Chapter 52: The Palace Banquet

Wu Yu came out, wearing the same dark purple clothes. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 The sleeves of the info shirt are hollowed-out blossoms, and some metal tassels hang from the shoulders. A green silk dissolved, draped over his shoulders, looked back and smiled, Bai Meisheng.

Feng Qianjin felt that her heartbeat was missing half a beat in an instant, and Qingfeng swallowed her saliva involuntarily, hey, sure enough, she is a good match for her master, she is good-looking, her mouth is poisonous, and she is also a black-hearted person. (?_?)

"How, does it look good?" Wu Youxiao shook his long hair with a smile, he didn't know how to get it back when he was scattered just now, it was trouble in ancient times.

Feng Qianjin came back to her senses, took out the Liuyun hairpin in her hand, and gently helped her pick up the green silk, "Hmm! The voice was very soft, but it fell very clearly in the ears of the dancer.

Qingfeng looked at the incomparably matched pair of golden boys and girls in front of him with some emotion, these two people deserve to confirm the sentence "people rely on clothes, Buddha relies on gold", the contrast between before and after is really not ordinary!

"Now, here's your clothes!" Wu You also threw a set of light cyan clothes to Qingfeng, the design of this set of clothes is also very luxurious, this color is very suitable for Qingfeng, a boy with a lighter temperament. Qingfeng is actually good-looking, but as far as his usual funny appearance is concerned, he really consciously ignores his appearance, okay?

Qingfeng didn't expect that he also had new clothes, not to mention how happy he was, and smiled with a dog-legged smile on his face, "Xiao Wu, you are really good to me!" ā€

Wuyou: "......", who knew that this guy usually always shouted that she and Feng Qianjin were teaming up to bully him.

Feng Qianjin pulled up Wuyou's left hand, and there were still hollow pear blossoms on the sleeves, and the edges were traced with golden silk threads, "Xiao Wu, you seem to like pear blossoms very much?" ā€

"Yes, this is actually a wild pear flower, also called tang pear, the tree of this flower is full of thorns, in the spring the flowers are full of flowers, and in the autumn it bears a small fruit, the taste is sour!"

"I ...... I don't think I've ever seen this flower! ā€

"Well, probably!" It is impossible to see this kind of flower in this bustling capital. The flowers and trees that people here love are nothing more than plum orchids and chrysanthemums, and then there are gorgeous flowers like peonies or the representatives of honest gentlemen, lotus. How many people like a flower like a pear full of thorns?

After bathing, she put on purple clothes, and Qiuyue put her in a simple bun, with a few hairpins on it, and a few camellia flowers on it, without any special colors, the vision is gorgeous and not vulgar at the same time.

She still doesn't apply powder on her face, because her skin is already fair and flawless, and she doesn't need to wear makeup anymore.

But after thinking about it, she still applied some homemade lip liquid to herself, the weather here is very dry, although there is no rain, the wind is still quite strong, these days, I feel that my lips are a little chapped.

After she freshened up and dressed up, she walked out of the room, Feng Qianjin was already dressed neatly, leaning on the jujube tree and waiting for her, looking up at the stars in the sky, her slender back was a little lonely.

I don't know why, Wuyou suddenly remembered a sentence, "Whether you come or not, he is waiting for you there." ā€

Feng Qianjin saw her come out and draped the black cloak on her body, "Let's go!" ā€

"Hmm!!" Wu Yu put his little hand into his calloused palm and let him pull him into the carriage.