"Meow!" The cat came in from outside, twisting its dexterous body, and the yellow and white patterns shone in the sunlight.

Zhu Yan leaned over and grabbed one of its ears, weighed it in his hand, and smiled, "I've gained a lot of weight this month." ”

The cat called out and stretched out a small paw, as if it was very ashamed of Zhu Yan's words.

"Forget it, I won't tease you." Zhu Yan smiled and hugged it into his arms, his face covered with soft and smooth fur, "Look, this dress is beautiful?" ”

Xu Silk Zhen stood in the outer porch, listening to Zhu Yan talking to the kitten, or ...... Talking to himself, he couldn't help but smile wryly. Zhu Yan was originally supposed to be a pampered young lady, but her fate was not smooth, so she fell into this way.

But maybe it's providence, the original soft and weak girl has changed now, her temperament is no longer silent, but strong in weakness. Xu Suzhen believes that such a Zhu Yan is enough to have a better life, and what she has to do is to help Zhu Yan strive for such a life.

Secretly made a decision, Xu Silk Zhen walked into Zhu Yan's house.

Zhu Yan had already sat down, holding the gown in his hand, slowly stabbing it stitch by stitch, with a demure expression.

The scarlet thread of the bare hands, and the light veil like the morning mist that dragged from the knees to the ground, were all shrouded in the mild and bright sunlight of the early morning.

"Mother?" Sensing a ray of shadow blocking the light in front of him, Zhu Yan raised his head, and the light reflected by the silver needle flashed on the carved window.

Xu Suzhen held her slender hand with pity, sipped it gently, and coaxed the child, "It's okay, it doesn't hurt...... It doesn't hurt ......."

The blood quickly melted on the white yarn, but it was the most gorgeous red plum on the gown.

Zhu Yan's heart warmed, and there was a slight bitterness, but in the end, she smiled, like a summer flower, "Mother, you see, my daughter is only one flower away from embroidering, and it happens to be dyed, and it is natural." ”

Xu Silk Zhen smiled, didn't answer, turned around and picked up the delicate porcelain box on the table, "This is bitter gourd cream, I see you don't like Fu lead powder, but how can a girl not use some rouge gouache." ”

Zhu Yan was slightly stunned, what is bitter gourd cream? It seems that I have only heard of watermelon cream before......

"Bitter gourd frost is to cut the vines of bitter gourd at night, use a box to hold the juice that flows out of it, and wait for the daytime to harvest, which is like this."

When I opened the lid, there was a box full of white paste, which was quite similar to the cream that Zhu Yan was familiar with. It's just that from the thin juice to such a thick cream, how many nights of accumulation does it take to have such a full box?

I just know the harm of lead powder, so I don't want to touch that kind of thing at all, but I didn't expect Xu Suzhen to be so concerned about her own food and clothing, although she is silent and works hard all the time.

"Mother, are you bothered......" Zhu Yan choked slightly, and besides, he really didn't know what to say to express his gratitude.

Xu Suzhen smiled, her rough hand slid across the back of her delicate hand, "Between mother and daughter, why say thank you?" ”

Zhu Yan pursed the corners of her eyes, yes, mother and daughter...... She still can't accept that Xu Suzhen is the mother of her current body.

Smiling astringently, he stretched out his slender fingers and wiped a little hoarfrost on his face, cool, with a wisp of plant fragrance and bitter gourd's unique coolness.

"Put your clothes on and have a look." Xu Suzhen looked at her delicate face and slowly unfolded her delicate clothes.

In the bronze mirror, a pretty face is reflected, not the immaturity of a girl, but a kind of maturity, a pair of eyes are smart and elusive at the same time.

There is an equally young soul living in it, but how can the experience of a modern nineteen-year-old child be compared to the original Zhu Yan?

The beauty in the mirror flickered with long eyelashes, gently sipped the lipstick, and the two petals were as red as blood-stained lips, lining her delicate face more and more beautifully, even bewitching.

A white dress poured down, and the red brocade edge of the cuffs was covered by tulle, hazy, like a cluster of red plums in the snow, blooming proudly in the wind. The satin edge of the gown pressed with gold thread complemented the red edge of the deep coat inside, revealing the noble aura that had been hidden on her body.

Even the cat froze, staring at the mirror motionless.

"I ...... ...... am I? Zhu Yan looked at the figure in the mirror and was dumbfounded, it was obvious that such a temperament did not come from her, the traveler who occupied the magpie's nest, but the original existence of this body.

"Your father was not only a wealthy businessman, but also a high-ranking official, who resigned and entered business because he was disappointed with the current politics."

Zhu ...... Heng, the word is right, line four, for the youngest ...... at that time" Zhu Yan's surprised eyes were covered, this is what she saw in Yuan Xuanqing's "History of Letters", and she didn't think that "Zhu Siye" was the legendary figure included in it.

His legend is far more than just a young and high position, and what is more praised by the world is that he has a prominent background, but he loves a singer very much, but he is limited to the family, and he has no chance in the end. As for Xu Suzhen, it seems that she is not Zhu Heng's wife, right? How could a powerful man marry a medical woman as his wife?

Xu Suzhen was not surprised by her reaction, and slowly continued, "Ah Yan, you are not a concubine, but the eldest lady of the Zhu family. Because, I am the wife of Juzhi. ”

"Mother......" Zhu Yan couldn't help but be stunned when she heard her change her title to herself, and then pretended to smile easily, "Mother, that's all about the previous dynasty, isn't it?" My daughter is just a swallow now, an ordinary peasant girl who has to rely on medical skills to support her peasant girl. ”

Her beautiful eyes narrowed slightly, and she smiled, brighter than the sun outside, completely ignoring the bitterness in her words, "My daughter doesn't want to be involved in those things, as long as my mother doesn't say it, no one will know about our past...... Can't it go on like this? ”

PS: Regarding the preparation method of bitter gourd cream, it comes from Mr. Lin Qingxuan's essay collection "Mystery Trilogy", the specific source article is ominous, and I will paste it when I find it. It should be a folk method of obtaining skin care products that has been handed down a long time ago, and the use is the same as in the text, only for emollient effect, not as a substitute for Fu powder.

In addition, red is a color that I really like, and it was originally a term used exclusively for ceramics. It should only be a color similar to crimson, giving people a more dignified feeling, and I personally think that Zhu Yan's temperament can suppress such a color. In the same style, there is also sacrificial blue, and the others should be gone.