Explosive favorite poisonous concubine: the black-bellied prince chases after his wife

Chapter 77
Entering the palace alone, Hongyu looked at the young lady with some anxiety.

"Don't look at it, the orders from this palace can't be disrespected, can't you? Dress up your young lady, don't make people laugh at you like a shabby householder."

Shangguan Liangyue knew that Hongyu was worried about her, so she gave her a comforting look and reminded her.

Hongyu woke up suddenly, and quickly opened the cabinet to find the palace dress.

"Don't look for it, just take out that moon-white blue and white embroidered skirt!"

Hongyu thought for a while, indeed, no new palace costumes were made this year, and the dresses she wore to the Chu Zhen Banquet a few days ago were still last year's dresses.

After pursing her lips, she took out the Luo skirt, and helped Shangguan Liangyue put it on.

There is nothing to be done about the skirt and shirt, but the hair bun can't be sloppy.

After thinking about it, she turned around and called Nanny Zhong over.

Grandma Zhong is an old man from Shangguan Palace, nearly fifty years old, and was sent to this courtyard because she offended the Yan family.

She was originally Shangguan Chuya's nurse, but she was rejected by Yan's just because the young Shangguan Liangyue said something fair.

The skill of dressing with one hand is not small.

Nanny Zhong walked into the room and took a closer look at the Eldest Miss.

A head of black and translucent long hair scattered along the waist, white skin like jade, black eyebrows like shining stars, and orange-red lips without a little fat, she is a true beauty.

It's just the icy aura emanating from her body that made Grandma Zhong frowned.

Miss has changed a lot lately.

Without saying much, she lightly rolled up Rushui's long hair, twisted it and then slid it down, pinned a royal blue beaded hairpin to the bun above the ear, and the rest of the long hair hung down the back, and was caught again. She loosened some and hung them behind her ears.

Only a sapphire blue bead hairpin was used to tie up Shangguan Liangyue's bun.

Shangguan Liangyue wore a moon-white blue and white skirt, stood in front of the vanity mirror and looked at it carefully for a while, her orange-red lips raised slightly.

The self in the mirror is no longer the appearance of a down-and-out young lady, but after being cleaned up by Nanny Zhong, she is as cool as water, like a beauty like a moon separated by clouds.

She was very satisfied, and nodded to Nanny Zhong who was also satisfied in the mirror.

Glancing at Hongyu, Hongyu understood immediately, turned around and took out a lucky bag from the cabinet and handed it over.

When Nanny Zhong saw it, she hurriedly pushed and said, "Miss, this is an old slave! It is the duty of a slave to tie up the silk for the eldest lady."

After speaking, he stretched out his hand and pushed it, then turned and walked out the door.

Hongyu looked at the lucky bag in her hand and lost her mind.

"Mother Zhong still has a young son who hasn't found a master, right?"

Shangguan Liangyue looked at the back of Nanny Zhong going out, and asked thoughtfully.

"There is a young son named Zhong Hai, who is 14 years old."

"Find a time tomorrow and let him come to see me."

Hongyu understands that this is the lady who wants to see his character before making a decision.

nodded.

Turning around the lady, a smile appeared on Apple's face.

"Miss is so pretty, prettier than all of them."

"It's just a surface, it's just a speck of dust after death."

Shangguan Liangyue looked outside the door and said calmly.

The carriage in the mansion waited outside the door for a while.

At this moment, an unfamiliar servant came in and bowed to salute: "Miss, the people in the palace are urging you."

Shangguan Liangyue nodded, gave Hongyu a few words of advice, and then walked out by herself.

Hongyu chased to the gate of the courtyard with some anxiety, and watched the young lady walk away around the rockery.

Shangguan Liangyue glanced at the servant who was unfamiliar with her, and asked, "Which yard are you from?"

The servant lowered his head and replied respectfully: "The young one is the new concierge."

Nodding her head, she walked out of the house and got into the carriage.

(End of this chapter)