At Nangong Yi's birthday banquet, the concubines were all ready to show off their talents and compete with each other for beauty.
Because Lan Shuang is now the most favored in the palace, her palace dress is the most beautiful and noble. The light pink skirt sets off her face with spring color, and she is beautiful and lovely. The gold-woven hollow butterfly and flower pattern on the outer cover adds a bit of fairy air.
She put on an exquisite golden tasseled crown and stood in front of the crowd, grabbing everyone's attention.
"How is it? Does it look good?"
She turned around and asked Zhishu and Zhili.
Zhishu was amazed. "It's beautiful, so beautiful. If Your Majesty wore this, His Majesty would be stunned. There is no one more beautiful than Your Majesty in the entire harem."
Zhili also said: "No one would dislike the queen, right? Even a woman like you feels moved when you see her."
Lan Shuang laughed, "How can anyone be liked by everyone?"
She turned to look at the person in the bronze mirror and smiled slightly. As long as Nangong Yi liked her, it was enough. Didn't he like plain and simple beauties like Xiao Feiyan?
Aren't you using her as a substitute or a shield?
She was determined to tear his delusion apart.
After looking at it for a while, she suddenly sat down in front of the dressing table and said, "Get a very fine pen for outlining patterns."
"yes."
Zhishu brought out the pen and paint, and Lan Shuang looked at herself carefully in the mirror for a moment. Her face was more suitable for heavy makeup than a pitiful look.
But this outfit is still elegant and noble, so we need to find a balance between them.
Lan Shuang picked up the pen, dipped it in rouge and carefully drew on the center of her eyebrows.
Soon, a peach blossom with pink and red color bloomed on the forehead, layer by layer, gorgeous and not vulgar.
With her delicate and gorgeous eyebrows and eyes, she is even more charming, but she still feels like something is missing. Tomorrow she has prepared a big show for Nangong Yi, and she wants to go on stage with her most beautiful side and leave a strong mark.
Zhishu and Zhili, who were standing nearby, were stunned. "Your Majesty is so beautiful, isn't she? But isn't she a bit too voluptuous?"
Lan Shuang glanced at them and chuckled, "I'm the most favored imperial concubine in the six palaces. Wouldn't it be worthy of this status if I weren't a little bit gorgeous?"
Zhishu and the other two were stunned, and it seemed that they felt the same.
Zhili touched his chin and suddenly said, "If that's the case, then could you also add a little pink to the corners of your eyes, Madam?
Lan Shuang was startled, then a light bulb went off in her head, "You're right!"
She picked up a pen, dipped it in red and pink rouge, drew half an eyeliner, and extended it slightly from the end of her eye. In this way, her every frown and smile was even more gorgeous, making it impossible to look directly at her.
It's like a peach blossom spirit.
This time it was perfect. Lan Shuang threw down her paintbrush, smeared the rouge at the end of her eyes and pressed it on her lips, smiling sweetly, "I'll paint it like this tomorrow, and you two will have a reward."
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The next evening, the palace was decorated with lights and was filled with joy.
A group of ministers and royal relatives arrived early, and the hall was bustling with people and the aroma of wine filled the air.
The Duke of Zhenguo and his family sat in the front, watching the excitement around them coldly and in silence.
Because of Lan Shuang's favor, the power of the Duke of Zhenguo's Mansion was at its peak. Many people wanted to curry favor with them, but most of them were minor officials. Other high-ranking officials also sent their daughters to the palace. They were in competition with Lan Shuang, but they could not win the competition, so these people did not look at the Duke of Zhenguo's family with a friendly look.
Another part of them considered themselves to be upright and looked down upon a favorite concubine like Lan Shuang, thinking that she was trying to please the master and seduce him.
I also feel that the Duke of Zhenguo, who could raise such a daughter, is not a good person.
So when other people were chatting with each other, no one paid attention to the Duke of Zhenguo's family.
Lan Ruo laughed and said, "It's boring. These people are so petty, yet they think more than anyone else."
Lan Rong nodded in agreement, but still advised: "Keep your voice down. You must be careful with your words and actions in the palace."
Lan Ruo curled her lips, "I know."
After waiting for about a quarter of an hour, a chaotic sound of footsteps was heard outside, but it soon returned to calm. A eunuch shouted, "Your Majesty has arrived - the Empress Dowager and the Imperial Concubine have arrived -"
The other concubines had taken their seats early in the morning, including Xiao Feiyan.
Her position was at the back, very inconspicuous, even remote. If you didn't pay attention, you couldn't see her, but she could see the whole place.
When she heard "Your Majesty", she was a little excited, but when she heard "Royal Concubine", her expression turned cold again and she stroked the jade hairpin on her head.
What a grand occasion today was! She couldn't have been unprepared. She'd put a lot of effort into her outfit. The ice-blue palace gown, with silver thread and flowers, was understated in color, but it suited her temperament perfectly. Her hair was tied low in a bun, adorned with jade hairpins and silver hairpins, making her look even more elegant and refined.
She didn't think she would lose to that sickly guy today.
Nangong Yi walked in first, the Queen walked side by side with him, and Lan Shuang lagged behind, following behind.
The ministers knelt down and bowed before them without even having time to look at them.
For a moment, there were shouts of "Long live the emperor" in the hall.
After Nangong Yi sat down on the throne, he raised his hand and said, "No need to be polite, everyone. Please stand."
"Thank you, Your Majesty."
Everyone stood up and returned to their seats, only then did they have time to look up, and when they saw it they were speechless.
Xiao Feiyan was also stunned.
It goes without saying that Nangong Yi looked majestic and handsome in his bright yellow dragon robe, and the empress looked noble and dignified in her phoenix robe, which made the touch of pink seem even more out of place.
Like a peach blossom blooming in a golden palace.
Delicate, beautiful and full of vitality.
Under the bright candlelight in the hall, she smiled, looked radiant and looked breathtakingly gorgeous.
The hall was quiet for a moment because of her. Someone accidentally knocked over the wine cup, and a muffled "bang" sound attracted Lan Shuang's attention. She looked over, covered her lips and chuckled. The sound was not loud, but it was like a small silver bell, ringing in everyone's heart.
At this moment, she really looked like a beauties who brought disaster to the country.
And at this moment, a white figure walked to the door of the hall.
"I am late, Your Highness, I hope you will forgive me."
His voice broke the ambiguous atmosphere in the hall, and the ministers finally came to their senses.
Xiao Feiyan clenched her hands suddenly, her long nails digging into her palms, and her face twisted slightly in pain.
How dare she dress so seductively? Isn't she afraid of being reported by the officials?
A sour taste spread in her heart, and she was afraid and couldn't help but look in the direction of Nangong Yi.
Nangong Yi was talking to the Imperial Master. Xiao Feiyan could only see his lips moving but couldn't hear what he was saying.
But she clearly saw Nangong Yi turn around and smile at Lan Shuang.
The two looked at each other with deep affection in their eyes, so eager, so sincere, as if they were a loving couple.
Then what is she?
She picked up the wine glass in a trance and took a sip, but she found the wine very bitter and made her feel a little nauseous.
Nangong Yi did not make things difficult for the Imperial Master. After all, he never gave face to anyone. Moreover, today was his birthday, and he did not want to bring bad luck to himself. He waved his hand and let the Imperial Master sit down.
At this point, everyone was present and the banquet officially began.
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