After Qiao Ruan moved to Ziyi Lane, several days passed by Ansheng. Although the emperor did not see her, there were fresh and beautiful things sent from the palace for several days in a row.
The eyebrows and rouge of Xinghua Pavilion are fashionable inlaid with gems, gold and jade red hairpins, and exquisitely crafted clothes and long skirts. The little dancer can receive some new things every day to enrich her waist bag.
Although she could receive the hairpin and ring jewelry prepared by the man for her every day, these things were not rare for her. In order to please her mother, her father gave her many precious and beautiful golden dragons. Her mother had only one child like her. As long as it was not something that was in the bottom of the box, she would almost use it.
The only thing that made her happy was that these things were sent by Qi Heng.
Time flies and several more days have passed.
After the snow-white girl got up at noon to take a shower, she sat in front of the mirror, looked at the blurry eyebrows in the bronze mirror, and held a thin pen for drawing eyebrows in her hand, and applied it twice in a vague way in the jade box decorated with eyebrows. Then she sighed, not knowing what to draw for herself as decoration.
What did the lady sigh?When she left the eldest princess's mansion, Princess Lin'an used this to stuff a few serving people around her, and legitimately stuffed several maids that Qiao Ruan brought from her home.
The people who serve her around her are the ones her mother prepared for her, and she will never betray her.
What did the lady sigh?Qingluo held a strand of the girl's black hair in his hand, combed it from head to end, and then repeated it continuously, combing the girl's black hair at least ten times.
This method was told by the lady, telling them to pay attention to protecting the lady's beauty. Even if the lady forgets, those who serve her should remind her at all times.
Therefore, like Mian, Qiao Ruan, both mother and daughter have thick black hair, which is thick and thin when tied in the bun, which is particularly beautiful.
It's been seven days!Qiao Ruan lowered her head sadly, complaining and missing the man who didn't keep his word.
Qing Luo said yes. She knew that the lady was doing something immoral to the world, but she also knew that the lady was petite and afraid of pain since she was a child, and was willing to travel long distances to the capital for that man.
She also knew that every time she served the lady in the shower afterwards, the lady's snow-white body was full of traces made by a man.
By heart, she hates others taking the initiative to go to the concubine, but she has served her since childhood and can't let go of her emotionally.
She pursed her lips, not knowing whether she should comfort her. Whether she hoped the lady would get what she wanted, or she hoped that the lady would give up with the cooperation of that man.
There are so many men who love Miss in the border!The age is right!
Qiao Ruan didn't need her to comfort her. In addition to missing the emperor's uncle intermittently, she was more interested in how to dress herself up. Dressing in the capital is fashionable, earlier and faster than that in the border areas. She likes to make herself look better.
After a while, the girl left her sorrow away, and her longing for a man made her suddenly have an idea.
The little hand pulled out a small silver mirror with exquisite workmanship from the bottom of the makeup box. The mirror was inlaid with various colors of jade, which was very gorgeous.
The clarity of this mirror is far from comparable to that of a brass mirror. It is bright and clear, and even the small fluff on the face can be clearly reflected.
In front of the small mirror, the girl first imitated the ochre face that was popular recently in the capital and drew some beautiful flowers on her forehead.
Later, she picked up the eyebrow pencil and drew a pair of mandarin duck eyebrows on her thin eyebrows. Her eyebrows were already dark and thick, and she only drew a lighter layer.
This eyebrows look like a frown and crying. She is white and tender, her face is white and flawless, and she is very beautiful without applying any powder.
The little girl only looked at half of her face with good makeup in the mirror, and felt that she was already weak and pity-minded.
He moistened his lips with the fat from the Apricot Flower Pavilion, carefully depicted it with a thin brush, a lighter layer, in the shape of jade beads, and finally a layer of peach pink rouge was thinly applied under his cheeks, and two pearl flower ornaments were pasted.
Qingluo, I want to combed my high bun and sneak into the pair of peacocks flying in the hills sent from the palace!I also have to wear that empty chest-length skirt.The girl seemed to have found fun and looked in the mirror.
Qingluo helped the girl clean up with her hands and feet. She stood aside and watched the girl dance on tiptoe in the yard. She was dancing a sad dance.
But at the beginning, the girl was excited because of her satisfaction in makeup, and at the beginning she brought a bit of cheerful atmosphere, which was inconsistent with the artistic conception.
But later, perhaps thinking that the person she liked was not by her side, he became more and more consistent with the artistic conception of this song, and the sadness of a resentful woman dressing up in the mirror, but the man was not there, no one pleased him.
Qing Luoben was appreciating the girl dancing. After all, Qiao Ruan and her mother were extremely pleasing to the eye. She thought that the time was similar, and the girl would probably be tired of dancing, so she was preparing to prepare some tea for her to quench her thirst. When she raised her eyes, she saw the man who stopped and admired the girl dancing again.
The tall man had gentle eyebrows and eyes, and looked at the girl dancing in the audience with a stunning look. A slightly fat man with a white face and beardless waved at her. Qing Luo and several other maids who were guarding the yard were ordered to withdraw quietly.
It happened that the man had come, and the girl's dance had come to an end. As the girl's figure was light but hoarse, the song of the resentful boudoir dance ended.
The girl's face was frozen in a slight drooping position and she also slid down to the tears of her own situation, and the peacock golden hairpins on both sides of her dangerous temples were shaking.
The girl put on new makeup today, and a slight layer of sweat appeared on her face. Not only did she not make the girl feel embarrassed, but she also showed the rosy complexion inside her.
The Nongli flower pearl on the eyebrows made her skin look whiter, and the new mandarin duck eyebrows on her little face made her look so cute, highlighting the sorrow of the belle. The red lips are red but red, the pink cheeks, the bright colors on the forehead, eyes, and cheeks neutralize this hatred, making the girl's hatred less than the deep boudoir lady's face and dull complexion, but instead revealing a vigor and hope that is obviously contrary to hatred.
Although she resented, she did not underestimate herself, and although she thought about it, she was not immersed in hatred.
There is no doubt that every time I see her dancing, the man is not fixed on his existing impression, and can once again amazed him by her.
After returning to the palace the next morning last time, Qi Heng remembered the girl who held her and acted coquettishly and complained that she didn't go to see her, and personally chose something and gave it to her.
The second, third, fourth... Until today, the things delivered to her were all selected by him.
Blame me?The man put his arms around his waist and pulled the girl who was not happy to hide in the room into his arms with his long arms. He grabbed her face with one hand, forcing her to look up at him.
I don’t dare!The girl who seemed to want to be tough was ruthless and said harsh words that she refused to bow her head, but tears fell from the corner of her eyes disobediently.
The man had no choice but to peck at the corner of the girl's scorching eyes, swallowed the tears she had shed into her mouth, and pecked and kissed her little by little, silently coaxing her, without any disgust with the girl's face being rubbed with rouge and thin sweat.
OK, don't cry anymore.The man patted the girl on the back with his big hand, and learned the movements of the nanny in the palace coaxing the child. He was cautious and indulged in his face, even accompanied by some headaches that he enjoyed it.
The eyebrows and rouge of Xinghua Pavilion are fashionable inlaid with gems, gold and jade red hairpins, and exquisitely crafted clothes and long skirts. The little dancer can receive some new things every day to enrich her waist bag.
Although she could receive the hairpin and ring jewelry prepared by the man for her every day, these things were not rare for her. In order to please her mother, her father gave her many precious and beautiful golden dragons. Her mother had only one child like her. As long as it was not something that was in the bottom of the box, she would almost use it.
The only thing that made her happy was that these things were sent by Qi Heng.
Time flies and several more days have passed.
After the snow-white girl got up at noon to take a shower, she sat in front of the mirror, looked at the blurry eyebrows in the bronze mirror, and held a thin pen for drawing eyebrows in her hand, and applied it twice in a vague way in the jade box decorated with eyebrows. Then she sighed, not knowing what to draw for herself as decoration.
What did the lady sigh?When she left the eldest princess's mansion, Princess Lin'an used this to stuff a few serving people around her, and legitimately stuffed several maids that Qiao Ruan brought from her home.
The people who serve her around her are the ones her mother prepared for her, and she will never betray her.
What did the lady sigh?Qingluo held a strand of the girl's black hair in his hand, combed it from head to end, and then repeated it continuously, combing the girl's black hair at least ten times.
This method was told by the lady, telling them to pay attention to protecting the lady's beauty. Even if the lady forgets, those who serve her should remind her at all times.
Therefore, like Mian, Qiao Ruan, both mother and daughter have thick black hair, which is thick and thin when tied in the bun, which is particularly beautiful.
It's been seven days!Qiao Ruan lowered her head sadly, complaining and missing the man who didn't keep his word.
Qing Luo said yes. She knew that the lady was doing something immoral to the world, but she also knew that the lady was petite and afraid of pain since she was a child, and was willing to travel long distances to the capital for that man.
She also knew that every time she served the lady in the shower afterwards, the lady's snow-white body was full of traces made by a man.
By heart, she hates others taking the initiative to go to the concubine, but she has served her since childhood and can't let go of her emotionally.
She pursed her lips, not knowing whether she should comfort her. Whether she hoped the lady would get what she wanted, or she hoped that the lady would give up with the cooperation of that man.
There are so many men who love Miss in the border!The age is right!
Qiao Ruan didn't need her to comfort her. In addition to missing the emperor's uncle intermittently, she was more interested in how to dress herself up. Dressing in the capital is fashionable, earlier and faster than that in the border areas. She likes to make herself look better.
After a while, the girl left her sorrow away, and her longing for a man made her suddenly have an idea.
The little hand pulled out a small silver mirror with exquisite workmanship from the bottom of the makeup box. The mirror was inlaid with various colors of jade, which was very gorgeous.
The clarity of this mirror is far from comparable to that of a brass mirror. It is bright and clear, and even the small fluff on the face can be clearly reflected.
In front of the small mirror, the girl first imitated the ochre face that was popular recently in the capital and drew some beautiful flowers on her forehead.
Later, she picked up the eyebrow pencil and drew a pair of mandarin duck eyebrows on her thin eyebrows. Her eyebrows were already dark and thick, and she only drew a lighter layer.
This eyebrows look like a frown and crying. She is white and tender, her face is white and flawless, and she is very beautiful without applying any powder.
The little girl only looked at half of her face with good makeup in the mirror, and felt that she was already weak and pity-minded.
He moistened his lips with the fat from the Apricot Flower Pavilion, carefully depicted it with a thin brush, a lighter layer, in the shape of jade beads, and finally a layer of peach pink rouge was thinly applied under his cheeks, and two pearl flower ornaments were pasted.
Qingluo, I want to combed my high bun and sneak into the pair of peacocks flying in the hills sent from the palace!I also have to wear that empty chest-length skirt.The girl seemed to have found fun and looked in the mirror.
Qingluo helped the girl clean up with her hands and feet. She stood aside and watched the girl dance on tiptoe in the yard. She was dancing a sad dance.
But at the beginning, the girl was excited because of her satisfaction in makeup, and at the beginning she brought a bit of cheerful atmosphere, which was inconsistent with the artistic conception.
But later, perhaps thinking that the person she liked was not by her side, he became more and more consistent with the artistic conception of this song, and the sadness of a resentful woman dressing up in the mirror, but the man was not there, no one pleased him.
Qing Luoben was appreciating the girl dancing. After all, Qiao Ruan and her mother were extremely pleasing to the eye. She thought that the time was similar, and the girl would probably be tired of dancing, so she was preparing to prepare some tea for her to quench her thirst. When she raised her eyes, she saw the man who stopped and admired the girl dancing again.
The tall man had gentle eyebrows and eyes, and looked at the girl dancing in the audience with a stunning look. A slightly fat man with a white face and beardless waved at her. Qing Luo and several other maids who were guarding the yard were ordered to withdraw quietly.
It happened that the man had come, and the girl's dance had come to an end. As the girl's figure was light but hoarse, the song of the resentful boudoir dance ended.
The girl's face was frozen in a slight drooping position and she also slid down to the tears of her own situation, and the peacock golden hairpins on both sides of her dangerous temples were shaking.
The girl put on new makeup today, and a slight layer of sweat appeared on her face. Not only did she not make the girl feel embarrassed, but she also showed the rosy complexion inside her.
The Nongli flower pearl on the eyebrows made her skin look whiter, and the new mandarin duck eyebrows on her little face made her look so cute, highlighting the sorrow of the belle. The red lips are red but red, the pink cheeks, the bright colors on the forehead, eyes, and cheeks neutralize this hatred, making the girl's hatred less than the deep boudoir lady's face and dull complexion, but instead revealing a vigor and hope that is obviously contrary to hatred.
Although she resented, she did not underestimate herself, and although she thought about it, she was not immersed in hatred.
There is no doubt that every time I see her dancing, the man is not fixed on his existing impression, and can once again amazed him by her.
After returning to the palace the next morning last time, Qi Heng remembered the girl who held her and acted coquettishly and complained that she didn't go to see her, and personally chose something and gave it to her.
The second, third, fourth... Until today, the things delivered to her were all selected by him.
Blame me?The man put his arms around his waist and pulled the girl who was not happy to hide in the room into his arms with his long arms. He grabbed her face with one hand, forcing her to look up at him.
I don’t dare!The girl who seemed to want to be tough was ruthless and said harsh words that she refused to bow her head, but tears fell from the corner of her eyes disobediently.
The man had no choice but to peck at the corner of the girl's scorching eyes, swallowed the tears she had shed into her mouth, and pecked and kissed her little by little, silently coaxing her, without any disgust with the girl's face being rubbed with rouge and thin sweat.
OK, don't cry anymore.The man patted the girl on the back with his big hand, and learned the movements of the nanny in the palace coaxing the child. He was cautious and indulged in his face, even accompanied by some headaches that he enjoyed it.
![[Goldfinger Novels] Temptation to the bowl - Quick wear, Danmei](/templates/nvshen/themes/img/thumb_1.png)