I Am This Type of Woman Chapter 48: City

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Banhua likes others to look at her with stunning eyes. That is the best compliment to herself.

She handed her carefully maintained hands to the nanny, stepped out of the carriage on the vermilion lacquered wooden stool, nodded to the palace servants who saluted her, and said to the nun who was leading the way, "Your Majesty will live forever this year. Will it still be held at Zhaoyang Hall?"

"Back to the princess, that's right." Mammy let go of her hand, bowed and stepped aside, "The servants are here to pick up the princess on the order of the queen."

"The Queen is always so kind to me," Banhua said with a hint of intimacy on her face, "Then let's go quickly, I want to see the Queen too."

No matter how heavy the snow is, the places where the nobles in the palace pass by are wiped clean. Banhua's long skirt was spread on the ground, and the maids who followed behind her all lowered their heads and kept silent, showing an imposing manner. My grandmother once said that dignity is something that cannot be seen or touched, but servants, fine clothes and delicious food will make others automatically worship you.

No one cares whether you are easy to get along with, as long as you let them understand that you can't afford to offend, the prestige will come naturally.

When the **** palace gates on the palace road saw Banhua appear, they all gave way, and no one dared to look directly at his face.

"Huh?" Banhua suddenly stopped and looked at a little **** standing outside the corridor. He was wearing a gray palace robe. He was thin and small. His hands hanging respectfully in front of his lower abdomen were red and swollen. It was so big that it didn't match his skinny and thin wrist.

"Princess, these are the rough eunuchs in the palace," Mammy added, "They all committed crimes at home and were punished to the palace as criminals."

Banhua thought of the Ban family five years later, lowered her eyelids and said, "It looks like a child."

Mammy smiled and said, "The princess is right."

Just when Mammy thought that the princess would be kind and show off her master's dignity to let the little **** go back to rest, she didn't expect that the princess didn't mention this matter, but waved to the little eunuch.

"Child, come here."

The little **** was probably very cold, so when he stood there, his legs kept shaking. When he heard a master calling him, he almost fell into the snow. Using all his strength to suppress his fear, he stumbled up to the noble man, his mind going blank.

Did he offend the noble man, or did he do something wrong?

"Raise your head and show me."

He felt like he was shaking so much that his teeth were chattering, but he didn't dare to disobey and show a face that was not very clean.

"Your child is so cute," Banhua laughed out loud and said to the guide, "What would he look like if his face were fatter?"

Mammy took a closer look and shook her head: "I don't know."

"Like the Yuanyuan Yingge in your majesty's bird room, it would look more like that if her face were fatter." As if thinking of something, Banhua's face darkened and she looked a little unhappy.

Mammy Guiding suddenly remembered that there was indeed a warbler named Yuanyuan in His Majesty’s bird room three years ago, which was very popular with Princess Fule. At that time, even the queen talked about it and said that she was planning to take the warbler to her. Song was sent to Jingtinghou Mansion, but the bird later became ill and died. From then on, the princess's visits to the bird house became less frequent.

What does that bird look like? I can’t remember it, not to mention that not everyone can enter His Majesty’s bird room. It doesn’t matter whether this little **** looks like that bird. What’s important is the princess. To say he is similar, then he must be similar.

Mommy Jieyin said with a look of surprise on her face: "The princess didn't mention it, but I haven't remembered it yet. If I look carefully, I do have a bit of a resemblance, but my face is a little thinner."

"Yes, I feel like it," Banhua became happy again, casually took a hand warmer and handed it to the little eunuch, "Go back and take care of yourself. I'll come back and take a look after a while."

The hand warmer didn't have many patterns on it, and it looked like something used by the servants around the princess. Seeing the princess smile because of the little eunuch's appearance, the mother-in-law said, "I see that this little **** is destined to that Yingge. Why don't we send him to the bird house to do some rough work? Maybe the birds in the bird house will grow like this." Better."

The little **** held the heater and felt that all his limbs and bones seemed to be alive.

This noble man is so beautiful, even more beautiful than the ladies in the palace. I don’t know which noble daughter there is, but even the people around the Queen are so polite to her. The first thing they, the lowest eunuchs, have to do if they want to survive is to have sharp eyesight. The two nuns beside this noble man are wearing clothes that can only be worn in the Queen's Palace.

He stood with his head bowed, only seeing the snow-white cloak on the other person's body and the red peonies under the cloak.

"Congratulations to your noble lord."

When the noble man left, he took a step back and gave a big salute to the group of people.

After the group of people could no longer be seen, he held the heater in his hand and turned to look at the snow behind him. He wanted to put the heater on the ground and sweep the floor, but he was reluctant to do so. After thinking hard, he was about to put the heater on the ground. When I was stuffing it into my arms, the steward came over.

He thought he was going to be punished again, but the steward just smiled and asked him to go back to his room to rest.

"You're lucky, kid."

He heard the steward say.

"Princess, please come this way," the receptionist said, standing at the foot of the steps. "My servant is of low status and cannot go up. Please."

"Thank you." Banhua smiled at the two of them and climbed up the stairs.

"Congratulations to the princess." The two nuns looked at the woman in gorgeous clothes on the jade steps, and in a trance, they had the illusion of... infinite nobility.

Banhua had already calculated that the jade steps outside Zhaoyang Palace were white, and the red and white combination on her body would definitely look good when she walked on the jade steps.

Snowflakes are falling, and a few clusters of red among the white are the most beautiful.

Shi Jin stood on the jade steps, looking at the woman walking up the steps step by step, and tightened his grip on the saber. A few snowflakes fell into his eyes, and he blinked. His eyes were still a little blurry, but the woman on the jade steps was extremely clear.

Are the flowers on her dress peonies?

Peony is a flower of great vulgarity and elegance, but few ladies use peonies as patterns on their skirts. Even if some do, it is more vulgar than elegant and cannot suppress the overly gorgeous beauty of peonies.

Shi Jin never thought that there would be such a noble, bright and beautiful woman in the world who is suitable for peonies.

He took a step forward, and the woman on the jade steps happened to raise her head.

Shi Jin silently took a step back, lowered his head and bowed to her.

The footsteps came closer, and he saw the shoes on her feet, which were inlaid with rubies. They were beautiful and small, and they matched her very well.

The footsteps stopped in front of him, and he could clearly see the peony pattern on her skirt. The peonies were beautifully embroidered, as if real peonies were blooming on her skirt, so red that it pierced his cheeks. From the bottom of my heart. He heard the sound of the wind blowing, the falling snowflakes, and the beating of his own heart.

"Master Shi."

He raised his head, his eyes avoiding her lips and falling on the flower on her forehead. The red lotus is like fire. I don't know whether it is because the skin is white that makes the lotus so red, or because the lotus is so red that the skin looks so fair.

"I've met Princess Fule." His voice was as calm as the snow on the ground, with no waves visible.

"Have you been promoted?" Banhua remembered that Shi Jin was the Weiwei Temple Minister at the beginning, but now he is wearing silver armor, it seems that he has been promoted.

"Thanks to the emperor's kindness, I now take the post of deputy commander of the Imperial Guard."

Ban Hua blinked and calculated in his mind what rank the deputy commander of the Imperial Guard was. She glanced at Shi Jin. He had a tall figure and a good-looking face. Coupled with the silver armor, he looked so beautiful. She couldn't help but take another look.

"Princess," Shi Jin saw her standing outside the palace and refused to go in. He thought she was nervous, so he whispered, "The eldest princess, Lord Marquis, Madam Marquis, and the Crown Prince have all arrived." After thinking about it, he added Add, "The time is coming."

The royal nobles from the court had almost arrived, but she arrived a little late.

"Thank you." Banhua knew that he was reminding her and wished him a blessing. "It's very cold outside the hall. Master Shi, please pay attention."

Shi Jin silently hugged Banhua. It wasn't until Banhua walked away that he raised his head again. All he saw was the skirt swinging past the palace door.

The peonies were in full bloom, just like... what she looked like when she smiled just now.

"Why hasn't your sister come yet?" Ban Huai whispered to Ban Heng, "Didn't you enter the palace together?"

"The person who picked up my sister just now was the nun from the Queen's Palace. She should be fine," Ban Heng looked towards the door of the palace and said helplessly, "It's strange that she can walk so fast in such a complicated palace skirt today. ”

"Here we come." Ban Huai looked at his daughter who appeared at the entrance of the palace and thought with a smile, she is indeed his daughter, she is so beautiful.

As a father, Ban Huai feels that his daughter is incomparably beautiful in the world. No other girl can compare with his daughter. Even the royal princess is not enough in front of his own daughter.

Ever since he was a child, he loved to tell Banhua that his daughter was so beautiful and cute that no one in the entire capital could match her. So much so that when Banhua grew up, she was also so...confident.

Ban Heng always felt that his sister's narcissism was all caused by her father.

"The hibiscus is not as beautiful as the makeup, the wind in the water palace brings the fragrance of pearls and green..."

When Rong Xia heard a certain young man next to him suddenly start reciting a poem, it was still like this... undisguised poems, he looked at the young man with a smile on his face, only to see him looking at the door in a daze, as if he was distracted. Confused,

He looked towards the door curiously and saw the woman in gorgeous clothes at the door of the palace.

Red jade beads, beautiful clothes, delicate steps.

The smile on Rong Xia's face became a little dazed. He looked at the woman walking slowly towards the hall, and was amazed by the beauty of red and white.

He had imagined countless times how this set of blood jade jewelry would look like when someone wore it, but no matter how much he thought about it, he could never think of a face in the world that could match this set of blood jade jewelry.

Turns out, it was her. Only she is worthy of such gorgeous and flamboyant jewelry.

Rong Xia felt as if something was filled in her heart, like something she had longed for but never had when she was a child, and finally got it one day, and then found that such a thing was even better than she had imagined.

The voices in the palace became louder. Even the young master who had just lost his composure and recited a poem that seemed too frivolous seemed not to have seen the woman who walked in from the palace door. He used the gesture of drinking to cover up his just loss. .

They didn't look at her with their eyes, but they looked at her countless times in their hearts.

Rong Xia picked up the wine glass, bowed to Banhua, and drank.

Banhua stopped and smiled at him.