Jiang Chengjia naturally knew why the two of them suddenly became like this, so their faces became more and more hot, and after staying in the stove room for a while, they couldn't hold their face, and said to Qianshan in a panic: "Since you have prepared the side dishes, I am afraid that it will be useless for me to stay here, so I will leave first." ”

Qian Shanqi said: "The girl just came and wants to leave?" ”

She pursed her lips and coughed a few times, nodded, and headed outside the East Kitchen.

Qian Shan watched her leave, and muttered, "How is this?" The female monarch doesn't come in a hurry on weekdays, and she goes in a hurry? ”

Ji Que on the side seemed to have been holding back for a long time, and opened his mouth to say, "It's not strange at all!" The finch saw that the male monarch was playing hooligan on the female monarch under the porch! The reason why the female monarch is like that must be bullied by the male monarch! Sister Qianshan! Let's go and avenge the princess! The female monarch is so pitiful! was pressed in the corner and bullied by the man...."

This little girl spoke amazingly. Qianshan was stunned there, like a person made of clay sculpture and wood carving.

When Xiao Cui heard this, her face turned red, and she immediately covered Ji Que's mouth and said, "Finch! What nonsense! ”

Qian Shan was stunned at first, a strange picture appeared in her mind, and she blushed slightly drunk.

On the eve of the lunar month, officials from all over the country have packed their luggage and embarked on a long journey to the capital to meet the Son of Heaven. Jiang Taigong and Gu An entered the capital together with the forbidden army team that escorted the Song clan and escorted the Guangxin witnesses in Song Zong's case for the Song Zong case.

The huge Linhe was left with only one commander from Ning Nan worried. However, although he is the only official general left here, and he is a nobleman who is a child of the royal family, Linhe's sacrifice to the heavens and ancestors has nothing to do with him. The so-called post of commander of the Linhe soldiers and horses imposed on him by Emperor Wei was just a pretense, and the 2,000 men and horses in charge of the Linhe guard army were all soldiers and soldiers, and the main force was not in his hands. In fact, it is not so much that Ning Nanwei is in charge of these two thousand men, but that it is better to say that it is the person sent by Emperor Wei to supervise Ning Nanwei.

He had been living in Linhe for about half a year, but the two thousand soldiers had always been confined by him in the barracks, and in addition to taking turns with the city defense army and the city commander army to inspect the inside and outside of the county every day, they would return to the barracks for hard training and labor, and there was hardly any time to see the commanding general, let alone vain attempts to spy on Ning Nanwei.

This year, about because of the middle of June, he and Ning Nankun did not know how to converge, the presumptuous battle of Quanling, the Son of Heaven and the King of Huai were not very happy to see him, this New Year's Festival, the King of Huai had ordered someone to send a letter before January, telling him that he did not have to return to Linhe to enter the palace to greet the Son of Heaven according to the etiquette of previous years, let alone make a special detour to Huai to visit the princess of the New Year, and tell him to stay in place.

So on Chinese New Year's Eve this year, Ning Nan had a chance to be more relaxed.

The people in the capital don't want to see him, and he knows it himself.

But this is better, he doesn't need to try his best to prepare for the treasures of the Son of Heaven, and he doesn't have to go to great lengths to please Princess Huai, who is in the middle of the Huai Kingdom. He was able to spend the New Year with Dou Taijun, Mrs. Cao, Dou Yueshan and Jiang Chengjia, which can be regarded as the happiest thing for him now.

Soon, in the midst of the heat and noise, the East Kitchen brought out plates of fragrant and attractive dishes.

On the eve of the day, Qianshan was ordered by Jiang Chengjia to summon all the servants and maids in the house to the front hall, and set up seats outside the hall, and the long case was spliced, extending from the moon gate in front of the hall to the stone steps in the hall.

After noon, the husband and wife separated from each other and went to the study and Fengyuan to settle down.

After an afternoon of suffering, Ning Nan finally couldn't help but return from Yayun Pavilion to Antang to look for Jiang Chengjia, and when he walked straight to the door, he saw Jiang Chengjia facing the bronze mirror with a yellow flower.

On the night of Chinese New Year's Eve, Jiang Chengjia deliberately changed into a wide-sleeved fairy dress with a reddish crimson coat and veil, and the bright color said that her whole was like a cluster of pink flowers, which was more charming than before.

She had never worn such a brightly colored skirt, but now that she was wearing it, it made Ning Nan's eyes shine.

In the past, when Li Xiangjun was the only one by his side, he also saw her wearing a crimson fairy dress from time to time. Lee loves crimson very much, and she loves it even more if it is as dazzling and bewitching as a fire. But the scorching red clothes are so charming on Li Xiangjun's body, covering her beauty, which makes people feel amazing at first sight, but it won't be long before they will be disgusted. Especially after he knew that Li Xiangjun was greedy for vanity and made him not see the last face of the teacher, he felt that the scarlet color was very dazzling on her.

He never knew that Li Xiangjun actually didn't like crimson, just because of his unintentional words when he was a child, and since then, this woman, whenever in front of him, often wears a gorgeous skirt that burns red like fire.

The delicate people in the room are dressed in bright and gorgeous clothes, but they never have the compelling anger of Li Xiangjun, even if they are charming, they are not demonic, and there is a faint sweetness between their eyebrows and eyes, which is pleasing to the eye when they look at the past.

Jiang Chengjia was painting his eyebrows with Qingshan Yuandai, and saw Ning Nan Wei standing in front of the door from the reflection of the bronze mirror. Seeing that he was staring at her, she turned her head to look.

It was probably early this morning, and the two couldn't help it. Ning Nan worriedly met her eyes, and her cold and handsome face suddenly became rosy, and she turned her head a little embarrassed and looked in other directions.

She laughed, slowly got up from the desk, and walked over to him.

She had a bright smile on her face, Ning Nan turned her gaze, and couldn't help but look at her, who knew that she had walked in front of her, and when she looked at each other closely, her smile was even sweeter and moving.

All at once melted into his heart.

Ning Nan stared at her worriedly, and involuntarily murmured: "A little charm among the flowers, amazing city." "Good net

Jiang Chengjia didn't hear what he said, so he leaned over and said, "Erlang? What did you say? ”

Ning Nan came to her senses with a gentle smile on the corner of her mouth, reached out and rubbed her head and said, "Ah Luo, you are so good-looking today." ”

He was not very good at praising others, and when he praised him, he only said a few dry sentences, and he was not very good at saying those sour poems.

But Jiang Chengjia felt that this was the most beautiful words.

She bent her eyebrows and said with a smile: "I haven't painted any makeup on my forehead, Erlang will wait for me for a while, and I'll come right away." ”

As she was talking, she turned around and continued to sit in front of the desk, facing the bronze mirror, holding a pen and preparing to paint the makeup on her forehead.

Ning Nan followed in and said, "What is the forehead makeup?" ”

Jiang Chengjia said: "It is a kind of forehead makeup that is popular among women, and it is a forehead makeup that uses flowers as makeup on the forehead, which is the forehead makeup... It is said that when the queen of the city first married into the palace, His Majesty personally ordered makeup on her forehead, and this makeup was spread to the people. These two years have been very popular. Today is Chinese New Year's Eve. When I went to Bai'an's mother and great-grandmother in the afternoon, I saw that they had put on makeup on their foreheads, and then I remembered that there seems to be such a custom in the New Year's Festival, where the makeup is washed away, and the husband and wife will have a more happy life in the coming year. ”

She said to herself, Ning Nan looked at her with burning eyes on the side, and said with a shallow smile: "If that's the case, I should also put on makeup for you like the imperial brother... Doesn't this makeup require the husband to put on makeup for his wife and children, so that they can pray for a smooth life in the coming year and a more happy life for the couple? ”

When Jiang Chengjia heard what he said, he was stunned, and then smiled and said, "Will you?" ”

Ning Nan snorted worriedly and said: "Although my painting skills have not been shown in front of others, and they are not known, but... Anyway, he also studied under Dou Xunen, the first genius in Chang'an. Dou Xunen is Ziyue's third uncle. Although I only had a one-year teacher-student friendship with him, he treated me very well, and I liked him very much... He taught everything he had learned. Thus... I have been practicing diligently since I was a child, and now although my painting skills are not top-notch, I will definitely not lose to my royal brother. ”

Seeing that he had said so much in front of him, Jiang Chengjia couldn't help but feel a little funny, nodded and said, "How can anyone praise himself like this?" Are you embarrassed too? Case... Draw it for me..."

Ning Nan sat beside her with high spirits, picked up the pen and asked, "What tricks does Ah Luo want?" ”

Jiang Chengjia saw his joy, so he said gently: "Can Erlang paint begonia flowers?" ”

The young man in front of him was stunned and said, "Point begonia flowers between your foreheads?" ”

She nodded and said, "Begonia is the flower of love between you and me... If you click on this makeup, you may be able to pray for harmony between husband and wife in the coming year. ”

The young man's heart moved slightly and said, "Ah Luo, don't worry. In this life, if you do not forsake me, I will grow old hand in hand with you..."

Jiang Chengjia nodded, turned slightly sideways and sat beside him, allowing him to take a pen and decorate his forehead with makeup.

Ning Nanwei took out a lot of seriousness and carefulness, held a pen in his hand, and put a pen on her snow-white forehead.

The serious and careful appearance of the young man seems to have some kind of special attraction. She stared at him, the corners of her mouth slightly raised, and her heart was sweet.

Later, later, when the dust settled. Jiang Chengjia once thought about how good it would be if they could stay at this moment between them back then.

But these are all afterwords, and Jiang Chengjia at this moment never thought that this was just a short-term happiness.

Ning Nan pursed the corners of her mouth worriedly, and the smile on her lips became more and more profound.

Jiang Chengjia fell into his tenderness, and only felt unable to extricate himself.

After a while, the young man in front of him finally breathed a sigh of relief and said, "It's done!" Why don't you look in the mirror? ”

She smiled, "Okay. ”

Then she turned around and took a picture of the bronze mirror, only to see that in the copper mirror, there was a lifelike blooming begonia on her forehead, small and exquisite, which made her original makeup not rich and more pretty.

She only felt a few surprises, and said happily: "Erlang's craftsmanship is even better than His Majesty back then?" This begonia seems to be blooming in my forehead..."

Ning Nan listened to her praise, and was a little proud in her heart, but she didn't show it on her face.

He doted: "In the future... I'll paint your forehead makeup..."