The Taishi's Mansion has been preparing methodically since receiving the edict. In fact, it is accurate to say that from the old lady Feng Taishi to the aunt and concubine's room, everyone knows this well.
Especially the four aunts of the three young ladies in the Fuzhong accounted for two. In the past few days, they all walked with their chins high and looked like a villain.
Feng Qingqing and Feng Ruoyu had long ago been taught by the fourth sister, Feng Taishi asked the grandmother in the palace to teach them, and they knew all about the etiquette and rules of the palace.
On the contrary, Feng Yanran was ignored because of her health.
Anyway, everyone knows that this eldest lady will lose the election 100%.
In a blink of an eye, August 3 came, and today is the day when Xiu Nu enters the palace.
The old lady kindly sent her to the carriage and touched her head, as if Su Kui didn't enter the palace but just went out and would be back soon.
"Of course, be good." The old lady only said a word to her in the end.
Su Kui smiled and nodded, "Hmm! I know!"
Yu Guang looked at Taishi Feng and Si Yiniang not far away, and put Feng Qingqing and Feng Ruoyu on the carriage, her eyes darkened as she carefully ordered them.
Su Kui immediately lowered her eyes to hide the ridicule in her eyes. This Taishi Feng was also so cool and terribly cool. Feng Yanran was really a stupid girl, who was ignored as such and even had illusions about his father's love.
Looking at Su Kui's appearance, the old lady sighed, waved her hand and did not speak. It was obvious that she was also helpless to this son.
Feng Zheng, who had been standing still in front of the house with his hands behind his hands, stood in front of the house and stared at Su Kui, his eyes flashed.
Watching her behave like a baby to the old lady, the dimples on her cheeks seemed to be filled with honey, and she looked at her father eagerly, but she was disappointed and aggrieved that she could not get a trace of attention.
I don't know why, there is a bit of boring pain in his heart. Thinking of Su Kui's performance this month, it seems that he has indeed changed his temper.
Feng Zheng finally stepped up before the carriage set off, and stretched out her hand like an old lady to rub her hair, "I'm not at home in the palace. If you can let you mess around, you are not young anymore. Remember to stay in the palace. You have made a mistake. After some time, my brother will pick you up."
Su Kui cat's pupils lit up, and then raised a big smile, dazzling him, "Hmm!"
The carriage started slowly and headed towards the imperial palace towering in the center of Kyoto.
Su Kui vigorously waved to the old lady and brother until they were no longer visible.
Slowly put down her hands and sat back in the car. Su Kui gently curled her lips and smiled. She clicked her lips, and she was in a surprisingly good mood.
Is this a successful strategy
and so-
Even if she can't hold her thick thighs, she has a way to go back.
At least, she was no longer so lonely and hopeless as Feng Yanran.
So, when he was in a good mood, Su Kui began to hum a little song.
"Speaking of long and long, he said that there is happiness and joy, and he said that there is sorrow and greet. Now, it is like the autumn wind, and all kinds of kindness are hooked. Only a lonely shadow, once a good dream is over Wow~"
Su Kui raised her orchid finger and mumbled softly, sorrowing and sorrowing Du Shiniang to vividly sing a song, as if someone really took her to her heart.
At this time, a luxuriously shaped carriage and Feng's carriage passed by. A small flag above the carriage was flying in the wind, and on the flag was a lone wolf with a gloomy look.
A man in the car supported his cheek with one hand, his jade finger flew up and down with a bone china cup, Liuyun robe body was shining with silver light, and he looked extremely boring.
Until he heard the soft voice of the soft jade, some of the sentences were not clear even because the master didn't care about the sound fluctuations, but they could still draw people's hearts and minds.
The man can’t tell what it feels like. If he insists on saying it, it’s like a lonely ghost who has been wandering for a hundred years. He suddenly found his home. The panic life will completely leave him. He will not. Lonely again.