Rong Huang happily accepted, and said that the tyrant was really a good person.

After dressing up and dressing up, Rong Huang took the emerald flowers out of the palace, and the imperial guards in the palace were driving the carriage.

When he arrived at Dingguo Mansion, Rong Huang saw a lot of carriages parked at the door, and a woman in luxurious clothes got out of the carriage with the help of the maidservant.

Dingguo Hou Shizi and two concubines were welcoming guests at the door.

Seeing the carriage from the palace, the three were stunned, and then they thought of what the old lady had told them before.

Dingguo Hou Shizi said to the young man behind him, "Hurry up and call my mother over."

Although he felt that according to the status of Dingguo Houfu in the capital, there was no need to be so respectful to an imperial concubine who didn't know where he came from, but his grandmother had her own reason for speaking and doing things, so he just did it.

Mrs. Dingguo Hou came soon, with a solemn expression, and looked at Dingguo Hou Shizi, "Where is the imperial concubine?"

Dingguo Hou Shizi pointed one place.

At this time, the extremely moat-looking carriage curtain was lifted by the guards who acted as the coachman, and the pretty handmaid got out of the carriage.

The maid turned around and raised her hand to make a support.

Immediately afterwards, a plain white hand stretched out from the carriage and gently placed it on the hand of the maid.

A piece of pink-white sleeves slowly swayed out of the carriage.

Madam Dingguo Hou slowly walked down the steps, walked a few steps forward and stood still, staring at the direction of the carriage for a moment.

The other guests at the door who had not yet entered the mansion were very curious when they saw it. Which distinguished female guest should be able to let Mrs. Dingguohou come out to greet him in person?

"Have you seen there? The carriage in the palace."

The sharp-eyed woman said when she saw the carriage with the sign of the palace.

After hearing this, everyone suddenly realized.

I heard the wind saying that the newly-appointed concubine in the palace would come. I thought it was a rumor, but I didn't expect it to be true.

For a time, dozens of pairs of eyes looked at Rong Huang's carriage at the same time.

With the help of the maid, the sixteen or seventeen-year-old woman got out of the carriage.

The woman has a delicate and charming appearance, her eyebrows resemble a crescent moon, and her apricot eyes are smiling.

It is a rare beauty in the world.

Mrs. Dingguohou recognized at a glance that the pink-white palace dress on Rong Huang's body was made of a pair of golden clouds.

Yunwuyu comes from a small affiliated country in Xiyuan. The production process is very complicated. You can't produce a few horses in a year. It can be said that it is hard to find.

At the end of the new year, the subject country will pay tribute to the capital when it enters the capital, and it will pay tribute to ten clouds.

The beloved concubine of the first emperor once wore a palace dress made of cloud and mist. I don't know how many women are envied.

Madam Dingguohou's eyes changed slightly, and it seemed that the tyrant really loved the imperial concubine.

Putting away the complicated emotions, Mrs. Dingguohou stepped forward, blessing her body, and her tone was flat, "The minister's wife pays homage to the concubine and empress."

Rong Huang received so many people's attention gifts at once, indicating that he was a bit generous.

But the little overlord of the gods is impossible to persuade.

Rong Huang thought that his little head was about to explode, and finally suffocated a sentence, "You don't need to be polite."

"The imperial concubine, please go in with the minister's wife."

Rong Huang entered the mansion under the guidance of Madam Dingguohou. Madam Dingguohou was half a step behind Rong Huang, still speaking coldly to Rong Huang.

At first glance, Rong Huang didn't like this lady Ding Guohou very much, and he was so sad that he should only say a word occasionally.

Mrs. Dingguohou had a full view of everything, her expression calm.

Rong Huang's slender figure disappeared from the sight of everyone, and the discussion suddenly exploded.