Quick Transmute Beauty Transformation Project

Chapter 344, Empress Dowager of the Cold Palace
There was silence in the hall, because no one except him and Lin Anluo remembered that this was the poem he wrote on the Yuan Ye Beauty Picture, and it was also the beginning of his acquaintance with Yufeng.But that was the rain, not her.

Lin Anluo thought, he probably guessed that she dug a hole for him, this person is very smart, if he didn't have evil thoughts about her, he could go very far in the officialdom.

All his love and obsession are entrusted in this short poem. Cheng Midong hopes that she will turn back, as long as she turns back, he can forgive her anything.But the slender figure from the back only paused for a moment, and then continued to move forward, telling him that all the beautiful promises were his own wishful dreams.

Cheng Midong's eyes gradually dimmed. When the beautiful figure disappeared in front of him, he turned to look at Xu Lin. Even though he was defeated, his appearance was still calm, as if he had just entered the officialdom, and he smiled gently at the officials. , said, "Thank you for taking care of me this year, Cheng. I have learned a lot."

There was a hint of admiration in Xu Lin's eyes. Young master Cheng thought he was the kind of young man who was outstanding among his peers, but for some reason he offended the young queen mother, who made her determined to join hands with him to pull him down from his high position.

What a pity.
The Queen Mother re-invited Grand Master Yu to take charge of the government, and announced that there was a vacancy in talent in the court. Today's Spring Festival will proceed as usual.

Probably because the war was temporarily over, spring came earlier this year. When the first willow branches in the imperial garden sprouted green buds, the envoys of Mingyuan and Jialan rode carriages over the mountains and reached Seoul to discuss with Yin Han. and matters.

Lin Anluo received the news one day in advance. In order to welcome the envoys from the Ming and Jia countries, she prepared a sumptuous banquet. As the saying goes, a weak country has no human rights. If someone beats you, you still have to treat him to dinner.

As long as the terms and conditions are negotiated and Yin Han's political situation is stable for the next few decades, she can retire with peace of mind and leave this world quickly.

On the day the envoys arrived, the gates of the Yin and Han imperial palaces were opened wide, and the envoys were welcomed into the front hall as if they were their own distinguished guests.In the political hall, the Empress Dowager Yuanan and the ministers who are listening to the government are waiting for them.

"The envoys of the two countries have arrived!"

Lin Anluo has long received the news that the envoy of Mingyuan Kingdom is their third prince Li Zixuan, and the envoy of Jialan Kingdom is said to be the long-lost son of a princess of Jialan. From this setting, one can probably guess It was Wei Lang who was brought back to Jialan.

It is estimated that the Mr. Killer who has been taking care of Wei Lang before is from Jialan.I just don’t know why Wei Lang still stays in the cold palace even though he had a chance to go out long ago.

As a woman, Lin Anluo could only sit behind the curtain and talk to them, so she could only see a few people coming at the door, and the two who were surrounded walked up to her and made two different salutes from Yin Han.

"May the Empress Dowager Jin be safe."

"Jin An."

Wei Lang's short and crisp greeting, whose voice is between the freshness of a teenager and the low voice of an adult man, is Wei Lang. It's strange that although his voice is different every time he comes, Lin Anluo can always tell from his extraordinarily flat tone. recognized him.

Lin Anluo replied softly, "The two envoys have worked hard on the journey. This is a banquet specially prepared by Yin Han for the two envoys. Please don't think it is too simple and enjoy it to your heart's content."

"Thank you Queen Mother."

Generally speaking, one can tell what kind of personality he usually has from the tone of his voice. Someone like Li Zixuan who speaks in high spirits must be the kind of noble boy who grew up smoothly, and Wei Lang, who is used to keeping silent, is the one who lacked love when he was young. That kind of pitiful.

　I was caught by my mother to do hygiene for a day, here I am, I am here, I am walking on auspicious clouds.

　　
　
(End of this chapter)