Unique and stunning, the black-bellied daughter-in-law controls the world

Chapter 74
Zhao An took a look at his carefully dressed daughter, walked over, stroked her head lovingly, and said with a smile: "Don't worry, Die Er, why doesn't daddy give you a chance to stand out, you must be The brightest one."

Hearing this, Zhao Die'er smiled shyly, covered her mouth with a handkerchief, but couldn't block the overflowing smile.

Speaking of His Royal Highness Bei Ye Wang, that is the most unattainable dream lover of Qin women.

You must know that he is not only the only king with a different surname in the Great Qin Dynasty, but also possesses supreme military power, and he is also unparalleled in appearance, superb in martial arts, clean and clean, never touching any women, and there are no maids in the palace.

I heard that at the royal banquet where the eldest princess was married, the second princess, who was so beautiful and beautiful, showed her hospitality to the Northern Night King, but unfortunately she was rejected by others, and the embarrassment that happened is probably spread in the circle of celebrities.

Northern Ye Wang had taken a fancy to the imperial teacher Li Yunqing since he was born, which made them, the rich ladies, quite disappointed.

But this time the chaos in the Western Regions caused Li Yunqing to disappear for a long time. I'm afraid it was more ominous than good luck, and it rekindled their hope.

These so-called Jiangnan beauties are actually some of the daughters of ministers in the court.

They all want to be married to the Northern Night King, and the sky will rise.

One of the most noble is Zhao An's immediate boss, the daughter of the Minister of Rites, Zhou Ling.

Zhou Ling wore a simple and elegant green long dress, her waist-length hair was tied up with a white ribbon, and she was wearing a thin layer of makeup, which was elegant and refined.

In fact, what Zhou Ling thought was that if he imitated Emperor Li's dress, maybe His Royal Highness Bei Yewang would like it like this.

After all, she is the daughter of the immediate boss, Zhao An, the servant of the Ministry of Rites, said with a smile: "Miss Zhou is really beautiful today."

"Master Zhao is absurd, let's go to Wuling Palace quickly." Zhou Lingya stroked the handkerchief, with Shi Shiran's smile on her mouth, which made Zhao Die'er feel disdainful.

Don't think she doesn't know that Zhou Ling is imitating Li Dishi.

But even her pheasant wants to imitate the phoenix, which is really ridiculous.

"Hey." Zhao An responded, greeted his subordinates, and drove the carriage to the Wuling Palace.

Wuling Prince's Mansion is located in the eastern outskirts of the imperial capital, relying on the famous Yujingtian Mountain.

The mansion is so beautiful that it can be said that it is a fairyland.

Everyone knows that His Royal Highness the King of the Northern Nights loves white plums, so this time most of the beauties' skirts are embroidered with blossoming white plums.

But Zhao An didn't want them to steal the limelight from his daughter, so he changed the white plum hairpin into a peach hairpin.

After a while, the carriages stopped at the gate of Wuling Prince's Mansion one after another.

I saw that the gate was closed and there was no guard.

Zhao An looked at the palace and sighed. He heard that there are countless treasures in the palace of Wuling, but there is no servant to guard it. How to protect the treasures from being stolen.

Could it be that the snitches on the beam are afraid of the Northern Night King who is world-class in martial arts?

Zhao Die'er and Zhou Ling got out of the car first, and looked at the mansion full of longing. From a distance, they could see the towering Yujingtian Mountain, green and verdant, with huge white plum trees, setting off the pavilions with carved beams and painted buildings.

"It's so beautiful." Zhao Die'er couldn't help but praise, she looked at the door, but she didn't see a guard coming to greet her with her entourage, which made her a little puzzled, and also found that the rumors were not false.

But just imagine, His Royal Highness Beiye Wang, who is like a banished fairy, lives here alone.

In the future, maybe there will be her company, playing the piano and dancing sleeves, playing the piano and playing harmoniously.

The more Zhao Die'er thought about it, the happier she became, a blush appeared on her fair cheeks.

Seeing her appearance like this, Zhou Ling on the side couldn't have guessed it, so she immediately twitched the corners of her mouth in disdain. If there were not so many people around, she would have rolled her eyes.

She, Zhao Die'er, doesn't look at her own virtues, she likes to daydream about a man that even the second princess can't win.

On the other hand, she, Zhou Ling, worked hard to win His Highness's love for sure.

Zhao An gave instructions to his subordinates.

The subordinate took the order, walked over and said loudly: "All the beauties, get out of the car."

Before the words were finished, the beauties started chattering, got out of the carriage slowly, and looked around with a smile.

"This is my first time in the imperial capital. The imperial capital is really beautiful."

"Is this the Wuling Prince's Mansion? It's like a fairyland in Yaochi!"

"Come and see if my hairpin is crooked?"

Yingying and Yanyan are all excited, excited, shy and tired.

After all, Jiangnan was still far away from the imperial capital, and they were exhausted by boats and cars. They should rest overnight and come back again, but Zhao Die'er and Zhou Ling couldn't wait, and urged Zhao An to go directly to the Wuling Palace today.

"It's all quiet."

Suddenly, a clear voice sounded, and from the last carriage, stepped down a delicate woman in a dark blue dress, with an emerald green veil on her arm, and her hair tied up with a hosta.

The woman is about 20 years old, very calm, dressed in a dignified ball, even the smile on the corner of her mouth is just right.

When all the beauties saw her coming down, they stroked her body and said softly, "Aunt Wuling."

The woman named Wuling smiled, walked past Zhao An and the others in a neither humble nor haughty way, walked slowly to the beauties, and said unhurriedly: "Although you are all girls selected by ordinary people, but when you come to this imperial capital , we still can't lose the quality of our Jiangnan women."

"Yes."

The girls seemed to listen to Wu Ling's words very much, and they all shut up obediently when they heard the words.

Wuling smiled slightly, with an elegant oval face, black hair like black ink, and an aura like a person walking out of a painting.

Zhou Ling frowned with a sense of crisis, and Zhao Die'er couldn't understand Wuling's appearance, so she asked Zhao An, "Father, who is this Wuling?"

Zhao An stroked his beard and replied: "Common women in the south of the Yangtze River respect those who read the most. This Wuling is a well-known female teacher in the local area, who teaches many poor women about books and etiquette."

"It's just a female wife." Zhao Die'er snorted coldly, and said without thinking, "There is a female emperor master in our imperial capital, and she was killed by people from the Western Regions."

Such rude words made Zhao An frowned: "Die Er, how can you talk like this at the gate of the palace."

If His Highness the Northern Night King heard about it, wouldn't he be furious?

After all, no one in the imperial capital knew that Bei Yejun liked Li Yunqing.

His daughter also didn't know how to restrain herself.

Zhao Die'er was reprimanded, and pulled the corners of her mouth in dissatisfaction, but she saw Wu Ling's displeased eyes falling on her.

Zhao Die'er has always been domineering, and said disdainfully: "What are you looking at?"

Wuling withdrew her gaze indifferently, Xiuya's face was expressionless, she lightly lifted her lips and said, "I just hope that Ms. Zhao will stop spreading rumors about Li Dishi's death, and nothing will happen to her."

From the words, it can be heard that Wu Ling is very protective of Li Yunqing.

Li Ye's talent and learning are well known in the world, and he is the son of Ye respected by many poor students.

Even in the imperial examinations, there are ancient books and documents compiled by Yezi.

Later, Li Yunqing, who was a woman, became the first-rank emperor teacher, becoming the first female official in history.

She is already the idol in the hearts of poor students and schoolgirls.

Wuling is also good at reading, her favorite is Yezi's books, and she admires Li Yunqing, how could Zhao Die'er let rumors about Li Yunqing's death now?

Zhao Die'er sneered disdainfully: "Rumors? I'm afraid you don't know, Master Li, Master Li has been missing for many days, and there is no one alive or dead. He is not dead, but can he become a fairy?"

Wu Ling frowned and opened her mouth, but finally said nothing.

Her upbringing told her that she couldn't compete with this domineering young lady.

If she can't get any good, it also seems that she has lost her reading of the sages.

Zhao An frowned: "Die'er, stop talking, this is the palace."

Zhao Die'er twitched the corners of her mouth, glanced at Wu Ling contemptuously, and walked towards the high platform at the entrance of the palace.

She hated these educated women the most. She was born in a humble background and was a lowly person, but her words seemed to be condescending, she really didn't know what to say.

Zhao Die'er looked at the gate of the palace, thinking of Bei Yejun, she felt a little more comfortable, and happily knocked on the door.

"Boom boom boom——"

The dull voice spread far away.

Zhao Die'er waited happily, eagerly arranging her appearance.

Not to be outdone, Zhou Ling stepped forward in a few steps, made the most beautiful and refined appearance, and waited for the door to open.

Zhao Die'er glared at Zhou Ling, the two women had their own thoughts.

but.

But no one came to open the door.

After about a quarter of an hour, Zhao Die'er couldn't bear it anymore, and knocked on the door vigorously again.

"Boom boom boom——"

"Boom boom boom——"

A silence.

Still no one came.

There was no sound of footsteps.

Zhao Die'er thought for a while and said: "There are no servants in the palace, so no one will open the door. Why don't we go in directly?"

Zhao An thought for a while, and felt that this was the only way to do it.

One must know that His Royal Highness the Northern Night King usually appears and disappears, only to find him before entering, the day lily is cold.

It's better to go in first and talk about it later.

So, he beckoned his subordinates to go down and give orders.

The beauties lined up neatly, with Wu Ling standing at the front, telling them not to lose their manners.

"Hmph, it's ridiculous, what kind of etiquette does a bastard know." Zhao Die'er sneered disdainfully, and stretched out her hand to open the door.

……

The moment we open the door, we're going to talk about what's going on inside the mansion.

Miao Xiaobai got up early, found that there was no Bei Yejun, and got used to it, easily walked through the formation, went to eat, and then ordered Ying Ying to buy her a lot of delicious food.

She just squatted on the roof like that, sitting on all kinds of delicacies, looking up at the sky happily, and looking at the gate from time to time.

To be honest, it's really boring for her alone in a really big place.

How much she wants someone to play with her now.

Bei Yejun didn't know where to lock Miao Yi and the others, but he didn't let her see.

Also promise her not to hurt them.

She was the only one who was bored in the palace.

Just as she was lying on the roof, the warm morning light was pouring down, and she was about to fall asleep, suddenly there was a knock on the door.

Startled, Miao Xiaobai sat up abruptly, stared at the door, raised her red lips happily, and waved to the air: "Go and see who is at the door."

The shadow flew over quickly, then came back again, and in a place that Miao Xiaobai couldn't see, said in a cold and unwavering voice: "There are more than 100 people, most of them are women, and one of them is the servant of the Ministry of Rites."

(End of this chapter)