Although I have been having such a strange dream for a long time, I am in a hurry every time and I have never had the chance to dream of looking in the mirror. I don’t know what Nangong Rao looks like.

This is the first time.

Nangong Rao in the mirror is herself.

He has exactly the same facial features as himself in reality.

She was stunned for a moment.

she……

She looks so similar to Queen Nangong in history?

No, not similar.

It's just the same person.

Or is it because she dreamed that she put Queen Nangong into her face?

"Miss, aunt is here."

The blissful voice of the green grass broke her thoughts.

A middle-aged woman in the Jin Dynasty palace dress walked into the boudoir and gave a gift: "Please ask the old lady, the old slave Cui, who was sent by His Majesty to the prime minister's mansion to dress up the lady."

She temporarily withdrew her mind: "Aunt Cui, I'm in trouble."

After a long time, Aunt Cui combed Lan again and tied her hair up again. Bicao shouted in surprise:

"Miss, you are so beautiful. Aunt Cui is indeed the coincidental hand in the palace."

The lady has always been outstanding in her beauty.

But today, Aunt Cui’s finishing touch is even more and more unfair to look at.

His Majesty was delighted to see it.

The people in the mirror have cloudy hairs wrapped around their snow cheeks and their black hair is tied up high, making them the most popular cherry bun among the girls in the big golden boudoir.

The delicate and beautiful red lips, the distant mountains that grow into the temples, the green onion nose is as straight and delicate as a pair of watery and passionate black eyes are full of affection.

Put on the special cloud shoulders for entering the palace to attend the banquet, like the goddess of Wushan walking out of the illusion.

For a moment, Lan Youci felt familiar.

It seems that it's not the first time I've worn it like this.

It took me a long time to wake up by Bicao: "Miss, it's still a long time before entering the palace. I'm so bored in the room. Why not accompany you to the yard for a walk."

She nodded.

Accompanied by Bicao, Lan Youci walked in the backyard of the prime minister's mansion.

Unconsciously, I walked to a moon gate and heard a sound coming from the door:

"Second Miss, if you don't dress up, why are you running to the yard and sitting in a daze?" The voice of a maid seemed to be.

"What's the point of dressing up? No matter how you dress up, you can't compare to your sister. Your Majesty sent the best dressing aunt in the palace to dress up your sister. This honor is only my sister in the whole mansion. Obviously, the emperor only has his sister in his eyes. Today, he only wants to see his sister. Even if I dress up as a fairy, the emperor is afraid that he won't see me." A delicate and complaining voice floated over.

Bicao snorted lightly and whispered: "This second lady has a little wink, but I still know that I can't compare to you, Miss."

Lan Ci understood again that the person on the Yuemen was Nangong Rao's half-sister Nangong Huier.

I suddenly understood why Bicao said just now that she would be cheaper if she couldn't enter the palace when she got sick.

This other person refers to Nangong Huier.

In the dream, her memories with Nangong Rao were merged.

In other words, Nangong Rao's memory would be in her mind.

Nangong Rao's biological mother was the wife of Nangong Xiangye. She died prematurely after giving birth to a pair of children.

Later, the Prime Minister of Nangong married Lu and gave birth to Nangong Huier.

This sister has been very energetic since childhood. She relies on her biological mother, Lu, now the mistress of the prime minister's mansion, and is spoiled and wants the best of everything.

Nangong Rao is generous and gentle, but she doesn't want to be restless in the back house, so she never likes to compete with her step-sister.

But now it seems...
Chapter completed!