The emperor thought, this is the reason.

Wave your hand and let Princess Zhaoyang go to the Imperial Garden and see what flowers are there - follow, let's move!

Princess Zhaoyang went there happily.

result……

I almost emptied all kinds of rare chrysanthemums in the imperial garden.

However, the princess's mansion was decorated with pots of precious and rare autumn chrysanthemums, all over the garden with golden armor, which was unparalleled.

*

Only her name was written on the invitation, and Fenghua could not bring Xiaobao with her.

She went there alone.

Without deliberately outspoken dressing - this kind of occasion is definitely not the home court of her, a small businessman. If you steal the limelight, it may make people hate it.

The residence was two streets away from the Princess' Mansion. Fenghua sat in the low-key and luxurious carriage, shaking for about half an hour before he heard the coachman say, "Master, the princess' mansion is here."

Fenghua's long eyelashes trembled slightly, and then he opened his eyes that were sleeping.

There was a sound from the carriage, "I understand."

Then, a hand as slender as beautiful jade lifted up the navy blue curtain and exposed a fair face.

Beautiful, but not feminine.

There is even a kind of nobleness that ordinary people do not have in every move.

Princess Anguo saw it at a glance.

Princess Anguo, who was clamoring to help Princess Zhaoyang come out to entertain guests, looked forward to the princess Anguo, today she was wearing a water-red palace outfit, black hair was combed with a horse-drawn bun, and jewelry of the same color on her wrists and ears. She faded away the spoiledness of her usual knives and guns, and looked a bit like a noble girl.

Princess Anguo ran over happily, "Young Master Wei, are you here?"

Fenghua jumped out of the carriage and followed Princess Anguo into the princess's mansion.

A calm smile and a polite manner are not very warm.

The maid who was observing secretly reported to Princess Zhaoyang. Princess Zhaoyang lazily leaned on the imperial concubine's couch and narrowed her eyes and smiled, "Since it's just Anguo's unrequited love, the young master Wei from Jinluo Pavilion has no such intention, I will feel relieved."

The maid said, "Yes. Although that young master Wei is a handsome man, Princess Anguo's golden branches and jade leaves will never be able to marry an ordinary merchant."

"It's not that I want to break up the couple, but the royal woman has never been able to help herself. Since we have enjoyed the honor of the princess, we are destined to be unable to control our marriage..." Princess Zhaoyang sighed, not wanting to recall the past again, and turned to change the topic, "His Prince Prince has arrived?"

“Arrived.”

*

Ji Yu has always refused to attend such boring banquets.

However, Princess Zhaoyang warmly invited her and played the card of family affection, "I have been on my birthday last month. Prince, you are far away from Qinghe, so I have only asked someone to give me a gift... It turns out that the child is old, and I don't have my aunt in my eyes."

The pregnant eldest princess Zhaoyang used her killer move to cry, make a fuss, and hang her.

Helplessly, Ji Yu had to go.

As soon as he arrived at the Princess's Mansion, he had not had time to appreciate the beauty of the garden full of golden armor, and His Royal Highness saw it from afar-

His cousin, Princess Anguo, rarely combed her horse bun, and was wearing a palace outfit without a riding outfit. She followed the young man in purple with a smile, as if introducing the young man to the flower and tree of the princess's mansion to the young man.

However, occasionally looking at the boy with shyness and affection, I wish I could hold his arm and press his whole body against him.

Ji Yu's eyebrows were beating.
Chapter completed!