Huang Xi lives from me

Shangyi Bureau's action was fast, and within a few days, the clothes for the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet in the East Palace were ready and delivered.

On the day of the Mid-Autumn Festival banquet, in Zhaochun Palace.Jing Sheng stood in front of the bronze mercury mirror of the same height, looking at the woman in the mirror.

She was wearing a gorgeous silver-red palace dress. The cuffs and skirt were embroidered with butterfly patterns with silver thread. The embroidery was exquisite. As she walked, the butterflies danced as if they were alive.The lower body was made into a pleated flowing skirt, which made her figure more exquisite.

This is the first time she wears Zhongyuan's clothes.

Jing Sheng turned around to let the people behind her see her attire clearly, with an unnatural expression on her face. "Ash...does it look good?"

The girl in front of her is different from the gentleness and beauty of women from the Central Plains, and also not like the beauty and beauty of ordinary orchids. Her facial features are more like a fusion of the advantages of both, beautiful but profound.Wearing that silver-red dress, she looked like peach blossoms in June, scorching and moving.

Su Qian nodded and praised: "I finally understand why the kings of all dynasties are so obsessed with Beizheng."

"?" Jing Sheng was confused.

"It can't be for melons and grapes." Su Qian smiled, looking at the beauty in front of her, "There are beauties in the north. They are peerless and independent. If you look at the city of Qingren, then look at the country of Qingren. I would rather not know the beauty of Qingcheng and the other." It’s hard to find a beautiful woman when the country is overwhelmed.”

"I know this poem! Ah Qian is complimenting me on my beauty, isn't it?"

Seeing the little guy's smiling eyebrows, Su Qian also smiled, stretched out her hand, and straightened the crooked Shui Jing Bu Yao on Jing Sheng's bun.

Jing Sheng stood there, obediently fiddled with Su Qian, "Are you ready?"

Turning the steps upright, Su Qian checked Jing Sheng's appearance, her eyes fell on the curved eyebrows, "The eyebrows are a little lighter, Ben Gong..." Ask someone to describe it for you.

"Would you like to help me thrush my eyebrows?"

Jing Sheng's eyes lit up, and they were full of expectations, Su Qian couldn't say the words to refuse.

Su Qian: "...Okay."

In front of the bronze mirror dressing table, Jing Sheng sat on the stool with her small face upturned.

Su Qian stood in front of her, gently lifting her small face with one hand, and Mei Dai with the other.

The thrush stone depicts the outline of the eyebrows, but the slightly cool touch makes the heart feel hot. Jing Sheng looks at the face that is close at hand.

She always knew that Ah Qian was pretty.Looking at it so closely, she felt that Ah Qian looked better!

The two silhouettes reflected in the bronze mirror approached indescribably close.

"What are you thinking about?"

The gentle and gentle voice makes people feel that the spring breeze is generally comfortable.

Jing Sheng blinked her eyes, trying to get out of the beauty of the person in front of her.

"I think of the story I read in the book today." Jing Sheng cleared her throat, and a topic came to mind.

"what story?"

"It's a parallel essay, I don't quite understand it, Wei Liangyuan explained it for me," Jing Sheng blushed a little at this point.

Su Qian naturally knew that the little guy didn't have a deep understanding of the profound Central Plains culture, so she didn't point it out.Instead, it was very face-saving, showing a look of being aroused.

"In ancient times, there was a man named Zhang Chang. He and his wife lived in the same village. He was naughty when he was a child. He threw a stone and accidentally injured his wife. But he ran away at that time. Later, when he grew up and became an official, it was said that his wife The scar on his head made him unable to get married, so he came to the door to propose marriage. Since then, he has drawn eyebrows for his wife every day, and the husband and wife are very loving." Jing Sheng began to tell stories to Su Qian enthusiastically, "Because he helps his wife draw a picture every morning at home. After the eyebrows are fixed, I go to Dianmao. People who have good things complain to the emperor, and the emperor asks, and he said: You also take care of such boring things. You are my boss and not my mother. Why are you meddling in so many things?"

Su Qian: ...

What a simple and rude comment!

Now she can understand Wei University scholar, giving birth to a daughter is so hard!

Wei Qingling, who was far away on the other side, sneezed hard.

"Ah Qian, from now on, you should also help me draw my eyebrows every day!" Jing Sheng looked at Su Qian, blinking her bright eyes.

"what?"

"I will also help Ah Qian's thrush every day!" Jing Sheng assured, patting her chest.

this……

Su Qian felt her face was a little hot.

The joy of thrush is not used in this way!

"Your Highness, it's time to leave." Mu Yue came in and reported.

His Highness is worried about Yu Jiulu Liangdi, and wants to come to Zhaochun Hall to have a look, but why doesn't he come out for a long time?

Hearing someone coming in, Su Qian lowered her eyebrows, and Jing Sheng also turned her head.

"Di Liang! Your eyebrows?!" Mu Yue covered her mouth in shock.

Those black and thick eyebrows scare us ordinary people to death!

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