Yue Yu hid the depth of her eyes, but she thought about what Mama Wu told her that day, she couldn't tell Miss all this, but Miss, who was as careful as a hair, still noticed it, this ...... What about it?

Unconsciously, the hand that was flexibly interspersed in the black hair increased the intensity, which made Jin's scalp hurt, and he had to look up at the distracted wind moan with teary eyes. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. ｂｉｑUｇE。 ｉｎｆｏ

"The wind groans, it hurts...... Tap ......" Jin Ran said pitifully with tears in her eyes, pitifully tugging at Feng Yin's sleeves, Feng Yin lowered her head to look at Jin Ran's red eyes, and then turned her eyes to look at the few strands of long hair that had been broken off by her hand.

Shocked in his heart, he looked at his hand dumbfounded, plopped, and hurriedly knelt down with his eyebrows lowered and kowtowed his head to beg for mercy: "The slave didn't mean it, please forgive the young lady."

Jin Ran sat on the stool of the mirror platform, looking at Feng Yin, a little speechless and couldn't help but be stunned, she just reminded her that she hurt her, did she blame her.

Before he could say anything, he heard an inquiring voice from outside the back door: "What's wrong?" Immediately afterwards, I saw a pair of plain hands lift the beaded embroidery curtain.

The sunlight outside the window said that the gap was projected in the room, reflecting the lady who entered the house, Jinran listened to this voice, hurriedly got up, and before he even put on his shoes, he threw himself into the long skirt wearing a rose-red plain velvet embroidered jacket, a narrow collar and a long robe with a narrow collar and dark blue brocade, and looked at Jinran with his eyes and veins.

With a bright service and a pale and weak face, there was nothing desolate between the eyebrows, Jin Ran hugged Gu Qinghan's arm who entered the door, shook it gently, and asked with his head up.

Gu Qinghan stopped, held Jinran's hand and looked at it carefully, looking at such a immature Jinran, he couldn't help but sigh softly. Turning to sit down and looking at Feng Yin kneeling on the ground, he waved to Feng Yin and motioned for them all to stand down.

Before leaving, Feng Yin and Mama Wu glanced at each other, their eyes full of sadness, and they gently blessed their bodies. Gu Qinghan got up, took Jinran's hand, and gently pressed her shoulders to signal her to sit in front of the makeup mirror.

Jin Ran responded, sat in front of the makeup, looked at the woman reflected in the bronze mirror, the side of her hair was draped like a waterfall, and her face was plain and elegant, and she smiled indifferently. A pair of crystal eyes, clear and clear, as bright as stars, I don't know what she thought, smiled excitedly at herself, her eyes were curved like a crescent moon, as if the spirit was overflowing. Between a smile and a smile, the noble look is naturally revealed, and people have to marvel at her elegant and delicate light.

"What are you laughing at? Laughing so happily? Gu Qinghan asked, while taking the small bowl of shavings water handed over by the maids, and then took the ice musk deer oil stained with Xie Fuchun, brushed it with a small brush, and gently brushed the long black and bright hair.

Looking at such a dazzling daughter, the time to find himself is short, and the future situation is desolate, and I can't help but cry sadly. Secretly crossed Jinran and wiped the tears from the corners of his eyes.

quipped, "My daughter is so good-looking, she's really grown up." "The hair is slowly combed, and a strand of hair is raised, gently intertwined and pulled into a bun.

"Mother, now that my daughter has grown up and understands some things, it's time for you to worry less." Jin Ran looked at the gentle and considerate Gu Qinghan behind her through the bronze mirror, smiling heartily, but ignoring the beautiful arc of the raised corners of her mouth, just looking so sad? There was too much in the corners of her mouth that she couldn't read.

"Okay, hurry up and get dressed, otherwise your father will be urging you again, is this body good?" Gu Qinghan looked at the shadowy figure outside the door, turned around and pretended to urge angrily, then walked in front of the clothes plate, looked at it, his expression froze, the smile on his face stagnated slightly, quickly covered it, and quickly picked up a light blue long skirt, which was decorated with a few silver silk ink snow jasmine patterns.

Gu Qinghan picked up the long skirt, used the long skirt to cover the dress in the tray, used her body to block Jinran's curious and inquiring gaze, put the dress in Jinran's hand, and explained: "This is good, what do you think?" Why don't you try it, my mother wants to see if this dress is suitable for my family's dyeing" while using the corner to let the maid holding the tray remove the things from the plate.

Jin Ran looked at her mother who kept urging her to change her clothes with a suspicious face, and always felt that there was something wrong but she couldn't say anything, so she had to take the long skirt and walk behind the screen to change clothes. After Jin was dyed in, Gu Qinghan's expression changed.

Sitting on the chair and pounding the table angrily, his momentum changed, his eyes stared sternly at the dress in the tray, his face was blushing, without the slightest smile, "Say, who is responsible for the dress of the third lady?" ”

The cold tone frightened everyone in the room to their knees, burying their heads deeply, not daring to take a breath.