Chapter 132: Face to face

Going back to Hou Mansion, Liu Xinmei became more curious about her past. She felt faintly that her past would not be as simple as what she saw and heard.
Hou Ye is a great hero, and Mrs. Xian is also a talented woman. When her brother was in his twenties, his father was born and died in Bianguan, and he won the respect of the people of Xi Chu with his own skills. How could their daughter So incompetent?
She couldn't figure out the reason for holding her head, there must be something wrong.
The only person familiar with her is Liu Ye'er. Although she is clever and loyal, the girl is younger than her. She has less experience and does not have much effort. Although the Hou House was peaceful on the surface, it was actually undercurrent, but she regarded it as a safe place, only because the people in the Hou House treated her very well.
She just wanted to piece together a complete past, alas, God made a joke with her, only gave her original owner's body but forgot to give her related memories. Fortunately, this person has nothing to do with the outside world, otherwise someone who is walking on the road will be drawn into a passionate chat and he doesn't know who the other person is, so it's embarrassing!
Liu Xinmei decided to find out her past in Houfu, Wangfu, is a new beginning. As for the future, she has only one uncertain goal. When she has enough money in her hand, she can buy a big house. That little guy is so good at home, she wants to live unfettered. She has no interest in sharing a man with so many women. She has a clean love for love. There is no problem without it. Absolute abuse is not allowed.
Wangfu is lively recently, but the lively is theirs, it has nothing to do with her. The skillful tailors and embroidered ladies in the capital are busy like high-speed spinning tops. They were just sent out by the side concubine and invited by the lady. Everyone hopes that the new clothes will bring out the slim waist and Linglong figure. The clothes were changed one by one, the hair bun was just combed, and it was upset again, and it was reorganized at the bronze mirror. I just spotted Dai Mei with the green snail, and I was busy dyeing the rouge on the lips of the cherry tree. The bride is more critical.
Ruyan Pavilion is quiet, but Liu Xinmei ’s door ca n’t get out of the door, but just flip through those books and calligraphy and paintings. In his spare time, he moves the zither and entertains himself. She didn't want to please anyone. A cup of tea and a heart of fragrant fragrance stretched her tired body and mind in the smoke, and the day was like a fairy.
In the afternoon, she would not let Chaofan go to school again. Both mother and son followed Ma Mama to learn some etiquette rules in the palace. Since he was attending the banquet as a princess and a prince, he was not to be rude to the audience. In the face of the facts, all rumors about them will not break through.
Fortunately, the little guy is extremely clever. After only learning a few times, it will look very different.
Even Ma Ma couldn't help but complain: How could the prince ignore such a good two people? The mother Xiuwai Huizhong and her son are courteous and courteous. Those rumours in the palace must be intentional. Even though she was accustomed to the battles in the harem, she began to feel uneasy for them.
The day goes by step by step, no one will come early because of who's expectation, or because of who is unhappy, on a light and windy morning, the wives and concubines of Anwang's house are blooming like flowers in front of him .
Wen Ruoruo dressed in a rosy palace, lined with a pretty face like the peach blossoms in March, charming and moist. A red gold step on the head, a crystal agate on the earlobe, and a string of pearl necklaces full of grain and uniform size hung on the neck, revealing royal wealth everywhere.
Even Ying'er is not far behind, her skin is fair, and I don't know who's suggestion, she picked the delicate green cleverly, and her skin is better than snow, and it can be broken. It's just that her personality doesn't know how to converge, she is full of pearls and jealousy, and she can't wait to hang all the precious jewelry on her body, walk on the road, and wear a ring.
Haiyun chose only light purple clothes, and the accessories on her body also chose a complete set of amethysts, which is neither expensive nor shabby. Like a violet that silently reveals its fragrance, it will not make her exist without publicity. Stand in a half-open posture.
Li Yunxin is a yellow dress in pink clothes. She can't do the style of everyone's boudoir, but she interprets lightness and delicacy just right. Although she does not have the family background of the two concubines, the jewelry she wears is also decent.
Murong Yifei looked at each of them one by one. Well, he always had a good vision of people. Any one was handy.
"Sister Liu hasn't come yet? Could it be frightened by this battle, you feel timid first?" Lian Yinger covered her mouth with a chuckle and ridiculed, it was ridiculous to say, this princess is not knowledgeable Yes, let her attend this kind of scene, and don't know if she can't hold it.
Glancing in the direction of Ruyan Pavilion, he turned back to Xuan Kun indifferently: "Go to the reminder."
Wen Ruoruo also bowed his head and smiled. In front of so many people, Wang Ye refused to reward her even with the word "please"!
Xuan Kun just answered: "Yes." The figure hadn't moved, and Ruyan Pavilion walked out of several people.
Liu Xinmei took an extraordinary hand and walked slowly with Liu Ye's company.
She only wore a long white dress, just as long as the ground, a pair of lotus feet looming under the wide skirt. Pink hibiscus is embroidered on the cuffs and hem, and the slender waist in the grip is also tied with a pink belt. Three thousand blue silk ribbons became Ruyi bun, and the only ornament, a white jade hairpin, was inserted on it.
His eyes are like water, his eyes are picturesque, but his pretty face does not have the color of fat powder. It is clean like a shelled egg, which is tender and smooth.
The little man is also Shengyi Xue in white, but he used a gold crown to tie his hair. His dark, soft ink hair was in front of his eyebrows and then his shoulders. The pink official boots with thin soles stepped on the feet at a steady pace.
Obviously it is the simplest dress, but Liu Xinmei does not seem to eat the fireworks of the moon palace fairy, which makes people unforgettable.
Yeah, facing up to the sky is not only a kind of courage but also a need for confidence, except for her, who dares?
Murong Yifei's face seemed to be covered with ice, and her cold eyes only looked at the jade hairpin. What does she mean? With the ornaments sent by other men, walking beside her, did she care about his feelings?
Big hands spread: "Hairpins give me." The tone is beyond doubt.
Liu Xinmei took a step back: "This is my most valuable thing, I'm sorry I can't give it to you."
Murong Yifei endured it, but he couldn't help it, and said in a cold voice: "If so, you don't have to go."