Chapter 442 The Royal Family Feast (1)

Lin Qianqian went to Huang Wang Mansion to change into a white, plain tassel dress, and felt that it was too simple. After all, it was a banquet. If she just went to the banquet like this and was instigated by someone with a heart, wouldn't she become a sinner who despised the royal family?

No, no, no.

But when she saw the other women in Yuwen Huang's cabinet, she was so angry that she almost carried her over. How could this be the formal attire for the banquet? Although it was a bit more gorgeous and prosperous enough,... she always felt that these colorful clothes were like the clothes of dancers. If she asked her to wear these clothes, she might as well kill her directly.

"When did the prince's vision decrease to this level? Even the dancer looks old when wearing such clothes. Do you actually make me such a young girl so old?" Lin Qianqian felt a little guilty, well, a young girl who gave birth to a child, she is still a girl in her twenties.

After saying that, no longer talking, time was tight, so I could only do whatever I wanted to wear, untied the belts on the clothes, and the woman picked a belt with a garland of nine-colored garlands. The specific material was no longer distinguished, like it was made of extremely expensive silk. The most important thing was that the belt looked extremely gorgeous and gorgeous, and it was extremely soft and comfortable in the touch of the hand, giving people a feeling of ecstasy.

Without saying a word, Lin Qianqian tied the belt around her waist.

Suddenly, the nine-colored yarn belt was tied to her willow waist, showing her originally extremely slender waist. With the contrast of the belt, her waist was like a willow, as if it would sway with the wind at any time.

"It's just right for you." The man smiled.

The woman nodded with satisfaction and said, "After all, you have something to show off here."

A white tassel long skirt with pleated sways on the floor, floating like a fairy, without any extra burden, the woman rolled a pure white gauze belt between her sleeves, which floated slightly with the light shift of the lotus steps. She only had a nine-color belt around her waist, but she looked particularly brilliant. In this way, she was simple but not stunning, simple but not solemn.

"Well, this is the relics of my mother's mother, including everything in this room, which is the most loved thing she loved during her lifetime. After she left, I asked my father to give it to me, especially the nine-colored ribbon on your waist now, which is what she cherishes the most, because it is the token of love between her and her father, a symbol of unswerving death. She has always been careful to preserve it." The man said softly, unconsciously falling into the memories of the past. The impression of the mother's mother gradually blurred in his mind, but he will never forget the tenderness of the mother's mother.

Lin Qianqian's eyes narrowed, and she untied the belt of Nishang on her waist and said, "I'm sorry, I don't know that these are the relics of Concubine Qing, and I don't know that the meaning of this belt is so precious. So, I will untire it now, and you can keep it."

The man reached out and held her hand, shook his head softly and said, "My mother and her father once said that if one day I have someone I love, I will give this belt to her. Only to my beloved woman. I don't know who to give this belt except for you, so please be good at it."

The woman suddenly was speechless, looking at him without saying anything, then smiled softly, with bright eyes and white teeth. "I think it's so beautiful, I want to win people's hearts with a belt?"

"You can tell you like it very much."

Lin Qianqian stopped talking and shouldn't have put on this belt, but the moment the belt wrapped around her waist, she discovered the unusualness of this belt. It was not an ordinary belt, but a spiritual object, and the breath was the breath of Lingyue that she was extremely familiar with.

"I accepted it, it's the interest for giving birth to you." The woman said, "But I want others to forgive you with a belt, but it's not that simple, Prince Huang..."

After saying that, the woman stepped away. "Don't have a deep love for her children. If she doesn't go to the banquet, she will be beheaded."

Yuwen Huang caught up with him laughed and cried behind him.

A carriage left, a fat woman watched the carriage leave, pinched her fingers, thinking. "Hey, it's another Lingyue Sacred Artifact that returns. I really don't know if it's happiness or sorrow."

...

The palace has been decorated with a particularly gorgeous appearance at this moment. It was originally magnificent, but now it is even more magnificent. A tyrannical aura pounced towards Lin Qianqian.

He put down the curtain of the car with some boredom and looked at the man's calm face.

"The first time I entered the palace, I thought it was as beautiful as a fairyland on earth, but it was different from what I imagined. Beauty is beautiful, it was made of precious things, and it was missing the most natural beauty, and it was not as beautiful as it was beautiful." Lin Qianqian said a little disappointedly. The rumored palace was just like this. Many people squeezed their heads and wanted to squeeze in, but they didn't want to lose their freedom for this vanity and prosperity.

"The palace is like this, it is magnificent, but it is actually a big cage. For example, the love between the father and the mother was locked in this cage, and in the end... it died young." Yuwen Huang said sadly. Today he always thinks of his mother and misses others when he sees things, because today is a special day.

"I believe that the emperor and Concubine Qing are a couple who love each other. They love each other well. Even in this cage, they love each other." Lin Qianqian said: "The prince seems to have been mentioning Concubine Qing today because he misses others when he sees things? If this is the case, then I don't need to tie this belt."

"No." The man said: "Today is my mother's death day. Today, that year, she left me at this moment."

"Yuwen Huang..."

The carriage slowly drove into the main entrance of the palace, and then entered the inner palace, and the carriage was not allowed to move forward. The only way was to let pedestrians come down and enter the main hall of the inner palace.

Originally, Yuwen Huang's carriage was the most gorgeous. The mount was a flying dragon horse that Yuwen Liuyue succeeded when she went to plunder beasts. It was extremely precious. Over time, such equipment became Yuwen Huang's own unique symbol.

The carriage of the third prince, Prince Huang, immediately caused a big commotion. This was said to be the sixth birthday of the little prince, and it was also a disguised blind date meeting between the royal family and other nobles. It just so happened that the princes of the royal family had not been married yet. Facing the pride of heaven, how could those ladies not be excited?

Especially Yuwen Huang, who is the most golden, has one in his appearance, his character and virtue are obvious to all, and he is the most favored by the emperor. The most important thing is that this former silly prince has now transformed into a prince with real power. It cannot be said that he is also the most competitive candidate for the future crown prince. Whoever wants to marry her and fails to become the queen is also a noble prince!
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