originally thought that this would be the end of dealing with the troubles of the pretty peony, but she really didn't expect it, after crying in despair, the peony made a final decision, she must personally stand in front of the woman who should have taken away her husband, and stumble her well, let her be ashamed of herself, and let her take the initiative to retreat.

A woman who wants to have no appearance, no figure, and no identity as a noble woman, why should she compare herself?

What's more, a broken widow with two oil bottles?

was defeated and returned to the court, and he lost face.

So, the pretty peony that got up early in the morning, as grand as the day of marriage, first boiled the soup bath, so that every pore exudes fragrance, and then put on new clothes, coiled hair buns, hairpin rings with jewelry, and finally, layer by layer of makeup, including the neck and the back of the hands, all of which are exquisite and imperfect.

It is the best years of life, from debut to marriage to being driven back, it is only three years, and now her age is less than double ten, but she is already ripe, and every charming eye can exude the ultimate temptation.

As a result, when they rushed outside the workshop, the sun rose to noon, and the helpers were enjoying lunch, and the aroma of stewed vegetables in the big pot was overflowing, and they were eating happily around the big table.

Pity the three masters and servants, they got up before dawn to get busy with their work, and only then did they remember that they hadn't eaten breakfast yet!

Fortunately, the two yacha who followed were accustomed to their style, and they first messed around. When they were sent to the place, they squatted in the back of the carriage and counted the ants, and let the three masters and servants do it.

Fortunately, in order to reassure the helpers, the leopards were all left on the mountain to herd the pigs, otherwise, the three would not have been able to enter the courtyard at all.

Smelling the aroma of the big pot of dishes, his momentum somehow weakened, until he walked into the restaurant and saw Feng Ahua around the big table exactly like the helpers.

The momentum of the pretty peony came back at the time, how could Ke Xianggong be nostalgic for such a vulgar village woman? Seeing that she was eating with a bowl and talking and laughing with a group of old ladies, it was no wonder that Mrs. Chai tried her best to promise herself a concubine. It is also necessary to refuse such a village woman to enter the door and make the main room.

Three fragrant Nana figures stood in the way. The light in the room was dim.

The helper women, who were used to chatting with Ah Hua like a family, suddenly got stuck, the reason is that they seem to be suppressed by the beauty of others......

"Ahh The central character sneezes hard. It's so fragrant. With the taste of the stew in a big pot, it's simply miserable!

Cuihua Red Jujube knew that the master couldn't stand this smell of fat powder, so he hurriedly helped cover the nostrils of the two little masters. Then he turned his head angrily and scolded, "Don't you see that we are eating? If you have something to look for, you can go to whomever you want, there is no husband of your family here, and there is no general adult! ”

The hero stayed on the mountain today to play with the enoki mushrooms in the small valley.

The scholarly girl took a step forward, pointed to the center where everyone was sitting, and said in a coquettish voice, "My young lady wants to talk to Feng." ”

The tone was quite horizontal, Ah Huale was happy, and fanned a few times with his hand covering his mouth and nose: "It's okay to be troublesome, wait for me in the yard, and we'll talk about it when we're full." ”

"What do you mean?" Shuxiang and Moxiang were angry: "Sure enough, she is an uneducated village woman, and she doesn't even know how to invite guests to sit down." ”

Cuihua couldn't help it, put the child into the arms of a helper next to her, and stood up and charged: "Hospitality? You don't know the rules and go straight into people's yards, it's good to go out without a big stick, and you still fantasize about being in the seat? Can we have a place for you to sit here? Twenty layers of incense powder on your face, right? Aren't we worried that your scum will dirty the workshop? ”

Indeed, our workshop is made of imported food, but the owner is not even allowed to use the balsam to wipe his hands......

All of a sudden, the helpers looked at the three beautiful girls and their eyes were also very unfriendly, think about it, can the slag of fragrant powder fall into the tofu milk stinky tofu? The champion umbrella is even worse!

"You-you--rude!"

Pretty Peony had tears in her eyes again, she took a deep breath, persuaded herself not to worry about the rural peasant woman, reached out and pulled the sleeve of the bookish ink, and a pair of watery eyes stared at Ah Hua: "Okay, I'll wait for you outside." ”

Then wait as long as you want, Ah Hua shrugged her shoulders and beckoned Cuihua to sit down and continue eating, not taking the rival who was eyeing her outside seriously at all.

As long as a man's heart is in himself, what kind of love rival is not enough, after some communication yesterday, a woman's confidence in Xiao Kezi is very strong.

In the courtyard, smelling the fragrance of the big pot of dishes, the three masters and servants who swallowed saliva involuntarily in their throats had to maintain a long and jade posture, especially the protagonist Qiao Peony, who made her body slightly facing the door of the restaurant, slightly tilting her chin, showing the most beautiful angle......

Grace comes at a price.

The more slender the waist, the more hungry the belly becomes......

In fact, Feng Ahua, who continued to laugh and laugh in the restaurant, didn't look out at all, and didn't plan to compare his appearance and figure with a former Oiran who was out of breath.

Eat and drink enough, clean up the two babies, and then come out with the helpers, and everyone will do their own thing.

Pretty Peony has a sore neck, and her legs and stomach are cramping, maintaining such a perfect posture is really hard enough.

It's a pity that Feng Ahua, who is the least good at pitying fragrant and cherishing jade, still didn't plan to invite them into the house to sit down, so she went straight to the ground and stood down, her eyes slightly down to look down at the perfect face of the pretty peony, and she spit out two words: "Say it!" ”

"Here? Say? Pretty Peony suddenly felt that her perfect figure would be taller, Feng Ahua's tall and big body is currently very dominant, and now, looking at Feng Ahua face to face, the strange sense of familiarity in her heart is even stronger, has she really ever seen such a vulgar village woman?

But no matter how vulgar a village woman is, she doesn't like to stand in the courtyard and talk about the belonging of men, right? The words and means that have been prepared are carried out in a sunny and smooth space, and it is not harmonious!

The village women in the workshop must have peeked into the courtyard one by one, this Feng Shi is really thick-skinned, and he is not afraid of being beaten for a while......

So, as a pretty peony who has been on the throne of Oiran in the eyes of countless men and women, what are you afraid of losing face?

Pretty Peony turned her neck with difficulty, and had to adopt an upward posture to say her first bargaining chip.

"You can make a price, leave Mu Gongzi, and I'll give it to you." (To be continued......)

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