Early the next morning, Wang Yue took her to the Baihua Palace in Heaven to report.
There are various flower gods in the Baihua Palace, the peonies are gorgeous and the gardenias are refreshing.
They were all very enthusiastic and welcomed her arrival.
"Little sister Poppy." Peony was the first to come forward, picked off a peony flower from the brocade and pinned it to her hair, "It's so beautiful."
"It's so gorgeous!" Narcissus shook his head and said, "I think Sister Poppy is suitable for narcissus, very elegant."
As soon as the sound fell, she pinned the daffodils on her head.
"I think she is suitable for peach blossom..."
"But I feel that her clothes are more suitable for Kikyo..."
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That night, Luo Qingchen received ninety-nine flowers of different categories. The fairies in Baihua Palace are pretty good and very enthusiastic.
Probably because they are both lower immortals, there are not so many calculations between immortals.
Moreover, during the "Bagua Period" in the evening, Luo Qingchen also learned about the recent events in the Heavenly Palace.
"Have you heard? This time the Emperor of Heaven is interested in a folk woman. It is said that she is very similar to Xiantianhou."
"Yes, yes! I heard about it too, and Concubine Yue personally went to pick her up today."
"What's that person's name?"
"It seems to be called Ning'er?"
Luo Qingchen suddenly opened her eyes and murmured: "Nine points of similarity."
This plot is different from the original plot after the original owner, but it can be considered within the normal range.
After all, her appearance itself will change the original plot.
Early the next morning, Luo Qingchen specially took a white veil from the Baihua Palace and planted poppies in the Baihua Garden in front of her.
Unexpectedly, he met the folk woman Yue Bingxin and the flower fairies were discussing yesterday - Ning'er.
She was slightly startled when she saw her. She did look very similar to her, but there was no fierceness between her eyebrows, but instead there was a touch of gentleness.
Yue Bingxin stood next to her, laughing softly, stroking her hand while speaking softly.
Ning'er looked a little frightened, her hands trembled slightly, and she wanted to stay away from Yue Bingxin, but she was holding her tightly.
Luo Qingchen narrowed his eyes and raised the Linglong Ring in his right hand slightly. Yue Bingxin accidentally fell to the ground.
Ning'er hurriedly withdrew her hand and took two steps back.
Yue Bingxin looked ferocious for a moment, but the next second she saw a figure not far away, her ferocious face instantly turned into a soft one, with a pair of beautiful eyes filled with tears.
"Bing Xin, what's wrong?" A familiar voice sounded slowly. Luo Qingchen looked at the man in golden clothes walking over, gently helped Yue Bingxin up and said, "Why did you fall..."
"No... it's nothing..." As she spoke, she looked at Ning'er and said angrily, "It's my own carelessness and it's none of sister Ning'er's business."
The next second, Di Fanyu turned around and said with a slight anger in his eyebrows: "What are you doing?"
"I..." Ning'er bit her lip, her face turned pale, she just put on the gorgeous clothes yesterday, and whispered: "It's not me..."
"Didn't the maids of Tianyifang teach you the rules? Shouldn't you help the imperial concubine when she falls?" Di Fanyu's tone was a little bad, but his eyes never left Ning'er.
Really, very similar, but there is no domineering and aloofness in her eyebrows.
"I'm sorry..." She knelt down with a thud and murmured: "It was Ning'er's negligence. Please don't hurt him..."
he? Luo Qingchen frowned and wondered in her heart: Who is he
Miss Ning'er's mortal husband. (To be continued)