Reborn as the white moonlight of the tyrannical prince

Chapter 151 October [-]th
October [-]th is the Chrysanthemum Dew Festival, which is also the annual poetry-meeting day in Kyoto. It is an elegant and cozy festival.

There is a garden in Kyoto called the Chrysanthemum Garden, which is full of chrysanthemums of various colors. The garden will be opened on the Chrysanthemum Dew Festival, and famous ladies and noble families are invited to enjoy the flowers and recite poems.

The chrysanthemum garden is a separate courtyard of the royal family, and it can be said to be the other courtyard of the eldest princess. The eldest princess likes chrysanthemums, so she has a garden full of chrysanthemums. They are carefully cared for and cared for. The garden is opened every year, and the chrysanthemums in the garden are simply beautiful.

Because it is a royal courtyard, not anyone can enter the garden if they want to, only those who hold the seal of the chrysanthemum garden can enter the garden.

Liu Huaidong is just the servant of the Ministry of Rites. Logically speaking, the Liu family would not be able to get this post, but the eldest lady is a close friend of the eldest princess, and every year the eldest princess will specially ask for a copy.

Juyuan's post is also very customary, the post is usually sent to the mistress, and the name of the concubine's daughter and son will be attached to it, but if the mistress is willing, she can also bring the concubine with her.

Originally the eldest lady fell ill, even if this post was delivered, Liu Xianhui and others would not be able to go.

But because Concubine He made a special point, the ceremonial officer in charge of the Chrysanthemum Dew Festival sent double copies of the post.

One for the eldest lady and one for Concubine He Gui's niece.

Although she was born of a concubine, who made Concubine He be favored.

On this day, Liu Xianhui woke up early, groomed and dressed seriously, she was determined to show off her beauty and secure her title of number one beauty.

He Anqing is also preparing for this day. Her daughter is the most beautiful in the world. As a concubine, she cannot participate, but her daughter can bring her glory. the first one.

Now that He Anqing was confined to Yimengyuan, she asked the maid to bring the clothes and jewelry that she had prepared earlier to Liu Xianhui and Liu Yiqin.

She thought in her heart that if Xianhui could reappear her demeanor this time, she would be able to leave the small house with high spirits.

"Sister, mother is really eccentric. The ones given to you are always so good-looking, and mine are so ordinary." Liu Yiqin looked at Liu Xianhui's smoky, watery and flowery dress, and she was very envious. Dancing makes Liu Xianhui even more beautiful.

Liu Xianhui smiled softly, but she was very proud in her heart, and looked at the misty cloud butterfly skirt on Liu Yiqin's body. In fact, it was similar to her misty water hundred flower skirt, but with Liu Yiqin's round face and short height, it was not so conspicuous .

Whether the clothes look good or not depends on whether the person looks good or not.

Liu Xianhui twirled her skirt, feeling extremely satisfied, "Your dress is also pretty, after all, you are my own sister."

"Really?" Liu Yiqin looked at the butterflies on her body, the workmanship was lifelike, like hundreds of butterflies flying around her, "It seems quite beautiful."

No matter how beautiful the clothes are, it depends on the person wearing them.

She actually prefers the one on Yiqin, the Yanyun butterfly skirt is just a little shorter, otherwise Liu Yiqin wouldn't be able to wear it.

Liu Xianhui snorted coldly in her heart, but her face was still gentle.

Because their aunt was grounded, they temporarily left Yimeng Garden.

Because she is a concubine, she doesn't have her own yard like Liu Bingfan, and now she lives in a room together, and she doesn't even have her own house. She has to look at this stupid younger sister every day, and she wants to go up there several times. Rip her to pieces.

Liu Xianhui cast her eyes outside the house, looking at Su Huayuan not far away, with unwillingness, jealousy, and resentment in her eyes.

Today, she will make a fool of herself in public.

(End of this chapter)