Chapter 85: Lantern Festival

Gray is perhaps the tone of the end of winter.

The cold light rain is like spider silk, wrapping around the withered and scattered grass on the ground, silently, but pulling people's nerves.

The rain is one by one, sometimes approaching, sometimes far away.

Sitting quietly on the edge of the balcony of the Tianci Pavilion, half leaning on the railing and half leaning on the chair, looking at the slightly barren fields in the courtyard.

The charcoal in the brazier was burning violently, and the sigh of cracking from the burning produced one warmth after another, and it invaded the whole body with a sprinkled feeling.

The bamboo cups placed on the railing emit heat, blending into the silk rain and intersecting in a foggy way.

The new ink on the rice paper in his hand had not yet dried, and he recalled the events of the previous days, slowly turning the bamboo pen, and fell asleep in the trap of sleepiness in his contemplation.

Take a nap, and the winter rain stops.

I opened my eyes, stood up, the cyan skirt slipped off the chair, took a candied fruit from the porcelain bowl, put it in my mouth and sucked it lightly, I have adapted to this kind of life, many troublesome things are done by others, but I am not used to this adaptation.

The feeling is contradictory.

Today is the Shangyuan Festival, the second Lantern Festival in ancient times, Wu Yueya quietly counted in her heart.

Soon opened the wardrobe, fiddled with the wooden hangers, and asked the carpenter workshop to make a few when he had nothing to do before, and now it is very convenient to hang clothes.

"Princess!"

The sound of hurried footsteps was mixed with a familiar call, Wu Yueya looked sideways, and the person who pushed the door open was Xiaochun as expected, panting, it seemed that it was a more urgent matter, could it be that those guys started to make trouble again?

"What's the matter? Look at what you've become tired," he said to the round table, picked up the tea bowl, and poured a bowl of warm tea for Koharu.

"Princess, the saint's concubine is here."

watched Koharu respond while drinking tea, reminding, "I'll talk about it after drinking!" ”

"Huh, it's the princess's stepmother, she's here, she's waiting in the lobby, the princess go and see it, you can't wait."

Hearing this, Wu Yueya mentioned the spirit, the stepmother is here, then she must go to meet, although there is no blood relationship, but nominally she thinks that her stepmother, then she is half a mother.

"Yes, go and see," he said, and walked towards the door,

"Hey, princess, change your clothes"

Paused his body and looked down at his messy clothes, it seemed that he had to change his clothes, it was really unsightly to meet his stepmother like this, and it seemed somewhat impolite.

You know, after studying for so long, I finally understand how to be a princess, but fortunately, I have a reminder from Xiaochun.

It took a lot of time to sort it out.

I originally wanted to go quickly, but I didn't expect Xiaochun to draw his eyebrows, this is called Diandai.

Seeing the Japanese style eyebrows in the mirror, it was a little difficult to accept it, and finally politely refused to use red cotton, lipstick or something with this style of painting eyebrows, in the end, I still don't like it.

So far, this is the third time I have dressed up.

Wu Yueya felt that Diandai was not as good as drawing thin eyebrows, and after looking at the appearance in the mirror, she suddenly remembered that if she painted a face to play Sun Monkey, she should put on a golden dress or forget it, yellow clothes can only be worn by her father-in-law, and if you wear a yellow cloak with gold and silver, it is not necessarily considered a rebellion, or only a mask is feasible.

Hurriedly came to the lobby and met the stepmother, for this young beauty wearing a peony gold-patterned pink dress, in addition to admiring the appearance of the stepmother, it is more respectful, this is one of the four living beauties, shame flower.

The head is coiled with a hair ring, a little peach blossom mark in front of the forehead, the eyes are full of soft water, and the slightly chubby face is just right, although sitting lazily on the couch, it still exudes a touch of extreme elegance, the earrings are flashing, the hairpin is held by the white hand, and there is a slight charm haunted, and it is the same as before.

Beautiful, impeccably beautiful, admired in my heart.

"Yueya, the goat milk candy you sent me last time was really delicious, I wanted a few boxes today."

Looking at the person in front of him, he looked away from the luxurious peony on the wide pink sleeves, he had never seen this kind of stunning beauty out of the dust, and he was also disturbed by the other party's charm, so he came back to his senses when he heard the sound, and smiled, "It's good that the stepmother likes it, don't you know that the stepmother often uses toothbrush and toothpaste?" ”

"That thing is also very easy to use, after brushing my teeth, my mouth is fresh and comfortable."

Wu Yue Aya smiled happily when she saw her mother-in-law, it seems that she likes to use toothpaste and toothbrushes, so it's good not to resist using this kind of thing, "I have newly invented a toothpaste with an orange flavor, I don't know if my mother-in-law likes orange flavor?" ”

"Orange flavor? Well, I don't hate it, I prefer the sweetness of lychees, and if it's summer, I'll send some lychees and ask Yueya to make some lychee-flavored toothpaste. ”

Raised eyebrows, ignoring that.

There was once a poem that said that the concubine laughed on the red dust, no one knew that it was lychee, it seems that the stepmother does like to eat lychee, but unfortunately now there is only dried longan, and I can't find such raw materials for a while, "Well, it turns out that the stepmother likes lychees, and when the time comes, I will make a few jars of good toothpaste and send it to the stepmother." ”

"Yue Aya bothered, in fact, this time, I still want to see the fireworks, and at the same time, I also found a craftsman and asked him to go to the princess's mansion to learn the manufacture of fireworks, so that I don't have to trouble Yue Aya all the time."

Looking at the person pointed to by the stepmother, is this old guy a craftsman? Dressed as a eunuch, I thought it was a eunuch, "Well, there are still a lot of fireworks in the house, just like my stepmother!" ”

"I've seen the princess, the old craftsman's name is Situ Dao."

Smiled and watched the old eunuch greet him, nodded slowly, continued to look at his mother-in-law, and suddenly felt that there was something missing in her bun.

"Mother-in-law, why don't you put some honeysuckle ornaments on your hair bun, I feel a fly in the ointment at a glance." After speaking, he looked at Yang Yuhuan, and saw his stepmother holding the bun on the top of her head, slightly disappointed, and seemed to be dissatisfied with these ornaments made of gold and silver.

"Yue Aya is right, in fact, I have been sticking to those fake things, which are not as good as real flowers."

"I don't seem to be completely dressed up in Yueya's makeup, come, I'll dress up my daughter again, the girl who is already beautiful and beautiful, how can I do it if I don't dress up."

"If you want to win a man's heart, this makeup is the first step, in addition to the appearance is your own cultivation, I know that Yueya is from Nomura, and there seem to be some malicious rumors in this regard recently, and the stepmother knows it, so you can rest assured, daughter, I will protect you in front of the saint in this regard, come, come here."

"Oh, okay"

Seeing that the stepmother asked the palace maid next to her to take out the makeup items, and after passing over obediently with your old man, Wu Yue Aya Mu Ran, listening to this, you won't have the heart to marry Lao Tzu.

Well, no!

As the saying goes, the soldiers will block, and the water will cover the earth, this matter cannot be compromised, we must think of a way, kill and not marry!

Wash your face again, wipe your face with grease, apply makeup powder again, and point to the thrush, and find that the appearance in the mirror is completely different from what Koharu painted, it is a curved eyebrow, like a hook moon, suddenly rising and lying on the eyes.

Later, after containing the red cotton, the originally pale pink lips were also vermilion and gorgeous, and this time she was completely dressed up, Wu Yueya found that her stepmother's skills were really superb, at least several levels beyond Xiaochun Chu'er.

"Well, a girl's house should be beautiful, such a moon is so beautiful!"

Hearing his stepmother's jokes, he also smiled and teased easily, "How can a stepmother be good-looking, like a fairy in the sky, only the king of flowers is worthy of becoming a stepmother's flower ornament." ”

"Then, Yue Aya thinks, what kind of flower is the king of flowers?"

Wu Yueya was slightly stunned, this self-digging pit and jumping by herself, her eyes swept over the golden silk peony on her mother-in-law's skirt, and suddenly remembered the plum blossom by the wall, "Peony, but I think the plum blossom that Gao Jie is proud of and is not afraid of wind and frost is not bad." ”

"Oh? Tsukiya has plum blossoms here? ”

"Yes, there are no plum trees in the palace?"

After speaking, I saw my stepmother sigh leisurely, and it didn't seem to be.

"Your Majesty likes to stay in the princess to eat and drink, no one accompanies me out to visit the garden, although there are plum blossoms to enjoy, if there is only one person, it is really boring."

"I see, why don't I accompany my stepmother to walk around the garden and pick a few plum blossoms."

Holding the hand of the stepmother, I still felt a little unaccustomed, and let go with an embarrassed smile, saying that this is very suspicious of taking advantage.

However, Yang Yuhuan didn't mind, grabbed her daughter's arm, and rubbed her full chest from time to time, making Wu Yueya's face suddenly red and very uncomfortable.

No way, who made herself someone else's daughter now

The language is still lacking...

(End of chapter)