Chapter 054: Change
After Wen Miao's injury healed, Cheng Jingjing immediately gave her advice. Although she doesn't have much experience in love, and she doesn't know why Prince An likes her so much, she takes advantage of the spirit www.biquge.info of not giving up until she reaches her goal, and first pulls Wen Miao to the bronze mirror to change her image for her.
"This pattern is not suitable for me," Wen Miao gently pushed away the clothes in his hand, and said in embarrassment: "It's too gorgeous, and this was originally given to you by the prince, so it's not good to wear it on me." β
"The prince is such a busy person, where do you remember such a trivial matter," Cheng Jingjing glanced at the two people on the side of Yuexi and the painting, and said, "You just listen to me, put it on first and see the effect." Otherwise, if you have two or three sets of clothes that are either white or plain all day long, it would be strange that Prince An could remember you when he saw it. β
"Yes, madam, you can listen to your aunt's words and try it first," the painting echoed: "This dress made of brocade silk embroidered with hibiscus on a red background is so beautiful, it will definitely bring out your appearance when you wear it." β
"This ......"
Seeing Wen Miao's hesitant appearance, Cheng Jingjing immediately took Yuexi to drive her left and right, and put on the faint fragrance of the curly robe for her.
"Wow, this dress is very suitable for Madame!" After tying the belt for Wen Miao, Yue Xi clapped his hands and said happily: "Madame's figure is already good, and this dress makes Madame more feminine." It's just that I always feel like something is missing......"
"I think too," Cheng Jingjing touched her chin and looked Wen Miao up and down for a moment, clapped her hands and said, "Painting, bring me that box of rouge." β
"What is this going to do?" Wen Miao hurriedly waved his hand: "I don't like to paint that thing on weekdays, I always think it's too glamorous, so forget it." β
Cheng Jingjing didn't listen to her, and after a pair of skillful hands smeared her face for a while, she looked at her work with satisfaction and said: "This is perfect, red lips and red cheeks, with this set of hibiscus curly skirts, I don't believe that any man will not look back after seeing it." β
"Madame is naturally beautiful, and she wears more simple clothes on weekdays, but it covers up her original light," said Huabian: "Now this outfit is like a different person, and the beauty is amazing." β
Wen Miao was embarrassed by what they said, and was stunned when she turned her head to look at the mirror, was the person inside really herself?
"You're usually too low-key," Cheng Jingjing stood behind her and said happily, "Now that you have changed your style, you look better than that Long Yu'er." β
"How can I compare with the Dragon Princess," Wen Miao lowered her head shyly, held back the excitement in her heart and said, "Don't think about making me happy, how can it be so exaggerated." β
"It's not an exaggeration at all, but it's beautiful. β
"That is, the lady can be compared with the concubines in the palace. β
There was laughter and laughter in the Youlan Courtyard, which made Wen Miao's gloomy mood a lot happier, and at this moment she wanted to see Prince An as soon as possible, and wanted to see the other party's expression full of surprise because of herself.
"Miao, follow me," at this time, Cheng Jingjing took Wen Miao's hand and said mysteriously: "I asked the painting to prepare some things in the small kitchen, and when we go over and make it together, you can take it to Prince An." β
"What the hell did you come up with?"
Wen Miao followed her curiously, and when the two came to the kitchen, they saw several baskets of flowers inside.
"I'll teach you how to cook a flower feast now," Cheng Jingjing casually picked up a flower and put it on the tip of her nose, and said proudly: "Now is the season when flowers are in full bloom, and this flower can not only be used for viewing and wearing, but also for food." When it is ready, you will know the charm of combining flowers and food. I think Prince An will definitely be refreshed when he sees it and praise you. β
As she spoke, she placed the tools one by one, only to see Wen Miao looking at her thoughtfully.
"Why are you staring at me, is there anything on my face?" Cheng Jingjing touched her cheek and asked.
"No," Wen Miao shook his senses and said with a chuckle: "I'm just thinking that in this world, it is estimated that only a woman like you is qualified to be by the prince's side." β
"Why are you talking to me again?" Cheng Jingjing frowned unhappily: "You obviously know that I don't like to hear these words, Prince An is your dream lover, but not mine, if you say such things again in the future, I will be angry." β
"Okay, well, it's all my fault," Wen Miao stepped forward and hugged her arm and apologized: "I won't say those words again in the future, don't be angry." β
"Words have to be counted," Cheng Jingjing scratched her nose and introduced the recipes of the dishes for her one by one: "Let's make some flower cakes first, and then take some sun-dried petals to make fruit flower tea, by the way, you can also make a big bowl of fruit salad, and put some flowers on it will definitely be pleasing to the eye......"
"Buckle Buckleβ"
At midnight, Wen Miao knocked on the door of Yang An's study, and a voice soon came from inside: "This king is tired, what is there to talk about tomorrow." β
Wen Miao bit her lip and insisted: "Lord Wang, Miao Miao just wants you to be tired of reading, so I made some snacks and supper and brought them to you, so I won't bother you more." β
The person inside was silent for a moment and said, "Come in." β
Wen Miao suddenly breathed a sigh of relief, and pushed open the door and walked in with joy. At this time, Yang An was busy writing something with his head down, and said to her without raising his head: "Just put the things on the round table outside, and ask the maids to do these little things in the future." β
"Lord Wang, Miao Miao specially made a pot of flower and fruit tea, do you want to pour a cup for you to wake up?"
Seeing that the other party didn't pay much attention to herself, Wen Miao took out the pot of flower tea in the food box, and the room was filled with the fragrance of flowers for a while, and even Yang An looked up at her.
"Why is this dress up today?" Seeing that it was very different from the past, Yang settled down for a moment and said, "Don't you always wear plain clothes when I see you on weekdays?"
Seeing that the cloth was in vain, he asked the tailor to take it and make a set of clothes. I don't know if the prince likes it or not?" Wen Miao thought he hated this costume, and stood there hesitantly.
Who knew that Yang An said: "This dress is very compatible with you, you can wear more clothes like this in the future, and the whole person looks much more energetic." β
"If the prince likes it, Miao Miao will wear more of this bright one in the future," Wen Miao happily took out the snacks in the box one by one, and said to Yang An: "If the prince is hungry, you can eat some supper made by me, this flower cake is sweet but not greasy, and the fragrance is incomparable, which can make you feel tired." β
Looking at the gentle and delicate face under the candlelight, Yang An wanted to refuse, but found that she looked a little like the person in his heart, so he got up and left her to eat supper together.
"This king never knew that you still had such good skills," Yang An said, taking a bite of flower cakes: "I thought you could only play the piano and arrange music, but I didn't expect that you were also good at cooking." β
"The prince has won the award," Wen Miao poured him a glass of peach blossom wine, and said shyly: "Miao Miao saw that the prince stayed up late in the study all day, so he went to the kitchen to find someone to learn a few side dishes, and he was afraid that the prince would dislike it." β
Yang An slowly drank the wine in his hand, his eyes wandering over Wen Miao.