Chapter Twenty-Eight: The Red-Makeup Daughter

"Alright, you girl. Ran Ziwan tugged at the dark outfit of the middle of the night, and his brows furrowed. "From tomorrow onwards, let me see you in a black shirt again, and don't appear in front of me again." ”

In the middle of the night, Xia awkwardly pulled the black shirt she was wearing, looking a little uncomfortable. "Sister County Lord, Jinyue Kill is dressed like this, in order to better perform the task. ”

"Once upon a time, you were dressed in black, just to hide in the night. And in the future, your identity will be different! You don't need to be like this in the middle of the night. "If there is a person's language that can give people such an invisible comfort, the woman in front of her is naturally the first to bear the brunt, in the middle of the night, in the middle of the summer, Ran Ziwan even if she doesn't do anything, just standing in one place so quietly, it seems that there is an endless bright light slowly pouring out. "Well, I think the lotus lotus color is perfect for you!"

There may be a kind of person who is born with color. Colorful, standing in the world. Holy and ethereal, slanting at the red dust. Between gestures, there is always a nobility that people can't ignore. A smile and a smile are instantaneous, full of elegance that makes people breathe and stagnate.

"Besides, Brother Xuan Ge will not agree, I made a heavy promise back then, and I will protect the county lord for the rest of my life, no, the county lord's sister"

"Do you really want your daughter to wear red makeup?" Ran Ziwan raised his eyebrows, and there was a little regret between his words, those plans for the middle of the night. "Then you can't go to Zhenfu with me. ”

"This. Biting her lip in the middle of the night, at that time, in order to protect the Nannuan Palace, she was already used to the black of the dark night, and now if she takes off this black shirt, she can imagine how uncomfortable she is. The most important thing was that she was accustomed to sleeping in the darkness of the night on the eaves of Nan Nuan.

"The sons and daughters of the rivers and lakes should be free and easy. There are some things, it seems that you still need someone to help you!" Ran Ziwan knew that habits had a significant impact on a person, and the reluctance at this time in the middle of the summer was nothing more than a habit formed by guarding himself for many years, and he couldn't change it for a while, and it was understandable to think about it. It's just that the more so, for the middle of the night, Ran Ziwan has more helplessness.

"Granny Yao?" Ran Ziwan called softly.

Before Midsummer could react, a light thread fluttered into Midsummer's body. The cool feeling from head to toe made Ye Banxia amazed, guarding the evening pavilion for many years, she knew that the concubine of Duanwang Mansion Ran Ziwan seemed to be a little different from the rumors, but the woman who looked like a cloud had such a profound internal force.

"Yes, miss. Granny Yao was not surprised, and looked at Ran Ziwan with a smile, with a hint of helplessness in her loving eyes. In her eyes, perhaps, Ran Ziwan will always be the little young lady who is full of aura, but also very naughty, a little more than her mother, the county lord of Chaoyang.

"Sister of the county lord" Sister of the county lord wanted to cry without tears in the middle of the night, but she forgot that Ran Ziwan must be Ran Ziwan. If she knew that she would take off this black veil like this, she would definitely not bargain with the legendary tyrannical and abnormal Ziwan County Lord.

"Huh? Ran Ziwan looked at the night in front of her with a smile, how could she feel that the things in her bones had not changed. For example, she always felt that what she wanted to do, no matter what, it would always succeed.

Ever, in this world, there is only something that she Ran Ziwan didn't expect, and there is absolutely nothing that she can't do! Ran Ziwan ignored the night midsummer that had been shouting, and looked out of the window leisurely and calmly, as if there was the ultimate in the world, and she needed to be explored with beautiful eyes.

Granny Yao put down all the curtains in Nannuan Palace, and then together with Zique, she began to dress and dress for the middle of the night, until she finally cleaned up the bun that was erected like a man in the middle of the night, and glanced at Ran Ziwan, who was a little too focused at this time. "Miss, Banxia's hair ornament?"

Ran Ziwan ignored the playfulness in the shadow hidden in the dark night on the eaves, and glanced back at the corner of his mouth that had been pursed at this time, telling endless accusations in the middle of the night, and the corner of his mouth smiled faintly.

He pulled out a stack of rice paper and sketched it lazily and casually. The movements are gentle and naughty, and the smile at the corner of the mouth flows like a clear spring in all parts of the warm pavilion, and the elegance and elegance are swept in it, making the South Warm Hall at this time warm and picturesque.

"How?" Ran Ziwan threw away the pen and ink in his hand, and a portrait of a beautiful woman had already jumped on the paper. At first, he was a mermaid in the middle of the night, and his expression at this time was also very good-looking. The woman in the painting is herself, with bright eyes and bright teeth, full of heroic spirit. But I feel that it is not myself, and the woman's heroic spirit has a bit of softness.

"The slave maid thinks it's very good! Miss, you see, Banxia's eyebrows and eyes were originally heroic, but this hairstyle made her whole person soften a little, so it seems that it is really beautiful. Zique's voice was full of joy.

In the middle of the night, she didn't know much about her daughter's red makeup, she only knew that the self in that portrait somehow added some of her daughter's home. Although he pouted, he didn't express any objections, and still put himself in the position of a mermaid.

"What do you think?"

"I think it's very good!" Before Granny Yao answered, she had already begun to change the hair bun that had been erected in the middle of the night, Zique moved gently to comb the hair of the middle of the summer, and the mother-in-law of the medicine was trimming the bangs of the middle of the summer while secretly sighing in her heart, the little lady who was sick and weak at that time was now copying the rice paper, and it was lifelike, even she didn't know when she learned it.

The little lady is really like a young lady, and she always amazes people in silence. It's just that the sky is jealous, the county lord of Chaoyang left early, and the little lady who stayed behind was also very sick.

Thinking of this, Yao Po couldn't help but think of the Chaoyang County Lord's explanation to this little lady before his death.

Zhu lips opened lightly, and he looked at himself in the mirror awkwardly in the middle of the night, and suddenly couldn't adapt to the woman wrapped in purple clothes in front of him, like a lotus lotus flower. Even the first step of walking seems so awkward, his bangs in the mirror are eyebrows, adding a touch of the shyness of the little daughter's family, compared to the usual shouting, flying eaves and walking walls, climbing high and jumping and even staying in the bricks and tiles at night, he is simply not alone.

"Miss, Young Master Xiao sent someone to send a customized dress with red sleeves brocade. Zimian walked in happily, and the red smiling face seemed to know that the person sent by Ran Zixiao to deliver the clothes was no one except Lieyu. "Who?"

Zimian's originally red cheeks turned a little pale for a moment, and he immediately protected Ran Ziwan behind him, as if he regarded the night in front of him as an eagle. Since I can remember, there has been no unexpected person in Nannuan Hall except for Granny Yao, Zique and Miss. Who did all the ladies in front of you come from?

The time on the Jinmen Bridge made Zimian lose his good impression of the ladies in the entire imperial capital.

"Zimian!" Zique Nunu's mouth is really a frizzy girl. is obviously his twin sister, and the difference in personality makes Zique suspicious at this time for no reason. If it weren't for the almost identical face, Zique really didn't want to have anything to do with this sister, and for Zimian God knows how much helplessness she has in her heart, and how much she is spoiled. Maybe God is just trying to embarrass himself, but he makes them extremely similar, as if he wants to remind himself all the time. Zique accepted his fate with a smile.

"You, you, you Yaksha!" Zimian almost didn't come up in one breath, and said a few more about you, you, you.

The woman in front of me with beautiful eyes and a smile is the dominatrix?

A few years ago, when I saw a monster standing above me that was pitch black but quick to climb, flying up and standing in the air as if it were kicking on a floating cloud. The simple purple cotton was repeatedly scared to cry by the prank in the middle of the night.

In fact, Zimian didn't know that it was the result of the evil rectification of Ye Banxia, who was only five years old ten years ago, and was about to leave Duanwang Mansion with Ran Zixiao to practice with Mu Feng. The Lie Bird is gone, and naturally in the middle of the night, it seems that he should suppress the Purple Cotton who came to the Nannuan Hall from time to time to peek.

Although at the beginning, in the middle of the night, the twin sisters Zimian Zique couldn't tell the difference, and they were also depressed for a long time.

Later, the number of times it was evilly rectified increased. Purple cotton also secretly called the night midsummer a yaksha. Because she always remembered that the first time she appeared in the middle of the summer at that time was dressed in black, pure black!

Although the legendary Yaksha is said to have two wings and can fly through the air, sometimes red, sometimes blue, sometimes yellow, whatever the color, it has a dark light around it, and it is mostly used on men who are agile and fast. But in Zimian's opinion, Midsummer Night has grown up from childhood to adulthood, and it is black from the inside out, which is a good title, and later in order to emphasize the gender of the Yaksha. Zimian didn't know whether to live or die and added a female word in front of the word Yasha, which became a dominatrix, and every time she talked to Zique about the middle of the night, Zimian always emphasized the tone on the front word, which was used to show that the person she accused was fierce and spicy.

"No, no, no, mid-summer" has always been this image in the eyes of Zimian, a dominatrix dressed in black all day long, with eyes more fierce than men. It's just a smooth title that has been called, and the eyebrows and eyes of the woman in front of him suddenly made Zimian a little knotted like saying the wrong thing, and the originally bright pink in disbelief instantly turned into a barren vegetation after years of natural disasters.

"Dominatrix?" Originally, at this time, because of the red makeup of the daughter's outfit, in the middle of the night, I didn't know how to do it, and when I heard the three words blurted out by Zimian, I instantly returned to a faint state, and the cold air around my body wrinkled, and the temperature was so cold that it made people shiver.

The so-called country is easy to change, and the nature is difficult to change. Isn't that the case, at this time, in the middle of the night, which looks like a thousand gentle looks, the anger in the eyes rises like a flood.

Purple cotton has always been secretly called the middle of the night in the middle of the summer, but now it is in a hurry, as if it has hit the knife of the dominatrix. It can be seen that people, it's better not to be duplicitous, and you will confess everything with your mouth one day!

"Alright!" Ran Ziwan's voice was faint.

In the middle of the summer, when I was surrounded by cold nights, I suddenly unloaded my internal breath, glanced at Zimian, who looked scared, and thought to myself: Lielu, you wait for me!