Guest

It was said that there were about ten guests invited to Pure Consort's birthday banquet, and Xie Ning was not at the bottom, nor at the top among them.

Early in the morning, Qinghe carefully dressed up Xie Ning.

If one only looked at their faces, Xie Ning's face was plump and rosy with lips like flower petals, clearly indicating that she had slept well last night. On the other hand, Qinghe's face was slightly yellow and dull with slightly swollen eyes, indicating that she had not slept well all night.

An outsider wouldn't be able to guess which of the two was going to attend the birthday banquet today.

"Lady, it's your first time going to Yanning Palace, so you cannot be careless with what you wear. Others will laugh at you," said Qinghe.

Xie Ning just smiled and said, "I heard that among the people who are going today, the ranks of me and Beauty Liang cannot really be numbered. If I dress too flamboyantly, people will laugh at me even more."