Chapter 3582
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Eastern Palace Main Hall. (w?)
She was wearing a bright red brocade robe embroidered with flowers and butterflies. Her long black hair was combed into a hibiscus cloud bun, and there was a silver four-butterfly hairpin on the top of her head. She looked exceptionally noble.
"Empress is so beautiful …" Mo Mo was stunned as her eyes flickered with Liguang.
Mo Mo was her maid and usually didn't speak much.
She had been in the Eastern Palace for many years and knew what could be said and what could not be said.
As a servant, she knew better than anyone what kind of person Jian Yuheng was.
The Crown Princess he had chosen was the only person he loved in his life.
Therefore, Mo Mo was usually cold and everyone in the Eastern Palace feared her.
However, she was respectful to Luo Qingchen and did not dare to slack off in the slightest.
Even so, she would not flatter her casually. The most important thing for a master and servant was to have a heart-to-heart. What she said was also from the bottom of her heart.
"Does Mo Mo really think so?"
Luo Qingchen was quite satisfied with this maid. She did not like maids who talked too much.
Although talking more was sometimes cute, most of the time it would make people feel annoyed.
And with a person like Mo Mo serving by his side, he would feel very comfortable.
"This servant really thinks so." Mo Mo lowered her eyes and said, "This servant is not very good at talking. Just now, Empress' beauty probably shocked this servant and I couldn't help but say it …"
This was the truth. She looked at her own face in the mirror and felt a little dazed at some point.
Such a heaven-defying appearance would only appear in special planes.
And this was an ordinary plane. She had used a base point to transform an ordinary plane. Naturally, it was amazing.
"Then if someone in this world says I'm ugly, what do you think I should do?" Luo Qingchen's lips curled up slightly as a faint light flashed in her eyes.
After a while, Mo Mo said coldly, "Then let that person know the price to pay for saying that Empress is ugly."
Hearing this, Luo Qingchen's eyes flickered.
She picked up the veil on the table and waved the folding fan in her hand. "Then let's meet those people who say I'm ugly."
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In the banquet hall.
The air was filled with the faint fragrance of wine and peach blossoms.
Appreciating the graceful dance while tasting the fine wine was one of the great joys of life.
When Luo Qingchen arrived, almost everyone was already there, including Mu Ning 'er and Song Shaoling.
The moment their eyes met, Mu Ning 'er's face paled. Song Shaoling, who was sitting beside her, widened his eyes.
She unconsciously blurted out, "Qing … Qingchen …"
"Impossible," Mu Ning 'er immediately interrupted him, "How is that possible? What is this place? What is her identity? How can she be qualified to come here? "
"That's … impossible …" Song Shaoling took a deep breath, his fingertips trembling uncontrollably.
But that pair of eyes … that pair of eyes that were as clear as water, was clearly hers!
Although Mu Ning 'er said it was impossible, her gaze never left the girl in the red robe.
Her eyes were so cold as she walked in step by step from the main hall. No one blocked her path.
If she really was Luo Qingchen, what was she doing here?
It seemed that the most likely thing was to ruin their plans. Could it be that she wanted to expose the Mu family's disaster relief funds to the crown prince?
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