in the capital, but there is no news from Liaodong now, is it delayed due to an accident on the way?
"Father, the auspicious time is coming soon," Mo Wangxiang's voice came from outside the door: "The people from the palace who came to welcome relatives have arrived."

"Take them to the main hall," the Lord Protector responded.

"Yes," Master Mo went back to work.

The Lord Protector sat and rubbed his face before standing up from behind the desk. Today, their Mo family has a successor. Today's Duke Protector's mansion must be full of distinguished guests and full of friends. A man in a suit walked out of the study room, the snowy light outside the house dazzled the eyes, making Duke Hu dazed for a moment.

"Master?" The two bookboys who were serving Duke Hu raised their hands and covered their eyes, and hurriedly called out for Duke Hu.

"It's all right," Duke Hu put down his hand, and glanced at the white snow in front of him. There was no trace of human fireworks in such a clean world, let alone joy. It's not a good day, Duke Hu thought in his heart.

In the imperial palace, the aunt of the Mo family looked at her granddaughter and said in a low voice, "Would you offend your grandfather if you shamed Mo Liangyuan like this? Did you tell him about this arrangement?"

After many days of sleepless nights, Fu Meimei put on heavy makeup to cover her haggard face. After hearing what her grandmother said, Fu Meimei smiled and said, "It's just to save trouble in the future. Anyway, Mo Liangyuan wants to be a widow. So what does it matter if it's sooner or later? I have handed over my son, so my grandfather won't give me this face?"

Mrs. Mo just sighed, and said: "Mother, Mo Liangyuan has a bad temper. I'm afraid she will cause trouble for you in the future. She is a brainless shrew. If she really wants to make a fuss, I'm afraid that my mother will be angry with her." .”

"It's just a little girl," Fu Meimei said with a smile, "I'm only afraid that she has brains. A shrew can be a shrew. If she catches her heart, this person can help me clean up those women in the palace."

Borrowing a knife to kill someone?

Mrs. Mo looked at her granddaughter whose appearance hadn't changed much but who was already a stranger, and said worriedly: "Can you really trap Mo Liangyuan's heart? I don't think the old lady can trap that girl's heart even today. Big girl, you have a wild temper."

"Grandmother, don't worry," Fu Meimei still smiled: "When she is sad, my good cousin treats her better. Even if Mo Liangyuan doesn't regard me as her sister, at least she won't treat me as an enemy, right?"

"Your Majesty is doing things, what do I have to worry about?" Mrs. Mo said, "I only ask for your Majesty's well-being."

Fu Meimei bit the handkerchief, and the rouge was printed on the handkerchief, dark red in color.As early as after entering the palace to serve Emperor Xingyuan for a night, Fu Meimei discarded her love affairs. She was just a plaything of the emperor. , no one will feel sorry for her.There was nothing left to ask for, Fu Meimei looked at the handkerchief with her lips printed on her hand, all she could ask for in this life was power.

"I've always had a good life." Fu Meimei looked up at her grandmother and said with a smile, "Grandma has been worried about me all along?"

Aunt Mo opened her mouth, but said nothing.

"Let's not talk about that," Fu Meimei stabbed Aunt Mo's hand, then held Aunt Mo's hand, and said in a low voice, "Grandmother just wants to take care of me, there is no other way."

Aunt Mo's eyes almost popped out.

"There are so many women in the imperial palace, and they are fighting all day long. In the end, my son will become the emperor." Fu Meimei said, "I don't think about the past, I only think about the future."

"In the future, there will be a good relationship in the palace..."

"Grandmother," Fu Meimei interrupted Mrs. Aunt Mo, "it's just a brainless shrew. If I can't do anything against her, then how did I survive in this imperial palace?"

Mrs. Mo then laughed and said, "Your Majesty is right."

Fu Meimei glanced out of the window, and murmured: "Your Majesty is still very lucky, and there will be another Meijiao Niang by your side. Why don't so many people want to be emperor?"

Aunt Mo was speechless, she didn't dare to answer these words, and she couldn't answer them either.

Fu Meimei let go of her hand, and dropped the handkerchief on the ground. It was brand new with beautiful perforations, but now it is like a discarded waste.

(End of this chapter)