The cold noodle emperor and the pretty princess

Because of her status as a noble concubine next to the empress, when entering the palace, Yunqin walked through the east gate, and the chariots and horses she led stretched to the inside and outside of the palace gate.

The first time I saw this majestic imperial palace, the sky at this time was as blue and boundless as washed.

The cornices are curled up, the glazed golden tiles, Qionglouyuyu are endless.

On the vermilion high wall on the east side, there is a domineering five-clawed flying dragon painted on it, which is so lifelike that it feels like flying through the clouds.

A wide road with ten cars parallel.

Walking through doorway after doorway.

After walking around for an unknown amount of time, Yunqin almost dozed off, and then stopped.

After getting off the chariot, Yunqin felt dizzy and was surrounded by a large group of people.

Standing outside the inner road for a long time.

Afterwards, they were surrounded by dizzy crowds and came to the front of Xuanfang Hall. Looking from a distance, a long staircase entered the clouds.

Only then did Yun Qin think that she would not be allowed to climb up?Then he was surrounded by a bunch of people and climbed forward.

Yun Qin rolled her big eyes, her heart died...

With such a long stair, wearing such a heavy headgear, and wearing such a thick concubine gown, wouldn't it be tiring to climb up and get down on the ground?

Scolding while crawling, he scolded the eighteenth generation of the emperor's ancestors in his heart more than ten times. He crawled out of breath, and reached out his hand pitifully to pull Su Momo's sleeve, with a little bit of crying on his face.

Su Bichun's woodcut-like face met the little teary face, hesitated for a moment, then bent down and whispered, "Master, hold on for a while, and you will be there on the 20th floor."

Yunqin scolded the emperor again.

This dog emperor!In the end is to marry a wife or toss his wife?

With a weeping face, Yunqin continued to walk forward panting.

Both sides of the stairs were full of palace people kneeling.

The long skirt slid across the ground like a cloud, and the little Yunqin pulled Aunt Su's hand vigorously, and walked up with difficulty on her short legs.

A spacious platform is in sight.

Nine Longjing pillars that are difficult to embrace rise up from the ground.

In the center is a four-legged green tripod, with several treasure tables on both sides.

One of them stood with his back to her, only to catch sight of his golden-thread-painted dragon gown, he was dragged down to his knees by the crowd swarming up.

Long live the sea before and after.

Yunqin pursed her mouth and knelt down in displeasure. She wanted to raise her head to take a look at the emperor a few times, but every time someone pushed her head down, so she could only kneel obediently.

Because of his low head, but he had to squint his eyes, Yun Qin could barely see the emperor's blue satin soap boots.

But seeing footsteps approaching, he was suddenly supported by both hands.