The emperor granted bathing in the Huayu Hall, and the imperial spring water washed the fat skin smoothly.
The Peony Soup, built with bluestone,
The steaming hot spring water shimmers in the sunlight, intoxicating.
Sheng Xiyan lay there quietly with her eyelids closed, looking incredibly beautiful.
Her hair was a little wet, her long veil was fluttering, and her hair accessories were decorated with flower petals.
After taking a short nap, I heard, "My dear, wake up."
Sheng Xiyan opened her hazy eyes and slept so comfortably.
Several palace maids helped her out of the bath. She was as pure as ice and jade, and very charming.
Sheng Xiyan was surprised to find that she was wrapped in a red satin embroidered with dragons and phoenixes and woven with gold. The inside was soft velvet, and the dragon and phoenix patterns on the outside were embellished with various gems, sparkling. Was Ci Yuquan treated like this?
Inside the Huayu Hall, in front of the bronze mirror, a rosy face was reflected.
She has no makeup on, but she looks charming and gorgeous.
"Master Sheng, you must be thirsty. Have some nourishing soup first."
The person who greeted them was a palace maid who was younger than the palace nanny and older than the palace maids. People called her Aunt Ming.
"I went back to my hometown and came back to serve you."
Sheng Xiyan heard that she should be the imperial aunt. Usually, the imperial aunts are close to the emperor and have taken care of him since childhood.
The beauty in the bronze mirror is as beautiful as a lily in the morning light, with white skin and long hair like a black waterfall, hanging down like a shawl.
The gentle smile has an indescribable agility and tenderness.
Aunt Ming and several palace maids sighed, "Young Master Sheng's appearance is truly stunning, and she has even more charm."
Sheng Xiyan ate papaya snow frog in small bites. She has grown up now and is in the prime of her life.
After dressing up, she changed into a complete set of inner shirts made of brocade.
"Emerald and gold threads, woven into the emperor's robes",
Yunjin is the most luxurious and top-grade custom-made by the royal family. It is said that foreign countries almost emptied their national treasury to buy it.
The outer skirt was a long red one. Sheng Xiyan thought of the palace rules. Wasn't it true that only the queen could wear bright red clothes?
Look at the pattern again, is it a phoenix playing with a peony?
With political acumen, Sheng Xiyan looked outside the hall.
It's not dark yet, and if someone sees me going out like this, it will probably cause a lot of discussion.
"Aunt Ming, could this dress be wrong?"
Aunt Ming said with a smile: "Don't worry, Miss Sheng, this is a brand new dress that the Emperor specially ordered the Clothing Bureau to make. There will be no mistakes.
Wait a moment, I will take you out from the north and take you back to Guanju Palace in a sedan chair."
A sedan is fine, it’s not too ostentatious.
Half an hour later, the sedan chair stopped at the door of the main hall of Guanju Palace.
Hua Xia helped Sheng Xiyan down slowly. Her long skirt dragged on the ground, her hair was as black as ink, and she really looked like a delicate maid who was weak and helpless.
Because she had just done facial cream and was afraid of being exposed to the sun, she also wore a gauze hat, which made her look ethereal and seductive.
Dun Guiyuan came out of the side hall and saw Sheng Xiyan entering the main hall.
"Is she wearing a bright red dress? Am I seeing things right?"
"My Lord, you are not mistaken. It is red and very beautiful. It really looks like a fairy."
Dun Guiyuan gave her a glare, and the maid immediately changed her tune, "She's so ugly, the young lady is the real fairy."
"This little widow dared to break the palace rules. I'll tell the Empress how I'm going to complain to her when everyone in the palace pays their respects tomorrow morning!"
Sheng Xiyan arrived at the yard and saw a different scene.
The red pepper tree as red as a gem, the red decorations of carved beams and painted buildings,
I walked up the steps and touched the pepper mud beside the temple door. It turned out that this was the surprise he mentioned.
The corners of her round lips curled up, and she looked up and saw a pattern of mandarin ducks playing in the water and the word "happiness" on the screen.
I immediately became alert and wondered if this was against palace rules.
Forget it, never mind, enjoying the present moment is the most important thing.
She stretched out her delicate hands to touch the word "happiness", unable to conceal her smile.
Sheng Xiyan, you have gained happiness again. God is so kind to you.
"Mother!"
Jiang Jiang was holding a wooden sword in his hand, with a little black cat and a Chow Chow puppy following at his feet.
Seeing the wooden sword, Sheng Xiyan remembered that before Qi Yan went to war, she carefully wiped the sword he wore on his waist.
It’s over, it’s all over.
Sheng Xiyan gently stroked the little face, "Jiang Jiang, are you happy?"
"Happy, mother, look."
The little guy imitated the sword dance of the palace guards. His movements were childish but his expression was serious.
Kittens and puppies chased and played at his feet.
Not to mention the hall, which was decorated like a newlywed couple. Even the rosewood bed was replaced with a red mattress and a golden silk gauze curtain with dragon and phoenix patterns.
"My lady, are you feeling hot? Come and have a bowl of icy yogurt. Meixiang is very skilled in making it. It's even better than what the imperial kitchen makes."
Meixiang and Shanhu came in with plates and stuffed peanuts and dates under the mattress.
"Our young lady will surely be able to conceive an heir to the throne soon."
Sheng Xiyan ate half a bowl of ice cream and said with a smile, "Why does it feel unreal to me?"
"It's true. If the Emperor treats you well, you will be able to rise to higher positions."
After a stick of incense, a voice outside the palace suddenly announced: "The Emperor has arrived!"
Sheng Xiyan hurriedly straightened her clothes, picked up the Ruyi fan, and sat upright beside the bed.
Seeing the bright yellow boots getting closer from under the fan, my heart was in my throat, more nervous than operating on Shen Wanrong.
Xuan Ling walked to the bed and stopped a foot away. He saw Sheng Xiyan wearing a light silk gauze, holding a fan in her jade hand, and her head slightly tilted to the right, which could not conceal her noble elegance.
Why isn't he moving?
Sheng Xiyan secretly moved the fan away and raised her eyes to meet the man's affectionate gaze.
The emperor was dressed in a red robe.
Sheng Xiyan's heartbeat quickened a little more. She quickly put down the Zhengyi fan and shyly covered her face.
"I have searched for her among the crowd for a thousand times, but that one glimpse of her is unforgettable."
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