The medical concubine never thinks of going out of the wall

Chapter 1651

Mr. Cheng is a martial arts practitioner, and he suddenly discovered that this princess has martial arts.

The lightness of his feet is obviously not bad.

Master Cheng couldn't stop him, let alone Xiuzhu and Xiaoyou.

Tang Nineteen had already entered the Iron Mansion, and bumped into a woman.

This is a woman about 30 years old, with a delicate oval face, wearing a long skirt with a white background and silver pattern sweetheart neckline, the skirt is embroidered with light yellow rose patterns, and it sweeps across the floor.

The clothes are luxurious, and the accessories are even more impressive.

In the cloud temples that are lightly and slowly twisted, there is a symmetrical lilac flower and red coral flower hairpin inserted in the left and right. On the white neck, there is a string of amber and lapis lazuli chains, and the red gold pomegranate bracelet on the bright wrist is worth seeing at first glance. It was expensive, and the pair of pearl emerald gold silk double-petal hibiscus embroidered shoes on the feet showed the person's prominent status.

Master Cheng chased after him, and when he saw this person, he knelt down to pay his respects: "Imperial Concubine."

The beauty just nodded her head indifferently, her eyes fell on Tang Nineteen's face covered with a veil, her mood was not revealed, and her tone was indifferent: "Go to the backyard first when you come."

Master Cheng breathed a sigh of relief: "Yes, the princess."

The beauty stopped looking at Tang Nineteen, and when she passed by Tang Nineteen, Tang Nineteen smelled the fresh and elegant fragrance of roses.

The temperament of this woman does not match the fragrance of this flower. For such a cold personality, a colder iris is more suitable.

Master Cheng watched the woman leave, and hurriedly stepped forward: "Princess Ruluo, please follow the servant."

"The eldest prince's concubine, she looks very beautiful."

Master Cheng smiled: "Prince concubine has always had Bianjing..."

"The title of the first beauty, right?"

Master Cheng was startled: "How do you know?"

Hehe, this kind of number one beauty, number one talented woman, I don't know how shallow the knowledge of the ancients was. When they see someone who looks better, they like to press the number one.

To be honest, this princess's appearance is indeed excellent, but three points are due to her makeup. Tang Nineteen doesn't think that this kind of appearance, which even Tang Qixi can't match, can really be called the first and second in Bianjing. up.

But the atmosphere is absolutely perfect.

The Tangtang headed housewife did not make any noise when she encountered her rushing in so rashly, and went out on her own, as if she didn't exist, and more like, she didn't care about her arrival at all.

According to a woman's intuition, the princess and concubine is either not surprised by the matter of the eldest prince taking a concubine, or doesn't care at all.

If you are not surprised, you are paralyzed.

If it doesn't matter at all, it means that she doesn't love the First Prince.

For some reason, Tang Nineteen felt that the latter were the majority.

"Princess Ruluo, we're here."

The backyard of the Iron Mansion is really magnificent.

As soon as you enter, you pass through the corridor, and you enter the courtyard three times. There is a snow-white wall with a pebble and gravel at the base of the wall.

The door rails and windows are exquisitely carved, with a layer of varnish, which is simple and elegant.

Further inside, there is a large garden in the atrium. In the garden, there are many rockeries. On the rockery, moss is spotted, vines are hidden, and green vegetation is planted all over. It is said that it is a rockery, but it looks like an enlarged bonsai.

Tang Nineteen's room has to go further back, beside a clear stream, on both sides of the clear stream, beautiful trees are verdant, and strange flowers are shining brightly. Tang Nineteen's eyes stared at the plants as soon as he came, many of which he had never seen before. She looked very strange.

Pushing the door open, the room is furnished in rows, all in Central Plains style, not much different from Daliang's women's boudoir, the only difference is that the rooms here are mostly white.

(End of this chapter)