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    Sui Sui said: "No need to be polite."

    When he opened his mouth, he spoke with beautiful words.

    The middle-aged man was busy asking for tea and said casually: "No, I can't stay long."

    She took out a thin letter from her arms: "Bei Cen will arrive in the capital in a few days. Please bring a letter to him for me."

    Duan Beicen was her father's adopted son and served as a marching commander in the Jiedushi Mansion. He was her most trusted aide, brother and friend.

    The letters were not sealed, and she and Duan Beicen always communicated in cipher text, which only the two of them in the world could understand.

    The man hurriedly took the letter and said, "I will hand the letter to Duan Sima personally."

    He paused and said cautiously: "My lord, do you want to continue investigating the matter of the first prince?"

    Sui Sui looked at the dancing flames, but seemed to be looking into the distance: "It's been a few days. The prince's wedding is coming soon, and the palace is under martial law. Don't act rashly at this time."

    "I humble my duty and obey my orders." The middle-aged man lowered his head and said respectfully.

    Sui Sui said: "Thank you for your hard work."

    After saying that, he picked up a small pink glass box from his desk, opened the felt curtain and walked out.

    The young waiter is still standing respectfully outside the door.

    She glanced at him and said with a smile, "What's your name?"

    The young man did not expect that she would talk to him. He was flattered for a moment and said incoherently: "I my name is Tian Jun."

    She smiled casually and patted him on the shoulder: "Okay, I'll see you next time when I buy rouge."

    After saying that, he opened the felt curtain and walked out.

    The young man followed him two steps forward and watched his figure disappear at the top of the stairs. He suddenly came back to his senses, his heart beating like a drum and his palms full of sweat.

    This was the first time he saw General Xiao in person. Although he couldn't see his true face clearly due to his draped hat, his aura alone was intimidating, and he didn't expect his attitude to be so approachable.

    He dazedly stroked the right shoulder that had been patted just now, his heart racing into his throat.

    General Xiao actually patted him on the shoulder with his own hands!  Use your left hand!  The legendary left hand that can penetrate the Yangtze River with a hundred steps and be able to take the heads of enemy generals among thousands of armies!  Who can believe this!

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    He then went downstairs, picked up a box of ordinary face cream, and walked out of the powder shop.

    The shop was deep in the alley. The two of them were walking towards the entrance of the alley. Suddenly, a gust of draft blew in their faces, and the curtains and hats were thrown off.

    Xiaotong exclaimed and ran after him to pick it up.

    Just at this moment, a girl wearing a yellow shirt and a pomegranate skirt came forward with her maid, and looked at her seriously.

    The girl was startled, paused, and stared at her intently. After a moment, she seemed to realize that she had lost her composure. She said "Ah!" and walked quickly past her.

    Then he looked back at the girl, and saw that she was wearing a curtain hat and mud and silver crocodile gauze and silk. She looked to be no more than fourteen or fifteen years old. Her apricot yellow clothes looked unremarkable, but she was actually from Sichuan.  The heavy lotus silk produced in the land was used as a tribute.

    Look at the maidservant in green. She has a hairpin in her hair with a turquoise and silver hairpin inlaid with precious flowers. Her clothes are also made of fine blue and green valerian. She wears a silver sachet around her waist. At first glance, she belongs to a wealthy family.  Maid.

    There are not even ten families like this in Chang'an. They are either royal relatives or important ministers.

    Could it be that you recognized her?  Sui Sui immediately rejected the idea.

    She has not been back to Chang'an for more than ten years. Even if she had seen her when she was young, it would be impossible to recognize her.

    That¡¯s the person who knows Ruan Yuewei.

    She didn¡¯t take this matter to heart, but Xiaotong quietly tugged at her sleeves and whispered: ¡°Madam, the little lady behind us looked back at you several times. Have you seen her?¡±

    Sui Sui smiled and said, "I just arrived in Chang'an. It's my first time going out. How can I meet people?"

    Xiaotong frowned and thought hard: "I look familiar to that servant's clothes, as if I have seen them somewhere"

    "That's right!" Her eyes lit up, "I remember, they are from the Zhang family! Last year, the slaves in their family came to give New Year's gifts, and they wore this kind of twisted clothes."

    There is only one prominent Zhang family in Chang'an City, and that is the family of Zhang Qiuhu, the right minister of the court.

    Zhang Qiuhu came from a humble background and passed the Jinshi imperial examination when he was still young. From then on, he rose through the ranks and became prime minister in his early forties.

    The little lady in the apricot-yellow shirt just now is probably the daughter of the Zhang family.

    Suisui pretended not to know: "Zhang Mansion?"

    Xiaotong said: "When I am the Prime Minister of the Republic of China, Mr. Zhang, please listen to me."Come here.

    His Highness the King of Qi asked her to seduce Lu Suisui, but he didn¡¯t really want her to make an Orion girl into a lady of the world - besides, is Ruan Yuewei comparable to the ladies of the world?

    Even if Grandma Gao doesn¡¯t like her, she has to admit that she is outstanding in appearance, talent and affection.

    He is proficient in all kinds of music, chess, calligraphy and painting. His poems and essays have been highly praised by academicians of the Hanlin Academy. His painting skills were learned from the famous masters of the world, and his piano skills were even passed down by the Queen Mother.

    Not to mention that Grandma Gao is also a dabbler herself, but even if she can teach, with her natural talent, I am afraid that after learning from seven or eighty years of age, I will still be able to draw tigers instead of turning into dogs.

    "In the final analysis, Her Highness just wants a substitute to relieve the pain of not getting what she wants, just like the beautiful doll made of wood and clay, which looks similar. Why should she sacrifice the near and seek the far away, and make it difficult for herself?

    Grandma Gao made up her mind not to get into trouble.  The next day, she sent people to get some silk and satin from the treasury of Prince Qi's Mansion, and found a tailor to tailor Suisui's clothes.

    She had seen Ruan Yuewei for more than ten years and knew her preferences in dressing clearly. This young lady's clothes looked simple and elegant, but in fact she put more thought into them than anyone else. The Queen Mother was determined to marry her into the Eastern Palace.  All good stuff is close to her.

    Naturally, the tailors and embroiderers hired from outside cannot compare with the skilled craftsmen in the palace's damask and brocade workshop. The tribute damasks given by the palace cannot be used by other households. They can only choose materials with similar colors and textures.

    "However, this Orion girl is naturally beautiful. She doesn't hide her national beauty even if she wears a sack. She puts on those simple and elegant clothes, has a Japanese bun, and puts on a jade comb and jade hairpin. She looks like the fairy in the Moon Palace written in the legend.

    Aunt Gao took the rouge and couldn't find a place to start for a long time. She really "but she didn't like the rouge staining the color".

    She could only drag down the ends of her eyebrows according to Ruan Yuewei's appearance in her memory, and cover the ends of her deep eyes with powder to make them shorter.

    ¡° Dressed up like Ruan Yuewei, from a distance it almost looks fake - but she can¡¯t speak.

    She doesn¡¯t speak Mandarin well, and her timbre is very different from Ruan Yuewei¡¯s.

    Aunt Gao has tried her best and can only comfort herself. This is not satisfactory. At least she can explain it in front of His Highness.

    ¡° However, King Qi has not been to Shanchiyuan since that day.

    The prince's wedding is coming soon, envoys from various countries are arriving in Beijing one after another, and the envoys from each festival have also sent their officials to congratulate him. As the prince's younger brother, King Qi cannot stay out of the matter, so he can't afford a substitute.

    In the blink of an eye, more than a month has passed, and the auspicious day of the prince's wedding has finally arrived.  (Remember the website address: www.hlnovel.com
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