The little doctor concubine is a little poisonous

Chapter 256

At the same time, she looked at Feng Zhuo critically.

It's still the same plain dress, but instead of a jasper hairpin on the head, it's just that the hairpin, the carving or something, is too clumsy, right?
"Good!" Feng Zhuo was in a good mood.

Seeing that Shangguan Xin gave her an army of nearly 2 people, she decided not to trouble Shangguan Xin for the time being.

"Junior Sister Zhuo, you seem to wear this dress all over again, don't you want to change it?" Shangguan Xin said so, but the expression on her face clearly read "I'm sorry you don't have any good clothes".

"It has already been changed!" Feng Zhuo replied with a smile.

It's fine if others can't recognize the texture of her clothes, but can't even Shangguan Xin recognize her?
Is it possible that if the clothes are inlaid with gold and the hair is full of gold hairpins, is it a noble person?
Isn't it good to be as low-key and luxurious as her?
Shangguan Xin sneered and went out with her.

She deliberately quickened her pace, a few steps ahead of Feng Zhuo, so that Feng Zhuo looked like her personal maid.

Of course, these are her own ideas.

In the eyes of others, she is more like a maid who leads the way for Feng Zhuo.

The maids and eunuchs all stopped, their faces full of puzzlement.

Princess Xin is so gorgeously dressed, why does she look so vulgar when compared with the girl Zhuo behind her?

When they strolled in the courtyard and arrived at the imperial garden, the place was already bustling with people.

Some wrote poems, some painted, some wrote inscriptions, and some discussed literature with each other.

Shangguan Wumeng was dressed in a white gown with gold trim, his long black hair was coiled up with a wooden hairpin, and he was wearing a little powder and daisy. He shuttled delicately among the children of various aristocratic families.

I don't know if it was her illusion, but she always felt that everyone present was a little absent-minded.

They looked around from time to time, as if they were waiting for something.

Shangguan Wumeng struggled to recall the past Wenhua banquets, and after making sure that there was nothing missing, he gradually settled down.

It must be her illusion!
At this time, she saw Shangguan Xin and Feng Zhuo coming hand in hand, and immediately went up to meet them.

"Sister Xin! Senior Sister Zhuo!" She called weakly, and in those black and white eyes, there was anxiety like a deer.

Shangguan Xin looked around, with angry fire dancing in her eyes.

"You maidservant, what a trick! You actually invited even the young master!" Shangguan Xin said coldly.

"Sister Xin, how dare I invite Mr. Lian..." Shangguan Wumeng couldn't lower his head, "It's the post that Mr. Lian sent someone to ask for!"

Shangguan Xin's face was more gloomy than before.

A smile flashed across Shangguan Wumeng's eyes, she passed Shangguan Xin, walked up to Feng Zhuo, and said: "Senior Sister Zhuo, I will take you to know them, and by the way, make your identity known to the public!"

When she was speaking, her eyes scanned Feng Zhuo up and down, and there was a faint joy in her eyes.

Ever since she got to know Feng Zhuo, she knew that Feng Zhuo liked to wear plain clothes, so she also chose a white palace dress, she was really inferior to her, right?

There is no one in this world who is more suitable to wear white than her!
The most important thing is that her palace dress is made of the material of the world's No. [-] cloth workshop, made by a famous master tailor, is Feng Zhuo inferior again?

The smile on Shangguan Wumeng's face grew stronger, he stepped forward a few steps, trying to hold Feng Zhuo's hand, but Feng Zhuo slipped past without a trace.

Regardless of Shangguan Wumeng's stiff expression, Feng Zhuo randomly chose a remote seat and sat down.

(End of this chapter)