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After the Chinese New Year, the weather didn't get warmer, but got colder.
The three-day period has passed in a blink of an eye, and tomorrow morning is the day to be elected. Chuyao lowered her eyes in thought, and chose one of the piles of human skin masks on the table.
Not delicate or gorgeous, elegant and natural, in line with the temperament of everyone's lady, but it is difficult to stand out among the crowd, the draft is no different than others, the biggest hurdle is appearance. It's a pity that Qin Muxue doesn't have many masks for women, and this one is already the best one to cover up her appearance.
Chuyao got up, washed her face, and put the mask on her face carefully. Sitting in front of the rhombic mirror, looking at this face with the upper middle face, he frowned.
Mu Kerou knocked on the door and came in, holding a cloth bag in her hand. She walked up to Chuyao, put the cloth bag in front of Chuyao, and said, "I think you need it."
Chuyao opened the cloth bag, which contained all kinds of rouge, gouache, spices, and silk clothes.
"Tomorrow, Xia Mansion's sedan chair will stop at Yong'an Gate. You and your cousin have the same clothes. We will cause chaos at that time. You take the opportunity to change." Mu Kerou's eyes flickered, and she said with some hesitation: "You really won't regret it? After entering the palace gate, that man is not only the person you love, but also the emperor of Yan Kingdom, someone else's husband. Is it worth spending a lifetime with him for him? And you can't see each other with his true face. Is that worth it too?"
Chu Yao's eyelashes trembled slightly, his lips were slightly pursed, and he nodded.
"Well, I hope you won't regret it in the future." Although Mu Kerou regards Chuyao as a rival in love, he really doesn't want her to go on such a path, but since the persuasion is ineffective, there is no other way.
She turned around and left the door. When she opened the door, a cold wind came in, blowing Chu Yao soberly.
She chose this path by herself, and she will definitely not regret it. She will kill her mother's revenge with her own hands.
Tomorrow is her first step on this road, Chuyao shook hands tightly, and under the candlelight, her gaze was firm and forbearing.
The next day, before dawn, Chuyao got up early.
This face is just the upper middle class. To stand out from the crowd, you need some other skills. First of all, you can't lose in makeup.
Holding a fine brush in his hand, Chuyao drew delicate plum blossoms above the eyebrows. The plum blossoms are blooming and the stamens are lifelike, adding a lot to the plain appearance.
After finishing her makeup, Chuyao combed a simple and elegant updo. Exquisite makeup, coupled with this upturned bun, replaced with a lake blue pleated skirt, giving her a touch of grace and luxury.
After half of the hour, Mu Kerou followed Chuyao out from the back door, and He Ling was already waiting outside.
Chuyao sat in the sedan chair they arranged, and after about two quarters of an hour, the sedan chair stopped, and there were noisy sales outside. It seemed that it was here, Mu Kerou knocked on the sedan door, and Chuyao bent over, covering her face with the gauze.
A red-topped sedan chair was carried out from inside the Yong'an Gate, and He Ling, who was not far away, winked at Mu Kerou. open.
The fierce horse rushed past, and many vendors' fruits and vegetables turned up in the sky, and the surroundings were in chaos. Mu Kerou pulled Chuyao, pushed her into the sedan chair, and pulled out another person in the sedan chair.
At this time, He Ling jumped out, sat on the saddle, pulled the reins violently, the horse raised half of its body, and stopped in front of the sedan chair with a roar.
The chaos ended here, and the bearers gathered around one by one at this moment: "Miss, are you okay?"
"En." Chuyao responded in a low voice, and then said: "Let's set off, don't delay the time."
The bearer didn't feel any difference, he lifted the sedan chair and walked towards the official residence of the girl waiting for the draft.
Xia Yuhai is the state official of Jiangling City, so naturally he also needs to do one or two things about the draft, so he came to the residence of the Jiangling City Lord with Chuyao and the others.
After Mu Kerou handed Xia Yihuan to her sweetheart, he rode his horse to the city lord's mansion, and He Ling followed the sedan chair all the way there before her.
The sedan chair stopped, Chuyao bent out of the sedan chair, and walked into the lobby of the mansion. In the hall, there were a row of officials sitting at the top. Xia Yuhai was one of them, and the seat in the middle was still vacant.
Chuyao approached and saluted generously.
"May I ask the name of the girl." The master who registered and compiled the book sat on the side and asked.
"Xia Yihuan." Chu Yao replied with lowered eyebrows.
Xia Yuhai stood up all of a sudden, even though Chuyao covered her face with a tulle, how could he not know what his own daughter looked like, it was clearly not Yihuan.
"What's wrong with Lord Xia?" the official sitting beside him asked.
"She" Xia Yuhai was about to speak.
"Cousin, your things are lost." Mu Kerou ran in panting, and handed a handkerchief to Chuyao.
Xia Yuhai looked at Mu Kerou calling her in astonishment,, The old man will come and tell the girl about the rules. "
After finishing speaking, the servant girl put down her meal and left with the consul's mother.
Chuyao lowered her eyebrows and picked up the bowl and chopsticks. Just as she was about to pinch the jade shoots and bracken, a pair of jade chopsticks patted her chopsticks, and she heard a haughty voice say: "You starving ghost reincarnated, my lady is still alive!" Did not say open meal."
The one who spoke was He Mengjie, who had the best family background among the four, and was also the most handsome among the four. Her grandfather was a veteran of the three dynasties. Mu of fertile land is settled in Jiangling.
Chuyao took back the chopsticks and said in a low voice, "Miss He please."
He Mengjie snorted coldly, picked up the jade shoots, and proudly put them in her mouth. She was trying to show off Chuyao's power. During the day, a poem of hers had the upper hand and took away her brilliance. If she died, she might not know how powerful she was.
Seeing this situation, the other two did not respond, and began to eat quietly.
"Ugly people often do mischief." He Mengjie wiped the corners of her mouth with a silk handkerchief after finishing her meal, squinted at Chuyao, and said with a sneer, "So what if you can draw a plum blossom? With your appearance, even if you can enter the palace, you can't do it." It may not make the emperor take a second look."
Chu Yao didn't argue, put down the bowl and chopsticks, got up and went back to the room.
[Author's Digression]: An excerpt from "Snow" chanted by Chuyao Wu Jun (Southern Dynasty Liang): The breeze shakes the trees in the garden, and the fine snow falls through the gaps in the curtains. The lingering sky is like fog, and the condensed steps are like flowers. I don't see Yangliuchun, only Guizhibai. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com - Didn't finish reading? Add this book to your favoritesI'm a member and bookmarked this chapterCopy the address of this book and recommend it to your friends for pointsChapter error? Click here to report
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