After the Qianqiu Banquet, Xiliangxian returned to Luanhua Palace, took off his heavy palace clothes and the golden crown on his head, and took a beautiful bath with petals.

Put on homemade lace pajamas and came out of the bathroom smellingly. Xi Liangxian rubbed her shoulders: "Sure enough, this kind of banquet is tiring!"

Yueying volunteered to massage Xiliangxian, and Feixing complained in a low voice: "Thank you for your hard work, but I have made wedding clothes for her."

Xiliangxian was so comfortable that he half-closed his eyes, and he didn't hear what Feixing had just said: "Hmm? What did Feixing say?"

Feixing pouted his lips and said angrily: "I am not worth it for the Empress Dowager. You have worked hard to manage the Queen Mother's Qianqiu Banquet. You should have been rewarded and valued by the emperor, but the Princess Qianfeng from Izumo Country emerged and stole the limelight from you for nothing!"

I was so angry for most of the day that it was because of this. Xiliang Immortal was funny.

She reached out and pinched Feixing's little face, "Feixing, you are really the emperor and the eunuch are anxious. I am not angry. Why are you angry? Besides, have you been given all the rewards from the emperor?"

Feixing protested: "Empress, I am not a eunuch!"

Xiliangxian changed his words lazily: "Okay, that's the concubine is not in a hurry for the maid."

Feixing stomped his feet pretty: "Empress!"

"Okay, okay, don't be angry." Xiliangxian said carelessly, "He is the emperor, and it is normal to marry a little wife. If he is happy, he can still marry ten or eight."

The flying stars are like only deflated balloons.

Too.

The emperor wants to accept a concubine, but the empress has no way to stop her.

Feixing was dejected, "So, the emperor will not come to Luanhua Palace tonight."

Xiliangxian calculated with his fingers. According to the original plot, the Dog Emperor should be in the heroine's Liuli Hall at this time, so he would definitely not come to pay attention to her, a cannon fodder concubine in the book. When Yueying finished massage her shoulders, she yawned lazily and stretched toward the bed in the inner hall.

Yueying thoughtfully extinguished dozens of bright palace lanterns in Luanhua Hall, leaving only a thin light, and the light in the inner hall suddenly dimmed, and then Yueying retreated with the flying stars.

Xiliangxian was a little sleepy and climbed onto the bed and rolled up with a quilt.

She still remembered that she had completed the side mission rewards of Zhu Ben's wish at Qianqiu Banquet today, so she forced herself to support her.

Should she unlock the section of martial arts high-level martial arts or unlock the pink and red makeup?

In ancient times, it was quite dangerous, and it was a loss if you didn’t have martial arts skills. Besides, the light skills of flying over the eaves and walls in martial arts novels, and the internal strength of raising your hand to kill a cow, are very attractive to Xiliangxian.

However, loving beauty is also a woman's nature, especially a woman like her who loves beauty!

She hasn't used masks, lipsticks, perfumes and other things for a long time. Some of the secrets for skin care for palace maintenance are indeed good, but compared to the dazzling cosmetics in later generations, there is still a little bit of meaning.

Oh, tangled!

Xiliangxian was in a difficult choice, and his ears suddenly moved—

Well, someone?

She found that after she came to ancient times, her vision and hearing improved a lot, she could see more clearly and hear sounds from farther places.

This is an inexplicable but strong intuition.

She suddenly turned her head and saw a black shadow climbing into the window.

Xiliangxian was startled and ready to scream.

The black shadow rushed to her at an extremely fast speed, like teleportation, leaving only a afterimage in the void.

He raised his hand to cover her mouth and lowered his voice: "Junior sister, it's me."

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Chapter completed!