After swallowing my anger and taking the blame, I became the lucky little queen

Yang Yuerong dressed her up like a porcelain doll, wearing the most gorgeous hairpin and the most beautiful jewel necklace. Even her clothes were a wide-sleeved shirt woven with gold thread and a cream-colored chest-length skirt as a base. The color combination was neither too eye-catching nor too garish.

After finishing her makeup, Nian Susu looked at herself in the mirror and felt a little dazed for a moment.

Normally, she dressed simply and comfortably, but today she was wearing gold and silver jewelry and heavy makeup, and was almost unrecognizable.

However, her face is indeed more suitable for a more charming style. Her pair of fox eyes with flying eyeliner make her look more radiant.

The maids serving her were all stunned and stared at her in a daze, unable to say a word.

Yang Yuerong could not help but recite a poem: "Her hands are as soft as catkins, her skin is as white as cream, her neck is as smooth as a cicada, her teeth are as white as a gourd, her forehead is as beautiful as a moth, her smile is charming, her eyes are long and beautiful."

The maids didn't understand. They looked at each other and asked, "What do you mean?"

Even Zhihua didn't understand, but she was sure that the lady was praising the young lady for her beauty.

Nian Susu sat in front of the mirror and looked at herself carefully. She had been wearing this makeup for so long that she could no longer remember what she looked like with a ponytail.

She couldn't help but think of a year ago when she vowed to carry the pot 999 times and then go home. However, half of this year has passed, and she has never thought about going home, let alone made any plans or plots for it.

What she worried about most was: How would the queen treat her? Would she die?

Slowly...she seemed to have completely become "Nian Su Su".

Near evening, the palace carriages came to pick up people. One carriage was occupied by Nian Chengyun, and the other one was occupied by Nian Susu and Nian Qiaoyue.

Nian Qiaoyue also dressed up carefully today. She put on the most gorgeous and beautiful dress in her closet and the most valuable hairpin she could find in her jewelry box. She went out with full confidence and in high spirits.

While waiting by the carriage, she felt that she would be able to crush Nian Susu and astound everyone. But when she saw Nian Susu walking out of the dusk with dignified, elegant and steady steps, she widened her eyes and dared not breathe.

Everything around was eclipsed.

Nian Qiaoyue shrank her neck instantly, feeling ashamed. She had spent so much effort dressing up and finally looked decent, but when Nian Susu appeared, she was like a clown who had overdone herself and was only worthy of being a laughing stock.

Nian Susu walked up to her, looked at her suspiciously, and jokingly said, "Are you in love with me?"

Nian Qiaoyue came to her senses and closed her jaw in time to prevent the saliva from flowing down, otherwise it would have been very embarrassing.

She concealed her guilty conscience, turned her face away, and said disdainfully: "You are so narcissistic, who would fall in love with you."

Nian Susu said, "Then why are you staring at me? Is there money on my face?"

Nian Qiaoyue was speechless. She snorted and turned away.

Although they had an unpleasant argument, the two still had to ride in the same carriage when entering the palace. They glared at each other, neither of them willing to give in.

After entering the magnificent Qinghui Palace, Nian Qiaoyue felt like a country girl who had accidentally strayed into a palace. The girls around her were all dressed gorgeously and behaved properly, while the clothes she wore were outdated and the material was not very good. Following behind Nian Susu, she looked more like her maid.

Nian Qiaoyue lowered her head in inferiority.

What I heard was the exclamations of the crowd at Nian Susu's beauty.

"Miss Nian is wearing such gorgeous clothes today! It's true that beautiful people look good in any clothes. She used to wear plain clothes, like a lotus flower emerging from clear water, but now she wears flamboyant clothes, like a delicate red rose!"

"Miss Xiangfu, you are not called the most beautiful woman in Shengjing for nothing, but you just keep a low profile."

"You know what, Miss Nian's outfit really looks like that of a crown princess. Just the temperament alone is something that ordinary people can't learn. Just look at Miss Nian II behind her. Although she is wearing bright clothes, she is not stunning at all. Instead, she looks overdone."

"That's Miss Nian Er. I thought she was a maid in Miss Nian's courtyard. They are both ladies from the Prime Minister's Mansion. How come they don't look alike at all?"

Hearing this, Nian Qiaoyue lowered her head even lower.

Nian Susu turned a deaf ear to him and found his own seat and sat down.

Nian Qiaoyue was sitting behind her.

Another group of people came to the hall entrance, and their laughter spread into the hall, attracting everyone's attention.

Qin Guanqing looked around and said in surprise, "I didn't expect that my father would actually remove the floor screens in the Qinghui Palace. But there are so many people coming this time, I guess there won't be enough seats if they don't."

Qin Wenyuan walked in front of him with a calm and experienced posture, with his hands behind his back, just like Qin Junyu next to him.

Qin Wenyuan: "Too many people, annoying."

"You little brat." Qin Guanqing pinched his shoulder, his eyes still wandering around the table. When they landed on someone, his eyes suddenly lit up and he bumped Qin Jun with his shoulder, "Hey, brother, your future crown princess is a little different tonight than usual."

Qin Junyu looked in the direction of the voice, and his usually cold eyes suddenly filled with a hint of spring, instantly lighting up. He happened to meet her eyes, and in just a few seconds, both of them blushed.

He retracted his gaze and pretended to be calm, "It's... It's okay, almost the same as usual."

Qin Wenyuan's eyes rolled around and locked onto Nian Susu in the crowd. Although he said nothing, he felt in his heart that this future sister-in-law was the most beautiful of all the women he had ever seen.

Nian Susu's gaze was originally on Qin Junyu, but she suddenly noticed another gaze from the side. She looked down and saw Qin Wenyuan staring at her with a stern face.

She smiled at him, even waved and mouthed the silent word "hi".

Qin Wenyuan's face couldn't help but turn red.

"How can it be almost the same? If you don't believe me, ask Xiaowu." Qin Guanqing felt that he couldn't explain it clearly to Qin Junyu, who was like an iceberg, so he set his sights on the youngest one.

He patted Qin Wenyuan's little head, bent down, and whispered in his ear: "Xiao Wu, do you think Miss Nian is prettier and more beautiful today than usual?"

Hearing this, Qin Wenyuan subconsciously glanced in the direction of Nian Susu and said coldly: "It's okay, about the same as usual."

Qin Guanqing: "Children should not lie."

"He's only eleven years old, how can he lie?"

Qin Junyu, still thinking about Qin Wenyuan, put his arm around his shoulders and walked into the seat, leaving Qin Guanqing with no words to express his grievances.

These two, one big and one small, are simply cut from the same mold. He dared not even think about whether Qin Junyu would raise a son like Qin Wenyuan if he had one in the future. By then, there would be one big old-fashioned man and two small old-fashioned men, and when they were bored, they would even compete to see whose face was uglier.

As soon as this idea came up, Qin Guanqing felt that it was not very realistic. After all, Qin Junyu's son was Nian Susu's son. Nian Susu was so lively and the child she brought up must be very active and would definitely not be as taciturn as Qin Wenyuan.