Chapter 45: Wearing the same clothes

"Who is this? So beautiful."

"When did such a person appear in the harem? Upon closer inspection, she looks a bit like Concubine Li."

"What kind of aesthetics do you mean? This woman looks much prettier than Concubine Li. To be specific, Concubine Li is an abstract beauty, while the one in front of me is a realistic beauty."

What he meant was that the woman in white in front of him was more delicate and specific, while Concubine Li only had the rough appearance of a beauty and could not be looked at closely.

"Am I seeing right? She seems to be wearing the white fox fur coat that the Kingdom of Jin presented to the emperor last year?"

"What? Is it the white fox fur coat that the emperor treasured and no one else gave it to him?"

The ladies who were familiar with Zhou took Zhou's hand and asked with certainty and suspicion: "Sister Zhou, why does that lady look so much like your second daughter, Sister Yue? Hiss...Did your family send Sister Tong and Sister Yue to the palace during the beauty pageant in early summer this year?"

If so, it must be Jiang Xinyue.

Zhou was stunned for a moment. Was the noble lady who looked so sacred and inviolable the poor concubine who used to pretend to be a little poor at home?

Unfortunately, she was in the palace now and could not lose her composure, otherwise she would have to rush up to take a closer look to see if she was a fox spirit wearing a human skin mask.

The palace is the place that tortures youth the most, how can she become more and more beautiful?

Seeing that Zhou did not answer, but just stared at the lady with a gloomy face, and seeing that the eldest daughter of the Jiang family was not present, they came to their senses.

Zhou was probably unwilling to see a concubine's daughter being favored.

Jiang Shaoqing of the Jiang family is a sensible person, but it's a pity that his wife is short-sighted.

If such a peerless beauty were born in another family, she would definitely be worshipped as a rare treasure.

Those who can bring prosperity and favor to the family can force themselves to smile no matter how much they dislike them.

The concubines looked at the fox fur on Zhen Guirong with jealous and resentful eyes.

What kind of magic did this bitch use to make the emperor make exceptions for her again and again?

They all saw it just now. Zhen Guirong came here in a sedan chair.

It was clearly stipulated in the palace rules that only concubines above the rank of concubine could ride in a sedan chair. She was only a fourth-rank concubine. How could she dare to ride in one without the emperor's permission?

The fox fur and the sedan chair made even Concubine Liang, who was sitting on the sedan chair, a little jealous. She said sourly: "Zhen Guirong is indeed the favorite of the emperor. No one else can ask for this fox fur, but only when it comes to her, people eagerly send it to her palace."

The king had to watch with all his eyes and nose, pretending not to hear it.

He was just a small errand runner under the emperor's orders. Concubine Liang should not point the finger at him.

"The Emperor has arrived - the Empress has arrived -"

the eunuchs' chanting made Wang Dequan, who was sitting on pins and needles, breathe a sigh of relief and quickly walked back to the emperor.

Jiang Xinyue's seat was after Jin Chongyi and before Zhang Wanyi. She was not at all embarrassed, with wolves in front and tigers behind, and sat down steadily.

Xi Que and Shuang Jiang were on high alert, fearing that the two would have bad intentions and dirty their master's fox fur.

It was warm as spring in Baohe Hall, and in fact, you wouldn't freeze without the fox fur. After wearing it for a while and attracting enough attention, Jiang Xinyue took it off, and Xiao Xuanzi put it on her arm and retreated to a corner with few people.

Now it's okay!

The gifted items must not be damaged or lost at will. If someone comes to find it, they will destroy her fox fur, but they will also chop off a few heads.

"Huh?"

Someone looked at Concubine Su, then looked at Zhen Guirong, and suddenly exclaimed: "Concubine Su, how come your dress is exactly the same as Zhen Guirong's?"

This is impossible!

The clothes of the concubines in the harem are made by the Shangfu Bureau and the Weaving Bureau. There are strict rules on which color and pattern each concubine should wear, and it is impossible to make a mistake.

Everyone looked at Jiang Xinyue and Concubine Su, but they soon found that wearing the same clothes is not a big deal, but whoever looks ugly will be embarrassed.

Zhen Guirong has a slender and upright figure, and her graceful and graceful posture makes this milk apricot-colored cheongsam embroidered with lily flowers look very well-proportioned. Her snow-white skin is much brighter than the clothes, and with her red lips, she is really a fairy.

Looking at her hair full of pearls and jade, she looks rich and noble, but she makes people feel that she should be so beautiful, delicate, and charming...

On the other hand, Concubine Su is plain, without any extra jewelry, and her hair is also properly combed into two buns with a pink tassel hanging on it, which is the style of a cool and talented woman. She is

also good-looking when taken out alone, and even more charming than usual.

But her opponent is Jiang Xinyue, and the porridge and side dishes are not as good as abalone and lobster. There is no comparison between the two.

On the throne above, Emperor Xuanwu obviously noticed it. He frowned slightly, raised his hand and waved, and someone came forward to listen to the order.

"Drag Concubine Su away, don't make Zhen Guirong unhappy."

Without the emperor's consent, it is a violation of palace rules and must be punished. Not everyone is Zhen Guirong.

Concubine Su was gagged and taken away.

After a small episode, the banquet officially began. With Wang Dequan's loud voice: "Open the banquet--"

the palace maids filed in, holding delicious food in their hands.

Jiang Xinyue's barbecue and fried chicken were indeed among them, and judging from the location of the display, they seemed to be the main dishes. If she

had known to make hot pot earlier, so many people would gather around one table, and she would save money for Emperor Xuanwu's treasury!

The beautiful singers and dancers of the Jiaofangsi danced and sang skillfully to the music, creating a joyful scene.

Jiang Yulin stared at Jiang Xinyue without blinking, and it was hard for her to accept that the person who had to please her mother in the past had become a favored concubine for whom the emperor would stand up without saying a word.

The handsome face and supreme majesty of Emperor Xuanwu made her fascinated.

Time waits for no one, and who among those who want to enter the palace to become a queen wants to wait for three years for the selection, and endure years of hardship without being favored by the emperor?

They would rather enter the palace by being favored by the emperor, so that they can win at the starting line.

Xi Que put the barbecue hot on the low stove and wrapped it with chili rings and garlic slices according to Jiang Xinyue's taste, but Jiang Xinyue shook her head: "Remove the garlic slices."

She might have to come into close contact with Emperor Xuanwu in a while, and if her mouth smelled of garlic, all her work today would be in vain.

Although her stepfather listened to her advice and placed a glass of lemon water next to her for gargling, she would not eat garlic tonight for safety reasons.

Concubine Li came with the Emperor and Empress Zhu, and her seat was the first on the left hand side of the Emperor.

The ladies and young ladies who were discussing Jiang Xinyue in the palace corridor just now stared with round eyes, obviously frightened.

"That...that is not Concubine Li?"

"Zhen Guirong...is the concubine's daughter of Lord Jiang, the Junior Secretary of the Honglu Temple. I knew that she was so beautiful and would enter the palace sooner or later."