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brushwood The little imperial concubine's expression changed drastically.

11 The Body. Mutated?

When Wen Yi arrived at the entrance of the mansion, she found out that Luo Fan had followed her into the palace. She was wearing a light purple silk pleated skirt, making her skin appear even more delicate and fair. A hundred treasures were inlaid with pure gold. The Chai Yang Chai Chai was stuck on top of the fallen horse's bun. Golden beads and tassels hung on one side. It was very high-end and high-class. Her forehead was covered with black hair, which was finely dotted with gold ambergris. (TL: gold ambergris is.) (1) (2) (2) (2) (2) (2) (2) (2) (2) (2) (2) (2) (2) (2) (2) (2) (2) (3) (3) (3) (3) (3) (3) (3) (3) Compared to Luo Fan's Pearl Jadeite with his head full, he felt a bit shabby with just looking at himself. She had a lot of jewelry, but they all felt very vulgar, so today, despite the objections of the mama and Little Ju, she insisted on only wearing a jade hairpin. The mama thought it was too simple and inserted a tasselled gold-plated phoenix tail hairpin diagonally. But no matter what, he was still a lot worse off than Luo Fan.

The three of them sat in the same carriage and looked at each other in silence. Luo Fan's face was filled with anxiety. In front of Song Yunqian, she was gentle and humble, and would never take the initiative to provoke him. Especially today, it was her first time entering the palace to see the empress dowager. She was fully armed, and if the Empress Mother liked her, she would have the power to contend with this so-called main consort.

Song Yunqian saw that Luo Fan seemed very nervous, so he held her hand and softly comforted her, "Grandmother is very amiable. You know your manners, you know your place, and you also look so elegant and refined. She will definitely like you."

Luo Fan replied with a gentle smile, bashfully saying, "How could I be as good as you say?"

"The girl This King likes must be the best in the world." As Song Yunqian said this, he glanced at Wen Yi.

Moreover, ever since Wen Yi arrived in the ancient era, she had never left the palace. Now the carriage was galloping along the limestone road. The sounds of horses galloping echoed from outside the carriage. To her, everything that she had seen today was full of history and reality. She lifted the curtain on the side and looked outside the carriage. At the foot of the Son of Heaven, business flourished, and the people lived and worked in peace. The streets where the horse carriage passed were filled with shops and bustling with noise and activity.

She was dazzled by what she saw and felt her blood boil upon hearing it. How could she care about the conversation between Song Yunqian and Luo Fan? Song Yunqian saw that she didn't seem to care at all. He disdainfully said in his heart, "Alright, let's see how long you can keep pretending for."

The warmth of the carriage was naturally not an act. Only when the carriage entered the east gate of the Imperial Palace did she unwillingly lower the curtain, feeling extremely shocked. She knew that there were no records in the history of the dynasty, but that did not mean there were no records. She was now living here in real life, and had also experienced the human culture and life of this era. She did not want to lose her arms or legs, her ears or her mouth. She did not believe that she could not live a good life in this era.

With such emotions, the corner of her mouth curled up into a confident smile. Song Yunqian naturally noticed her smile and was secretly surprised. Ever since that night, she seemed to have become a completely different person. He just looked carefully. His appearance hadn't changed. His ears were still the same as his nose and mouth. When his gaze landed on her eyes, he was suddenly stunned. Yes, her appearance hadn't changed, it was her eyes that had changed, her expression, and her temperament.

Thinking about it for the past half month, she didn't seem to intentionally make things difficult for him, and also didn't use her reputation of sending soup to see him at the Flying Pavilion. At that time, he had thought that because his mother had left the palace, she had no one to rely on, so he had restrained himself.

However, looking at her calm and relaxed appearance, it was impossible to put on an act. When she thought back to that day when she had dealt with the crisis of the fall, she had effortlessly slapped that little girl in the face with Luo Fan. She hadn't been angered nor had she been excited, as if that was an extremely small matter. He knew in his heart that she had been wronged. According to her personality, if she had been wronged, she would have raised her blade and fought with her life on the line. How could she be so calm and collected?

In his mind, he couldn't help but recall the scene of her healing him. If he didn't experience it personally, he would have thought that it was just an illusion.

Most importantly, the way she looked at him no longer had the zeal from before. It was as calm as water as it swept over him. The light in her eyes didn't change, and there wasn't the slightest fluctuation in her mood. It was evident that he wasn't in her heart anymore.

He was not disappointed. All he had was a series of questions.

As he was deep in thought, the carriage stopped in front of the Shouan Palace.

The carriage's handle lifted the carriage's curtain and brought in a stepping stone. "Prince, esteemed wangfei, consort Rou, please get off the carriage!"

Song Yunqian got out of the car first, turned around, and carefully supported Luo Fan. He said, "Be careful!"

Luo Fan was shy and flirtatious as he said, "Yes, Your Highness, go and help Big Sister up!" With that, she courteously stepped aside.

As for Wen Yi, she had already jumped down and her actions were done in one go. Ever since she had transmigrated to this body, her movements had become much more nimble. At first, she thought it was because Yang Luoyi was young that her movements were nimble. But once, when she was carrying a stone in the garden and was bored out of her mind, she knew that something must have happened that she did not know about.