The Empress of Fast Travel is still a vicious villain today

Chapter 439 Chapter 439: The Prime Minister's Miss (Eight Worlds)

"Miss, are you awake?"

"kindness."

Jun Jiuli woke up from the warm fragrance, and the maid Cuiping beside her had already prepared hot water.

"What kind of hair accessories do you want to wear today, miss?"

Jun Jiuli half closed his eyes, his consciousness was still a little unconscious, "It's up to you."

She hadn't gotten up at Yinshi very early, it was really hard to be extravagant, Qi Qi nestled in the corner of the quilt, completely treating herself as a decoration.

"Then I'll give the young lady a newly popular flying bird bun. The young ladies in Beijing like it very much. Miss, I'm going to the Imperial College to study. We are from the prime minister's residence, so how can we be left behind?"

The little girl is very proud of being the prime minister's mansion, but she doesn't know that the prime minister's mansion is the most hated place among the people in the capital.

Because her mother is a corrupt official.

That's right, mother.

This is a world where women are respected and men run the house.

And she, Jun Jiuli, is a descendant of a corrupt official, and her neck is in jeopardy just thinking about it.

After freshening up, Jun Jiuli had just stepped out of the room when a head approached him.

Timidly, "Sister, you are going to the Imperial College to study, can you bring me with you?"

Wearing a peony-style skirt, even in the dim light, Jun Jiuli can still see the thoughtful wintersweet hairpin on her head.

This timid one was born to her younger sister, Jun Ruoyu, another lord of her mother.

"You want to go?"

"Uh-huh."

Guozijian are all famous aristocrats, which is beneficial to her official career.

"Cuiping, help Second Miss change into plain clothes."

There was struggle in Jun Ruoyu's eyes, she had been matched all night, even though she was not the eldest daughter, she didn't want to be overwhelmed by her elder sister's beauty, like a maid.

Jun Jiuli saw this little sister's little thoughts in his eyes, and her mother's shrewdness did not fall on this little sister at all.

"The empress is seriously ill now. Although the Imperial College is still in session, are you sure the empresses will be happy?"

Jun Ruoyu immediately lowered her head, she seemed extraordinarily clumsy in front of this elder sister.

"Hurry up and change, or you'll be late."

Even though the empress had been ill for half a month, her mother served in the palace for half a month to show her loyalty.

The queen's daughters are still studying in the Imperial College with peace of mind.

The prime minister's mansion is about half an hour's journey away from Guozijian.

When we arrived at the Guozijian, it was dawn, and it was time for morning classes.

Simply speaking, the words are not obscure to her, and the reasoning is similar, it is nothing more than a change of slang.

When Jun Jiuli walked in with Jun Ruoyu, several of the queen's concubines had already arrived.

This empress is a diligent and wise monarch, and she doesn't have many heirs. The queen gave birth to two daughters, His Royal Highness, His Royal Highness Fifth, and one daughter of His Royal Highness, His Highness Third.

The rest died halfway.

Now, the next queen, in the eyes of everyone, will probably be born between His Royal Highness and the Third Highness.

After all, His Highness the Fifth Highness and His Highness the First Highness belong to the same family, and there is absolutely no way to compete for power.

But, who knows.

Jun Jiuli saluted the three Highnesses, and Jun Ruoyu followed.

His Highness raised his head first, "Jiuli, here you come, sit down quickly."

"Thank you, Your Highness."

Jun Jiuli had served by His Highness's side earlier, but now that he was approaching the age of marriage, he changed to the youngest daughter of the Sicheng family to accompany His Highness.

But it doesn't hinder His Majesty's preference for Jun Jiuli.

Jun Ruoyu on the side pursed her lips, no matter what time, everyone saw only her glamorous elder sister.

Soon, though, not anymore.

"Ruoyu, come and sit down."

　When I write short stories, my original intention is to change my mind and practice my own rhythm and plot control by the way.

　　I write novels by myself, maybe only a year, I have been reading books before, I am not a genius, I can only say that there are many shortcomings, I will continue to work hard (^_^)
　　If the writing is not good, I will try my best to finish it as soon as possible. I can barely hold on, and there will not be a good result.

　　A book is also the painstaking effort of the author. I don't want to perfuse you, nor do I want to perfuse myself.

　　
　
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