C13 Change Your Face

On the seventh day of staying at the Xingshan Palace, Yan Hongye told Qingmann to make a pinkish brocade cloth for her and forbade the palace maids to smoke the spices that Consort Yan especially loved.

I don't know what Consort Yan's hobby was, but looking at those newly customized brocade robes that were according to Consort Yan's original preferences, they represented Consort Yan's taste rather well, but they weren't as vulgar as she once thought them to be. Although they were slightly off from her own thoughts, it was still because of the quality of her tastes, so some simple colors were acceptable to her.

It was just that the fragrance was astounding, and even after smelling it for a long time, she still didn't know what the Yan Clan was thinking. Could it be that she herself didn't know that she had an indifferent and elegant cold fragrance that she couldn't smell? If it wasn't for Helian Jue's ambiguous words a few days ago, perhaps she wouldn't have realized it herself.

He purposely used a bunch of artificial spices to conceal the naturally clean fragrance on his body. He really didn't know what sort of weird thoughts were going through Yan Shi Fei's mind day after day.

Did she want to turn herself into a fragrant princess to attract butterflies? Yan Hongye couldn't help but shiver when she thought about it. She quickly distanced herself from the spices, afraid that they would attract bees to sting her.

Changing into a more fresh outfit, regardless of whether it was the empress or the noble ladies of Ziqi, they all liked the Flowing Cloud brocade very much. It was light, comfortable, bright colored, light, light, light, light, light, and had different flavors. Good silk could not only be refined into silk, it could also be used to make such a special Flowing Cloud brocade.

"Empress, have you thought about what kind of jewelry you want to bring?" Yuan Xiang and Qingmann knew that Consort Yan was going to the East Palace to look for His Majesty. In the past, when the Empress wanted to see him, she would dress up well.

Although Yan Hongye temporarily did not want anyone to discover too much of her change, in the end, it was still impossible for one person to learn from the other. Moreover, she could not do anything, so she would just take out the editor and draw them out, Yuan Xiang and Qingmann had been by her side for many years, and as long as she treated them a little better, they would be close to her, and everything would be well planned, so she did not dare to complain.

Yan Hongye thought for a moment before she finally brushed her long black hair, which was almost reaching her ankles, and tied it into a pigtail. She casually hung it behind her, removing the scent of a palace concubine all of a sudden, giving off the fresh feeling of a noble family's young lady sitting leisurely at home.

"This … Empress …" Yuan Xiang saw that Yan Hongye wanted to go out just like that, so she called out to her carefully. When Yan Hongye stopped, she realized her boldness and lowered her head, not daring to say another word.

"What's wrong?" Yan Hongye looked at Yuan Xiang as if she was looking at a ghost. Seeing her hands clasped together in front of her as if she was afraid, she smiled. "Say what you want, this is not the Imperial Palace. I'll let you off first."

Seeing that Yuan Xiang was too timid to speak anymore, Qingmann continued to speak for her: "Empress, the rules of the Ziqi Palace has always been … When I saw that His Majesty was going to dress up in full dress, my head would be covered in jade to show that I was prosperous and prosperous … Has the Empress forgotten as well? "

Yan Hongye curled her lips into a smile. "This place can't be considered a palace. These rules can still be put aside for now, what is it?"

After saying so, without waiting for the two girls to stop her, Yan Hongye turned around and walked out of the gate of the West Palace. Her back was fresh and clean, and even Yuan Xiang and Qingmann were mesmerized by her beauty.

Actually, what Yuan Xiang wanted to say was that the Empress's simple and light dressing was much more beautiful than a pearl hairpin …