Chapter 737

There are four magic arts in Asia - Dai sex change, Japanese makeup, stick cosmetic surgery and Chinese p-chart.

The four great sorcery attacks together, not to mention the enemy. Even my mother can't recognize it.

Huijun's face is too eye-catching and easy to cause trouble. She really needs to hide it a little.

"Lang Jun, the imperial dress has been delivered. Would you like to try it and see its size? If it doesn't fit, it can be changed."

Huijun comes in with a pile of clothes and fragmentary accessories. She is gentle, courteous and modest. She can't see the slightest flirtatious look.

"OK, I'll try."

Jiang Pengji is also a county magistrate, but because of her special situation in office, she has not been in court so far.

However, if she wants to attend the burial ceremony of the emperor and the accession ceremony of the new emperor, she can't wear imperial clothes.

So people can only work overtime to make one set.

Looking at the neatly folded imperial dress, Jiang Pengji smiled and took it to the back wing room to try it on.

In this era, the grade difference is obvious, and the difference can be seen in every detail. Clothing has become the symbol of grade differentiation.

Looking at the fragmentary objects, she closed the live studio, changed them one by one, and wore a group of ribbons outside her robe.

She didn't come out until she was dressed up and opened the studio.

Looking at the young Yingwu coming out of the back hall, Liu she and Huijun were stunned.

I really answered that sentence - a gentleman is unparalleled in the world, and strangers are like jade.

The audience in the live broadcast room has long been used to Jiang Pengji's emphasis on personal privacy. None of them left, waiting for the live broadcast to open again.

Sure enough, the live studio opened again more than ten minutes later, and it was time for them to fight for speed and luck again.

[Nongfu mountain spring hanging a little]: ow - let me see, who is this elegant young man in front of me?

[dining aunt]: it's her! It's her! It's her! Our anchor, Jiang Pengji!

[eight murders in Jianghu]: you are poisonous upstairs. I can't help singing it.

[song of Black Mass]: I always thought about the anchor's appearance in court clothes. After looking forward to it for so long, I finally saw it and was moved to tears.

[cheer up]: hehe, but I'm more looking forward to the anchor wearing a black suit and a crown.

Jiang Pengji was serious for only three seconds. She threw away the wat board in her hand and twisted her eyebrows.

"The official went up to the court with this thing and prepared his mouth to shoot people. Did he directly fan people with this board?"

When she said this, the audience's barrage became countless ellipsis, and Liu she, who was drinking sake, was almost choked.

"Lanting, don't laugh. It's just funny in private. You can't say more outside."

Liu she coughed again. Her daughter's brain circuit was really different from others.

Wat board is used to make notes and notes, similar to memos. It becomes a weapon for fighting in his daughter's mouth.

If the officials really like what she said, but they said nothing, they would swing the wat board and hit people, and the morning meeting would not open?

Huijun also covers her lips with her sleeves, and her eyes are hard to hide.

"In a few days, your imperial clothes will have to be changed again."

There are great changes in the style, materials and accessories of imperial clothes in different positions. It is natural to make a new suit at that time.

"You have confidence in me."

Huijun nods her head and lowers her eyebrows. Her lips are rippling and she smiles. No matter how powerful her makeup is, she still can't hide the unique style of her eyes.

"When you promise, do what you say. If I don't believe you, who else can I trust?"

Jiang Pengji threw the wat board on the table with a smile and said in a begging tone, "I can't take it anymore."

Liu she watched silently, ate melons silently and reflected silently——

Did he have a daughter or a son?

"It seems a little small. Take it back and change it again."

Huijun is laughing, and a young man outside sends a message, "my Lord, the prince's house has sent an invitation. Please tell me about it."

Jiang Pengji was stunned. "The invitation from the prince's house?"

Huijun is half kneeling to help her sort out her accessories. She is stunned when she hears this.

"It should be handed over by the crown princess."

Now it is still the crown princess. When the former Emperor is buried and the young emperor ascends the throne, the crown princess will be the Empress Dowager.

Jiang Pengji frowned, threw the invitation on the table and said, "why does the Crown Princess pass me the invitation? Don't go -"

Huijun's eyebrows flashed a little cunning. She raised her hand, picked up the invitation and put it under her nose.

"Lang Jun, it's better to go."

Jiang Pengji turned to look at her, "why?"

"Sniff it. Does it have a faint fragrance?" Huijun handed the invitation back to her and said with a smile, "the crown princess can't stand the loneliness of widowhood. She's going to invite you as a guest of honor. If you miss it, you won't have a chance in the future."

Jiang Pengji's fingers stiffened, and she and the 150000 Live Room audience were stunned.

"What?"

Huijun said with a smile, "this kind of fragrance is a special fragrance used secretly by the court. The main spice is beauty sleep, which is prepared with 24 kinds of precious spices. It is helpful for the relationship between men and women. The smell is sweet but not strong, but it can hook people's feelings..."

Liu she on one side coughed heavily and got up with her own wine cup and pot.

"You continue to talk. My father is a little tired. Go back to his room and have a rest."

Jiang Pengji: "

Liu she walked to the door, suddenly paused and said, "if you want to go out to dinner in the evening, remember to come back before dawn tomorrow."

Jiang Pengji: "

Dad, do you remember that you gave birth to a daughter, not a son?

Huijun blushed and said in embarrassment, "the Crown Princess smoked this fragrance for the invitation. It's obvious that she invited her husband to spend the spring night."

Jiang Pengji sneered, "just after her husband died and her father-in-law was not over seven, she thought about how to win over the incoming guests?"

Huijun sighed, "I've seen the crown princess. Now I think it's for my legitimate son."

The crown princess is a woman in the backyard. She is not distinguished and has limited knowledge. She didn't know that the princes were determined to support the young emperor. She only saw the Wuma wine cup in Hujun jumping up and down. She was worried that the throne belonging to her son would disappear and the Empress Dowager would be yellow.

Because of their sensitive identity, if their mother and son can't become the emperor and empress dowager, they will end up dead.

In a panic, I can only make such a bad decision.

Of course, in addition to helplessness, the style of the crown princess has always been so.

"According to the slave's understanding, the crown princess is not as regular as it seems. The crown prince is amorous, and there are countless beauties in the backyard. The crown princess's daughter is lonely, and she has a substantive relationship with the fake husband and wife of xiaohuangmen who serves around her. Now the crown Prince has passed away, and the royal family has suffered another disaster, so she is even more unscrupulous." Huijun laughs. "Now it's understandable to want to recruit Lang Jun as a guest of honor."

As long as Jiang Pengji is attracted, it is equivalent to tying Liu's father and son to their own chariot.

In the eyes of outsiders, Liu Xi is a young man under eighteen.

The crown princess took advantage of others.

"Do you want to push it, or should you do it?"

She looked at the invitation and said to the outside, "find someone to call Feng."

Fengzhen now has a virtual job.