Quick Transmute Beauty Transformation Project

Chapter 234, Empress Dowager of the Cold Palace
What I'm playing now is the kind that sounds like crying.

Even though she lay in bed early tonight, she didn't sleep. She was thinking that she was in the cold palace, and she had finally done something that Yufeng had never done before, showing her face in front of the emperor.

She sent the things to Cheng Midong because the number one scholar didn't just glance at Yulian as he said on Yuan Ye. He caught up with Yulian and asked her name. He looked back and smiled, took a rabbit lamp from a roadside stall and handed it to him, and left without saying anything.

Cheng Midong was so fascinated by the beauties that he went home distraught and made this picture of beauties in Yuan Ye.Lin Anluo guessed that the original meaning of the rain is that a poor boy still wants to know her name, so let's play with the lights.But Cheng Midong mistakenly thought it was a token of love that she wanted to accept but refused, and kept the rabbit lamp until Cai Shiwei brought him a second one.

She took advantage of Cheng Midong's deep love for Yulian, explained her situation, and begged him to bring the picture of the beauty of Yuan Ye to the emperor and walk around to help her out of the cold palace. Cheng Midong is indeed a man who values ​​love and righteousness , Sure enough, she brought the painting into the palace as she wished.

But looking at the emperor's last expression, it seemed that he was still remembering Yulian's fault. I have to say that the cousin's trick was really bad enough. The amount of peanuts released by Yulian almost didn't make the emperor die from allergies.

She turned over, and the wind blew the frame of her window. Wei Lang suddenly stopped playing the flute midway and went back to his room.

Is it cold?
Lin Anluo curled her lips, pulled up the quilt, and fell asleep peacefully.

The snow in their courtyard was bottomless, Lin Anluo was bored after eating, she turned out her thin clothes, took the sewing scissors bought from Qiurong, and spent the whole morning making these thin fabrics a simple glove.

Because the fabrics are all colorful, the gloves made are so ugly that you can't look at them carefully, and the fingers are thick and thin. She couldn't fit one of them, and was forced to change the thread.

With the first experience, Lin Anluo gained a lot of experience when she made gloves for Wei Lang for the second time. She cut two skirts and made two gloves. Although they were only thin fabrics, there was nothing good about them. Warm effect, but better than nothing.

She put on her own gloves, then hopped up to her "son" and handed him his pair.

Wei Lang looked at the strange-shaped object in her hand, his eyes slightly blank, "What is this?"

Seeing that he didn't know how to wear it, Lin Anluo grabbed his hand directly. Wei Lang suddenly came into contact with her and subconsciously retracted his hand. Lin Anluo grabbed it back again and glared at him, "Don't hide!"

The chilblain on his hands has healed a lot, only some redness and swelling remain, but no festering.She put the gloves on for him one by one, thinking that it was better to make them big enough, otherwise it would be embarrassing not to be able to put them on.

After putting it on, she squinted at him and said with a smile, "Build a snowman, son!"

Wei Lang frowned slightly, "You"

Bad, bad, she complained in her heart that she raised him as a son and complained too much, but the old horse slipped the word out of her mouth, she looked up to the sky, and said with a guilty conscience, "Then what. Prince, I call you Fourth Prince."

The agreed snowman is actually two snowballs, a big snowball is at the bottom, and a small snowball is on top. Lin Anluo draws the eyes, nose and mouth for the snowman with chopsticks, but after a long distance, she still can’t see the snowman’s facial features. See its white flowers.

Lin Anluo had no choice but to cut two carrot slices for its eyes, a fallen leaf for its nose, a stone for its mouth, and two branches for its arms.

(End of this chapter)