Singled out the enchanting highness: the enchanting queen

Chapter 42 The ostentatious palace life (3)

"Yes."

The two followed her instructions, Wu Wen walked out, and Nong Mo followed her into the room.

Sitting in front of the bronze mirror, Ou Ruo deliberately took out a lot of clothes and gestures, picked out one by one, and asked Nong Mo which one looked good, and at the end of the selection, he deliberately chose the most tacky clothes to wear. superior.

The red background has a large red flower embroidered on it.

In the end, she asked Nongmo to insert those hairpins all over her head, and there were ornaments on her hands and neck. She didn't look like a queen, but a seller.

But Ou Ruo wanted this effect.

Since Nangong Fengxi is such a person in everyone's eyes, then she will show them.

It doesn't make sense that she was ridiculed and let that man have a good time.

In fact, it is also a very pleasant thing to make an emperor dumbfounded, angry but dare not vent it.

"How is it? Is it beautiful?"

Ou Ruo deliberately asked Nong Mo who was standing aside.

Nong Mo said respectfully: "Beautiful."

At this point, Ou Ruo still admires Nong Mo that she can do so quietly.

Even she wanted to laugh when she saw the figure reflected in the bronze mirror, but she could be so calm.

It seems that the people Qin Yisheng placed beside her were really not simple.

"Your Majesty, the Emperor is enjoying the coolness by the Bibo Pool with Concubine Li right now."

Wu Wen came in from the door, very respectful and authentic.

"Very well, you lead the way."

Ou Ruo stood up, moved his clumsy body because of the costume, and walked in front of Wu Wen.

To be honest, she felt that dressing like this was asking for guilt.

Nangong Fengxi's body was already clumsy, and now it is even more inconvenient to move.

It seems that weight loss should be implemented as soon as possible.

Wu Wen responded, "Yes, ma'am."

So a group of three went to Bibochi.

Along the way, Auruo's outfit naturally attracted the attention of many people.

The sound of saluting, and then the faint laughter that gradually faded away, entered her ears, but she didn't care.

Other people's eyes have always been the thing she endured the most.

Whether it was in an orphanage when I was a child, or in a mercenary organization when I grew up.

(End of this chapter)