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  After walking for a while, a eunuch's cautious voice came from outside, "Your Majesty, where are you going?"

  She called out twice before Zhang Qi came back to her senses. She closed her eyes and said in a low voice, "Let's take a walk. Ranking list."

  "Yes."

  Having received the order to stroll around casually, the crowd outside also relaxed. The horse carriage also began to wander aimlessly in Chang'an City.

  After turning around the main street for two rounds, Zhang Gui in the carriage still hadn't spoken up about returning. At that moment, the eunuch nodded and the carriage headed towards a few side streets.

  If we keep wandering around like this on Zheng Street, I'm afraid those with ulterior motives will become suspicious. Let them guess and speculate, it's not a big deal anyway.

  The horse carriage turned into a small alley.

  It was a small street, and the carriage that was driving on it was also where the prosperity was. Although Zhang Gui's carriage had no signs, the eunuchs riding horses on both sides of the carriage had distinctive features that could let anyone with discerning eyes guess the identity of the person in the carriage at a glance. Therefore, no matter how crowded the street was, Zhang Gui's carriage passed through unimpeded.

  As I walked, just as I was passing a short alley less than 50 meters long, suddenly, two urgent voices came from behind, "Get out of the way! Get out of the way!" "Ah---hurry up and let us through!"

  The cry was accompanied by panic, urgent and chaotic.

  The four eunuchs hastily turned their heads back, and as they did, they saw two horses charging towards them like mad!

  One of the eunuchs was the first to react and shouted in a shrill voice: "No, don't rush at Her Majesty!"

  Among the shouting, another eunuch shouted in a shrill voice: "Quickly, quickly retreat, retreat to one side."

  This thing was really sudden, and Yu Fu was a master of the individual, but he was also caught off guard. He was in a hurry to move the carriage to one side when those two horses rushed towards the pedestrians, screaming and dodging, it was like a chaotic scene of crazy horses that had already collided.

  In the blink of an eye, two wild horses had crashed into the last eunuch's mount. As the eunuch shrieked and shouted, one of the riders suddenly leapt from his horseback. He somersaulted in mid-air and landed neatly on the carriage.

  That man jumped onto the horse carriage, flashed into the compartment, and when he came out again, he was already holding a beautiful woman in his arms. Wasn't it Zhang Gui? Just at this moment, that person's mount had already rushed out and galloped far away from Zhang Gui's carriage. It seemed like they were about to rush out of the alley. The black-clothed man who was holding Zhang Gui let out a loud whistle and actually jumped off the horse carriage, accurately landing on the horseback!

  The man's movements were swift and decisive, without the slightest hesitation or delay. His horse, too, was perfectly in sync with its master, slowing down slightly as he mounted it, before bursting into a gallop at his urging. In an instant, this harmonious duo had vanished from sight!

  Just as the knight was about to abduct Zhang Gui, four eunuchs were about to shout when the knight who had collided with one of them growled, "Shut up!"

  The sound of drinking was low and the murderous aura was overwhelming. The eunuch's shrill cry suddenly stopped, and the man snapped his fingers, a small piece of cloth falling into the hands of the eunuch in front of him.

  Then he jumped onto his mount and with a crack of the whip, galloped away.

  The eunuch hastily opened the note and saw that it read, "Borrowing Princess Li for a chat, return to Qinghe Alley in an hour!"

  He hastily finished reading the note, and the eunuch shouted at another one, beckoning them to come forward. After showing them the note, he wiped the cold sweat from his forehead while speaking in a low voice: "We were supposed to protect the princess on her outing, but we ended up losing her. If this gets out, it's a dead end for us!"

  As soon as these words came out, whether it was the four eunuchs or the coachman, they all trembled with fear.

  The eunuch in white attire said, "Now, we can only believe what this note says and wait for the princess at Qinghe Alley." He glanced around and saw that not many passersby were paying attention to them, so he couldn't help but let out a sigh of relief. To be on the safe side, he instructed one of the eunuchs, "You go and think of a way to silence those who have seen what happened!"

  "Yes."

  Zhang Qi was caught off guard and was grabbed by someone into their arms, forced to jump out of the carriage, and landed on a horse's back.

  She was about to scream in panic, but as soon as she smelled the familiar scent on him, her scream got stuck in her throat.

  She stood quietly in his arms, and when she turned her head back hastily, she happened to see several eunuchs discussing something with a piece of paper.

  She involuntarily let out a sigh of relief.

  Someone hugged her and ran for less than three hundred meters before jumping off the horseback and hugging her into an alley.

  After turning over several alleys, Zhang Qi found herself in a wine building.

  With a creak, someone kicked open a door and swept her inside.

  She was put on the ground and the door was closed by the newcomer.

  Zhang Qi hastily stabilized her figure, turned her head and looked at that person.

  That man was also staring straight at her.

  A suit of dark clothes on, already gray dust stained all over, the handsome face without a speck of dust, thin and gaunt, making the nose bridge even higher and more prominent, eyes even brighter.

  It's just that in those eyes, there is a sense of desolation, emptiness, as if hiding endless loss and sorrow.

  It is indeed Langya Wang.

  The King of Lanling gazed at Zhang Yi without blinking, and when he saw her dressed in a palace-style outfit with a high bun, he lowered his eyes.

  Just a glance, Zhang Qi also turned her head. She was about to speak when the King of Lanling threw something at her and his low voice came over, "Go sit there."

  Zhang Qi reflexively took over the object, looked down and saw that it was a jade comb.

  She turned her head blankly to look over, and found that what he was pointing at was a dressing table with a copper mirror, rouge, white powder, and hairpins.

  Just as Zhang Qi was stunned, he heard his low voice come again, "Go sit well."

  This is an order.

  Zhang Qi was dazed for a moment, then slowly walked forward and slowly knelt down in front of them.

  At this time, she heard his low voice again, "Unbind your hair."

  Zhang Qi was stunned for a moment, and then scattered her hair as she had said.

  "Go on!"

  Continue? What continue?

  Zhang Qi looked back at him absent-mindedly.

  He didn't look at her this time, but instead turned his head to gaze at the wall on his left side and said in a low voice: "Continue."

  Zhang Qi turned around.

  She glanced at the comb in her hand, paused for a moment, and slowly picked up the copper mirror. After placing the copper mirror slowly in front of herself, she turned back again.

  He had been staring at her for a moment without blinking. Seeing her turn back, he hoarsely commanded: "Continue."

  At this time, Zhang Qi suddenly understood.

  He wanted her to dress up.

  She slowly removed the hairpins and ornaments from her head, picked up the jade comb, and began to comb her long black hair that reached down to her waist in front of the copper mirror.

  As a strand of black hair floated away from her movements, the room suddenly became bright and quiet.

  That day by day. She woke up from his arms, always sitting beside him, smiling and dressing up like a flower. At that time, she was smiling, he was also smiling.

  A strand of hair, one by one, combed and arranged. One by one, coiled up. One by one, like threading flowers, between her fingers, then fixed with a single pin.

  After combing her hair, Zhang Qi quietly stood up, just like any ordinary morning. She walked to the same corner as always and washed her face with water from a basin.

  Then she went back a few steps, looked at the white powder and put it aside - she was still young and beautiful, this white powder would cover up her youthful transparency and pink complexion.

  She picked up the lip rouge and applied it to her lips little by little.

  Her movements were meticulous and elegant, with a quiet and focused expression, her eyebrows and eyes shone with a subtle joy and happiness. She carefully and evenly pressed the lipstick on, until her small red mouth became thoroughly red.

  In the past, after doing this action, when she was in a good mood, she would quietly sneak up to him and leave a red lip print on his neck, collarbone, and even behind his ear when he wasn't paying attention. No matter how hard he washed, it wouldn't come off, and he would always be teased by the soldiers around him.

  However, at this moment, there was no need to remove her makeup. She lowered her eyelids and took out a clean cloth from the other side of the table, gently wiping off the excess lip color that had been applied too heavily.

  Behind Zhang Qi, a low sobbing sound had already been transmitted.

  Put down the rouge, Zhang Gui picked up the forehead yellow, this forehead yellow, she cut it into a plum blossom shape, when she was happy, she would stick it on her forehead. However, Zhang Gui has always been lazy, most of the time, she doesn't stick the forehead yellow.

  After dressing up, she saw that the King of Lanling had not spoken yet. Zhang Gui walked to one side and picked up the pink dress that was placed on the couch, which she used to wear often.

  She has always been a very common person, she doesn't like the noble big red, golden and purple colors, nor does she like the white color that represents elegance and uniqueness, even less likes the cold black color, and dislikes the cyan color that few people wear.

  What she likes is actually this kind of soft and tender, both yellow and slightly red orange color. Just like the peach blossoms on that branch, she likes this ordinary, warm and lively color.

  Put on the pink dress, Zhang Qi lowered her head and took out a pair of clean boots from another corner of the bed. She had only worn them three times before abandoning them when she left. Now Zhang Qi was all dressed up.

  She turned around and looked at him.

  He barely turned his head back when he finally heard his hoarse voice from behind, "Let's start again!"

  Again?

  What does it mean?

  Zhang Qi stood there in a daze.

  At this time, his hoarse voice came again, "Do it all over again."

  Do it again?

  Zhang Qi lowered her eyelids, she slowly took off the clothes on her body, slowly put on the clothes she wore when she came, slowly walked back to the stool where she was sitting earlier, and slowly picked up the jade comb again.

  Re-dye the ink-black hair, re-style the cloudy coiffure, re-wash off the leaden makeup, re-apply the rouge.

  When everything was ready, she heard him order: "Once more, let's do it again."

  In this way, in such a quiet moment, under the warm sunlight of the afternoon, quietly, as beautiful as spring flowers, Zhang Gui was making up. Every time she applied lipstick to her red lips and gently wiped off some, there would be a faint sobbing sound coming from somewhere.

  At this moment, the outside is full of spring light, and the warm sunshine shines between heaven and earth. Countless young men and women are laughing and playing on the banks of the Spring River, above the cool pavilions.

  At this moment, the beautiful imperial concubine took off her palace attire once again, removed her hairpiece, and as she had countless times before, adorned herself for you, painted on her makeup...

  It was unknown how long had passed when he finally said in a low voice: "Alright."

  As before, he hastily held her and sent her to Qinghe Alley in the quiet spring breeze.

  In Qinghe Alley, when Zhang Gui's carriage started moving, she couldn't help but turn her head back.

  She stared unwaveringly at the tall, solitary figure in black clothes, step by step walking out of her line of sight.

  Until she was in tears, until nothing could be seen!

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  Everyone has discovered, right? On the total list of powder tickets, the fourth and fifth places behind me are fighting fiercely. Looking at their rapidly rising votes, I feel a chill on my back as their neighbor. Tears, begging for powder tickets, begging to pull away from them a little further.