According to the decoration style of the previous life, the Chinese decoration style is integrated with the essence of the West. The huge balcony, the floor-to-ceiling glass windows, the precious furniture and the precious carpet under the feet, plus the fireplace used in winter, the large and soft sofa makes people want to curl up in it and enjoy a leisurely afternoon.

The sun shines into the bright bedroom, and the fresh and elegant scent of perfume comes in as a window is opened for ventilation, making the whole room as beautiful as a garden.

The design originally tends to be feminine, with floor-to-ceiling windows and a very creative design layout. Every detail is designed just right. Every corner and every edge, as well as the placement and installation of palace lanterns, are all completely in line with the essence of design. Even the most inconspicuous places have been carefully designed.

Wu Mei moved back and forth in every room incredibly. At this moment, she seemed like a princess in a fairy tale world, wandering in her cute girlhood, and she felt like she was flying.

Li Hong gave her perhaps the most unimaginable sense of beauty and the most unforgettable moment so far.

"No, the Daming Palace also needs to be designed with such a bedroom. Hong'er, your mother really likes it! You are such a clever little kid." Wu Mei looked at the large, comfortable, soft and elegant bed, and wished that the night would fall immediately so that she could get into bed and have a perfect dream.

Li Hong smiled and continued to hold Wu Mei's hand. He sat down in front of the dressing table and looked at the beautiful woman in the mirror who seemed to have shown no signs of aging. An evil smile unconsciously flashed across his lips.

"Mother, open this drawer and take a look." Li Hong said mysteriously.

"What? Do you still want to give your mother a surprise? Wow..." Wu Mei said as she opened the drawer, only to see all kinds of cosmetics inside.

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The beautiful crystal jewelry box is filled with various jewelry. Through the refraction of the crystal, each piece of jewelry seems to be sparkling with beautiful light.

The other jewelry boxes made of precious wood, the perfume bottles on the dressing table, the dazzling array of jewels, jade, gold and silver ornaments all made Wu Mei feel that she was surrounded by happiness at this moment.

"Little thing, did I miss something?" Wu Mei sat on the chair and glanced at Li Hong.

Then he suddenly stood up and ran to another room, opened the wardrobe made of precious wood, and his eyes lit up again. The clothes and shoes that were completely different from those of this era were neatly arranged, and each one was carefully placed and designed. Some large jewelry, felt hats, etc. were all placed in different positions!

Especially the soft sitting couch in the middle and the bright three-dimensional large mirror, which allow you to dress yourself up perfectly without leaving the house.

Wu Mei seemed to have returned to her girlhood and hurried to the bathroom. Sure enough, the finest silk pajamas and other bathrobes were all embroidered with the queen's symbol, the phoenix, in gold thread.

Whether it was singing loudly, dancing gracefully, or the elaborate designs on the cuffs, collars, and belts, all of these gave her a feeling that could be called a "dream."

Wu Mei and Li Hong sat leisurely in the rocking chair, with a bright floor-to-ceiling window in front of them. On the coffee table in the middle of the rocking chair, there were fresh fruits and snacks, and flowers in a crystal vase, also blooming with her fragrance.

Banmei was making tea for the mother and son, while the mother and son were looking through the bright window at the entire Taiyi City that seemed to be under their feet.

"Your Taiyi City was built according to the Bagua diagram? It's divided into yin and yang levels, right?" Wu Mei was in a very happy mood. Through the shady trees, the flowers surrounding the city walls, or the lush green lawns, she could see the entire layout of Taiyi City at a glance.

"Mother is so wise. Others have only seen through it after half a year, but you saw through my layout for Taiyi City at a glance. I admire you." Li Hong tried his best to flatter her.

Wu Mei glanced at him, took the tea that Xun Lan handed over, looked at the exquisite cup and asked, "Why don't you use this porcelain cup when you can have a crystal cup for tea?"

Li Hong sat on a recliner, basking in the afternoon sun, legs crossed, and lazily said, "You know that the texture and raw materials of crystal and glass were discovered by me on a whim. In comparison, both celadon and white porcelain are the crystallization of the collective wisdom of the people of the Tang Dynasty, which is obviously much more brilliant than my own wisdom."

"Then isn't this cup also made of clay? How is it different from your sand? Aren't they both very cheap?" Wu Mei rolled her eyes at him, like an old pedant.

"Your Majesty, your Majesty is wrong. The temperature of the fire in our Great Tang has been raised to a physical limit. This kind of fired porcelain, after being processed by our Great Tang's skilled craftsmen, is absolutely a work of art. Forget it, I won't tell you about this. You won't understand even if I tell you. Just rest assured. What your son gives you is absolutely the best in the world." Li Hong was too lazy to explain to her, and no explanation would work.

Could it be possible to tell her that if the royal family had not liked the so-called Tang Sancai burial objects in this era, this kind of porcelain would not have been developed.

However, in terms of smelting, after the Tang Dynasty raised the fire temperature to the limit, whether it was Tang Sancai used for burial purposes, in fact, Tang Sancai was not exactly porcelain, but rather a product of low-temperature lead pottery.

However, after the transition from low-temperature lead pottery to high-temperature firing, and after Li Hong added quartz stone and other materials to the original porcelain raw materials, the porcelain craftsmanship of the Tang Dynasty has reached the level of the Song Dynasty, and even surpassed it.

However, the development of porcelain has reached its peak by now. As for the blue and white porcelain developed after the Song Dynasty, Li Hong believes that they are just some unorthodox methods, which are just some far-fetched works that were conceived after it was difficult to make a breakthrough in the mainstream of ceramic art.

It was rare for Wu Mei not to be angry. Whenever this little thing was too lazy to talk, he would use these words to fool her, making it seem like she didn't understand anything.

The mother and son each had a rocking chair, and enjoyed the rare leisurely afternoon with the service of the palace maids.

The setting sun slowly sank to the west, and the afterglow of the sunset, with a layer of golden light, enveloped all the land including Taiyi City. The blood-red setting sun carried a hint of golden light, as if urging the earth beneath its feet to enter the night where all things were silent.

Li Hong has disliked dusk since he was a child. Dusk always makes him feel sad, whether in this life, the previous life, or the other eight lives. After countless reincarnations, Li Hong's attitude towards dusk has never changed. He always feels an inexplicable sadness, mixed with a trace of sorrow, and even a sense of loneliness.

Wu Mei shook her head helplessly. This little thing seemed to be infected with a disease. Every time the most beautiful evening came, she felt like she was sick. It always made her feel that there was endless sorrow hidden in this little body.

"I feel uncomfortable in the evening, so I drive to the ancient plain. The sunset is so beautiful, but it's almost dusk! Forget it, mother, I'll ask you to have dinner in the most prosperous place in Taiyi City." Li Hong was losing interest and felt an inexplicable pain about the sunset.

"When have you been to Leyouyuan?" Wu Mei pondered over Li Hong's seemingly impromptu poem and questioned him with a woman's psychology that could never be guessed.

Li Hong stood up and sighed helplessly. This is what women are like. They don't care why her son is so talented and can write such a famous poem! Instead, they care about when her son ran out of Chang'an City and went to Leyouyuan, also known as Guyuan, to play.

"How could I dare to leave the city without your and my father's permission? I was just daydreaming and imagining." Li Hong waved his hand and watched Banmei take out a set of clothes. This meant that his mother was going out to change clothes, so he slowly walked out.

What is a more advanced feeling? Li Hong made Wu Mei fully experience it, an alternative high-level ceremony that was completely different from the grand and solemn ceremony of the royal travel.

Every time Li Hong followed Li Zhi and Wu Mei out, he listened to the sound of ritual music, watched the banners, flags, winged screens, etc. swaying in front of him, and listened to the loud recitations by the Ministry of Rites or other officials.

Li Hong always wanted to make a funny expression that was widely circulated on the Internet in his previous life. Every time he got in the car, he felt that the funny expression was very suitable for his expression at that time.

Nine carriages drove out of the gate of the royal manor in a line. Each carriage had a special royal emblem on the outside. Soldiers led by the Crown Prince Six were already at the gate, and the entire route was under martial law with a sentry every three steps and a guard every five steps.

The four carriages in front led the way and blocked the road, while the four carriages in the back protected, guarded and covered the rear.

Wu Mei and Li Hong sat in the middle carriage together, watching as Li Hong's men sealed off the entire road since they left the manor gate. When passing the intersection, they could even see some people walking back and forth with vigilant expressions, looking at the blocked crowd.

Nine carriages were driving on the streets of Taiyi City. Unlike the royal procession with loud drums and music, the carriages were driving silently, with a mysterious and noble atmosphere.

This mysterious and noble feeling filled the crowd outside who were forbidden to go out with curiosity. They stretched their necks from time to time to look at the line of carriages with longing looks on their faces.

Wu Mei, sitting in the car, observed the reactions of the people around her. The mysterious and noble feeling, which was different from the royal travel, made her feel that this way of travel was fresh, mysterious and not noble.

As one carriage after another passed every intersection, Wu Mei's mysterious and low-key noble feeling would become stronger. This mysterious and low-key nobility was completely different from the ostentatiousness of royal travel, and instead made people unconsciously feel more superior.

Looking forward, I saw four carriages exchanging and switching positions, cooperating skillfully with each other to clear the way and stop people from talking. The soldiers on both sides did the same, with their lances flashing coldly, blocking the crowd from approaching the road.

After about a cup of tea, the speed of the carriage gradually slowed down. It seemed that every horse was stepping in the same pace, which made Wu Mei, who was sitting in the carriage, feel very comfortable. As her carriage stopped in front of a restaurant, she saw two groups of people standing respectfully at the door, obviously welcoming her arrival.

Wu Mei looked at Li Hong in a daze, and then was pulled by Li Hong to stand up. She looked a little reluctant. She had not yet enjoyed the mysterious and low-key noble feeling just now, so how come it was over now?