Chapter 52: Life and Death, Talking to Zicheng (1)
Seeing that Ning Wan's heart sank down, Wen Ren listened to the rain and thought about it in her heart, without a trace of expression on her face, she still looked smiling, "Erniang, I really know that I was wrong, it was to make you happy, I brought a gift to my sister today to suppress the shock, and it can be regarded as making up for it." Pen Fun Pavilion www.biquge.info"
As he spoke, Mu Xiang took out a five-color enamel magnetic box, and the box was inlaid with a pale pink pearl, and just looking at the box made people feel very precious.
"Sister, this is the jade skin cream I get, the most nourishing beauty, applied every morning and evening, can make the skin white as cream, and there is an even better, that is, this cream accumulates the essence of flowers and herbs, although the fragrance is light, it seems to be nothing, and it is far away for a long time. Only such a good paste can match the beauty of my sister. “
"Jade skin cream, but the legend is from the hand of the Hundred Finger Immortal Clothes?"
"Yes, last time my father went to Yuanwushan to ask for the Hundred Finger Fairy Clothes, and he knew that his sister's appearance was peerless, so he gave it to me"
Ning Wan's heart ached, they were all daughters, and Wen Renhao was really eccentric, and there was no mother and daughter in her heart at all. This ghost girl has also changed her personality recently, and she has secretly stumbled on me, can she be so kind?
"Yu'er, just now Erniang also said you for your good, I know that you are the most stable on weekdays, such a good balm, don't always think about your sister, or use it yourself."
"Erniang, in fact, I don't like this fragrance since I was a child, flowers, my father sent it, I also used it a few times, every day light massage is troublesome, it's not easy to see it, I don't want to use it, it's a pity to put it in vain, my sister has a demure personality, and it's the most suitable. Sister, smell it, I've only used it a few times, and the fragrance on my body seems to penetrate into my skin. As he spoke, he stretched out his wrist in front of Wen Ren Tinglu, and a faint fragrance came out, lining her pink and white skin like a snowdrift, which was really irresistible. Wen Ren listened to Lu originally attached great importance to his appearance, and when he heard this hard-won jade skin cream, his heart had already moved his mind. Hearing the rain, he lifted the magnetic box, picked a little and gently pressed it on his hand, the green paste melted in an instant, and the fragrance also penetrated into the skin at the same time. Wen Ren heard that Lu took it and thanked him repeatedly.
Wen Ren listened to the rain and laughed secretly in his heart, a woman's weakness still can't refuse anything that can make her beautiful. Ning Wanxin saw that she had also used it herself, so she also acquiesced to letting Wenren Tinglu accept it.
The three of them talked for a while, and when they heard the rain, they were afraid that they would sit for a long time and affect Erniang's rest, so they withdrew with Muxiang.
The two chatted as they walked, "Xiang'er, do you see it?" In the face of greed, you will forget everything. ”
"Miss, I'm still thinking that they will lose the things you sent as usual."
The girl's face in the diamond mirror is like a delicate flower, gently picking up the pale green paste, applying it to the face, instantly moist, as if dripping dew on the flowers, the slight fragrance spreads, smelling the dew and looking at themselves in the mirror is very satisfied, and the irritability of this time seems to have dissipated.
A very ordinary inn in the suburbs, it is not too late, although there are no guests, but it has not closed. A carriage used by ordinary merchants stopped at the door, and a middle-aged man got down, and the carriage also walked away. Dressed very ordinary, with an elegant face and an extraordinary bearing, he got out of the carriage and walked straight in, the shopkeeper seemed to recognize it, and did not deliberately greet him, and said hello slightly, and the man himself went up to a guest room on the second floor.
The man pushed open the innermost room and closed the door. A beautiful woman seemed to have been waiting for a while.
"Wan'er, it's been a long time, and I'm busy with official business today, so it's late."
"I've just been here for a short time."
"During this period of time, you are better, does the medicine for cough that I entrusted someone bring still work?" The man looked affectionately at the woman in front of him and reached out to hug her into his arms. The woman looked shy.
"Cousin, after taking the medicine you brought, my cough has slowed down these days." The eyes are also beautiful, rippling a pool of spring water.
The gentle whispers in the red gauze tent vividly vented the thoughts that had not been seen for several days. The night is also very quiet, quiet and beautiful. How good it would be if the time could go back to twenty years ago, the concubine had her forehead at the beginning, and she had a drama in front of the door. Lang rode a bamboo horse and went around the bed to make green plums.