Pick a Prince and Get Rich

In this chamber, Murong Shang was teaching Ning Silian how to face the saint, how to salute and greet him, who he met, and what characteristics these people had. He told her in detail.

"Chang'er, please slow down. I haven't remembered a lot. Is that the way to salute?" Ning Silian slightly bent her knees toward her, put her hands flat to her left chest, and lowered her left hand with her right hand.

Murong Chang looked at her, then helped her to get up, slightly showing a trace of satisfaction on her face: "that's it, the face should be calm, don't be nervous, don't falter, the emperor doesn't eat people."

Listening to her joking, Ning Silian took a sigh of relief, took the soup on the table and drank it all: "I've lived so long, but how can I not be nervous when I see the emperor for the first time."

Murong Chang carried her clothes, left and right, and finally chose a cloud smoke silk plain skirt with blooming lotus flowers on it. The coat was crimson and flowery. On the transparent gauze clothing, the dark lines of branches and leaves are woven, and the half sleeves of the elegant Fei edge are stacked loosely on the shoulders. A Chinese Yellow brocade girdle waist. The whole dress is quite in line with Ning Silian's temperament.

"I'll live with you tonight, and tomorrow I'll ask pangchun to invite some skillful girls to make up for you!" Murong Chang picked out a pair of gorgeous gold silk inlaid with ruby from his own box and stepped to shake it. At the end of that step, tassels hung down and swayed back and forth with Murong Chang's hand.

"These are gorgeous, aren't they?" Ning Silian looked at the things she chose for herself, and her hands shook, "otherwise, I won't go, let Ning Huai go!"

Seeing her timidity, Murong Chang put down her step and poked her eyebrows and said, "it's really hopeless. Don't you want to make a good impression on the saint so that he can marry the king of Peiping in the future?"

"Really?" Ning Silian's eyes are shining. If the emperor can marry her and Ruchang, she doesn't have to worry about the baby in her stomach.

"It depends on your performance tomorrow." Murong Chang said with a smile.

"I will deal with it." With motivation, Ning Silian can learn faster.

On the other side, Ji Rusheng throws the paper in her hand in front of Ning Huai: "take back your painting."

"Since my cousin and sister-in-law don't like it, Huaier takes it back. Cousin, do you have something to do with me?" Ning Huai rolled up the paper and laughed. His smile revealed two small tiger teeth. He looked very clever.

But Ji Rusheng doesn't like him. Although he is clever now, in fact, the master is not easy to fool. He is smart and doesn't beat around the bush. He just says, "tomorrow, you and your sister will go to the palace together. I'll let Xiao Xiazi meet you at the gate of the palace. Then I'll recognize my ancestors with Silian."

Insert the scroll back into the reel, Ning Huai suddenly gathered a smile and looked at Ji Rusheng with deep eyes. Word by word, he said: "my elder sister enters the palace to get a reward. If I go, I will let people know that we are prepared. I'd better wait for the emperor's call without any action."

Ji Rusheng hears speech, tiny Leng, instantly wake up, stare at the little humanity in front of him: "you are so confident, the emperor will summon you?"

Ning Huai walked back and forth in the room, stayed in front of him and said with a smile, "I'm the youngest child in the history of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty. According to the emperor's temperament, he even wanted to see his sister. Why don't he want to see me?"