Qin Yuanjun's study is antique, but there is no lack of modern digital equipment, classical and fashion elements are perfectly integrated, all the furnishings are just right, and it is obviously designed and laid out by masters. Pen % fun % Pavilion www.biquge.info

Zhao Xinglan, who was dressed in a bright yellow palace dress, was sitting behind the bookcase at the moment, her head was lowered, the golden step on her bun was trembling slightly, and her slender jade hand was slowly flipping a white drawing scroll on silk in front of her.

This ancient painting is called "Eighty-Seven Immortal Scrolls", and the content of the painting is the scene of eighty-seven immortals descending from the sky and marching in line to worship the Yuan Shi Tianzun, with smooth lines, harmonious interest, and rich and beautiful figures.

The ancient picture scroll is a cultural relic of the Tang Dynasty, because there is no signature seal at the end of the scroll, so no one knows who the original author is, and this national treasure has been living abroad all the year round in modern times, until 1937 for the famous painter Xu Beihong to find and buy back at any cost, after many researches it is inferred to be the famous work of the Tang Dynasty painting saint Wu Daozi.

After Zhao Xinglan read it, he carefully put it away, and then took off the disposable gloves on his jade hand, which were as thin as cicada wings. I sighed slightly in my heart that the potential power of the Qin family was so great, and even this kind of priceless national treasure could be temporarily borrowed to observe, which was not something that ordinary wealthy families could do.

At this moment, Qin Yuanjun was admiring the beautiful demeanor of the goddess sister opposite, and it was not until today that he found that Zhao Xinglan's face shape and temperament were particularly compatible with this classical palace dress, and she could perfectly show her elegant and noble image with a graceful and graceful appearance.

The intricate and exquisite palace skirt, the bright red bandeau upper edge, is a large area of attractive snowy skin, like clouds of black hair coiled high, full of pearls. The beautiful face is smooth and white, the mouth and nose are like distant mountains, and the clear eyes are looking forward to it, naturally revealing the thousands of manners that captivate the country and the city.

She was looking at the painting, but Xiao Zhengtai was looking at her, a few meters away, Li Ruomei was holding a high-definition camera, recording every move, smile and smile of the peerless beauty in front of her.

At the same time, she also took a few photos of her mobile phone and forwarded them to the forum and post bar, which immediately attracted countless fans to copy and collect, and the praise was overwhelming:

“…… Shocking! Goddess Xinglan dressed in ancient costume!"

“…… It's so rare, I never thought that the goddess would be so sensitive in this kind of palace costume, completely crushing the costume drama style of those big-name female stars!"

"It's so beautiful, how nice it would be to be able to see her dressed like this every day?"

"Classical palace costumes are well received, a proper queen style!"

"Why do I think it should be the empress? The aura is powerful, the eyes are full of lethality, and she is a veritable empress template. ”

"Yes, too! Seek to be ravaged, to be whipped, to be abused, to be abused......"

“……”

Zhao Xinglan didn't know that her change of clothes had caused such a big reaction from the fan group, this palace dress was sent by Qin Fangyi to let her change into, saying that it was a gift specially prepared for her by Mrs. Hu Linyue.

This kind of orthodox palace style dress, the process is extremely complicated, it took more than a dozen embroiderers from the Jiangnan Ancient Embroidery Workshop to complete it carefully for a month and a half. Including the corresponding underwear and accessories, headwear, etc., the price of a full set of clothes is as high as eight figures, which is by no means comparable to the kind of fakes in the photo studio.

Of course, in Zhao Xinglan's opinion, this dress is indeed beautiful, but it is extremely inconvenient to move after wearing it, and it is more cumbersome than the kind of dress and long skirt I wore last time, and it will definitely not be possible if you want to beat people.

Maybe this is the effect that Hu Linyue wants to see, right? I don't want to see my future daughter-in-law too violent, so she uses this euphemistic way to restrain her temperament and style of acting.

She lightly put the scroll into the sandalwood box, and then said, "You really have a lot of good things here, and my sister is worth the trip." ”

"Of course, I still have a lot of money in my family's collection,"

Qin Yuanjun said with a smile: "Sister Lan, you can see as much as you want, except for this ancient painting borrowed from the Xu Beihong Memorial Hall, the other collections can be taken away as long as you see it." ”

"That's not necessary, just look at it. Zhao Xinglan shook her head elegantly.

It is said that although these cultural relics and antiques are precious and rare, in the secret base of the mother emperor, this kind of collection has been piled up in more than a dozen halls, covering almost all dynasties in ancient and modern China and abroad, all of which come from shipwrecks under the sea.

So when it comes to the richness of the family's collections, Zhao Xinglan completely crushes any wealthy family in the world. Even if she doesn't do anything, just by auctioning off these cultural relics and antiques, she can become a person at the top of the Forbes rich list.

Qin Yuanjun thought for a while, and said to Li Ruomei: "Sister, can you avoid it first? I have some special treasures for Sister Lan to appreciate." ”

Li Ruomei looked at this little Zhengtai in surprise, and said in her heart that he shouldn't be playing any bad ideas again, right? But thinking of Zhao Xinglan's terrifying skills, she felt that she had nothing to worry about.

So her eyes looked at Zhao Xinglan, and after getting her nod of permission, she reluctantly turned around and walked outside the door.

Qin Yuanjun rushed over to close the door, locked it before he walked back in a hurry, pulling Zhao Xinglan towards a marble screen behind the museum shelf.

Bypassing the tall screen, Zhao Xinglan found that there was an antique-style big bed behind it, which was the kind of big bed with exquisite carved wooden railings and door posts, plus a dome cover, which was only seen by high-ranking officials and wealthy families in ancient times. The bed was covered with snow-white futons, and the pillows were neatly arranged.

It seems that this is the place where Qin Yuanjun usually rests?

“…… Come, Sister Lan, let's lie down on the bed!" Qin Yuanjun said with great interest.

"What did you say?" Zhao Xinglan frowned and glared at him in disbelief.

This guy is too bold, isn't he? How dare he make such a request? And in a tone that is taken for granted? It is simply unforgivable!

"Lie down on the bed, what's wrong?" Qin Yuanjun blinked and asked puzzled.

Zhao Xinglan stared at him suspiciously, her big beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, and she said with a smile: "I think you have a little itchy skin, right? Do you want my sister to help you scratch it?"

As she spoke, she began to move her wrist slowly.

Xiao Zhengtai was stunned for a moment, and suddenly reacted that his words had caused a misunderstanding of the goddess sister, and hurriedly said: "Under this bed is the mechanism, we must lie down on it first, and then we can start it to enter the secret room, Sister Lan, don't think about it." ”

"Is that really the case?" said Zhao Xinglan suspiciously.

"Of course, Sister Lan, your force value is much stronger than mine, how dare I lie to you?" Qin Yuanjun said in a sincere tone.

Zhao Xinglan thought about it, so she said, "Okay, I'll believe you for a while." ”

Saying that, she picked up the hem of the palace skirt, and her long and slender body slowly lay flat on the bed, with her movements, under the exquisite embroidered bandeau, the plump and round jade peak trembled slightly, still maintaining a towering and straight shape.

Qin Yuanjun swallowed his saliva, followed him to the bed and lay beside her, the intoxicating dark fragrance came to him, making him feel more and more uneasy.

At this time, as long as he turned over, he could press on the goddess sister, but he knew that as long as he dared to do this, he would definitely die a very ugly death.

Taking a light breath, he reached out and pulled the mechanism under the mattress, only to hear a faint sound of the machine, and the whole bed slowly sank down, and stopped smoothly after dozens of seconds.

When Zhao Xinglan got up again, she was already in a quiet secret room.