Chapter 8: The Red Dress
"Miss, Miss?" Cui'er's voice rang out in the space.
"Xiao Jiu, it's okay. Feng Qianyan comforted Xiao Jiu, "How can I get out?"
"The host is free to come and go as long as he wants to come in or out. This space is controlled by the master with his mind, and the master only comes in with his divine sense. Xiao Jiu also heard Cui'er's voice and knew that the master had to go out.
Feng Qianyan nodded, it turned out that the body was still outside. It's okay like this, at least it won't disappear out of thin air and reappear, which frightens Niangqin and Cui'er.
The thought flickered, and the scene in front of him suddenly returned to the boudoir.
"Miss, your hair is polished. Cui'er thought that her young lady was just stunned.
"Hmm. Feng Qian Yan blinked and retracted his thoughts.
"I don't know what kind of dress the young lady is going to wear. Cui'er said, opening the closet next to her.
The cabinet was full of dresses of various colors, and since it was still cold, there were a few fur capes.
Feng Qianyan looked over and fell in love with a set of fiery red dresses at a glance.
She loves red, as bright as a flame, as bright as the sun, as hot as lava. But it is like a plum blossom in winter, proud, cold, and tenacious.
Just like her character: lively and free in life, but also a little naughty and cute, and calm and meticulous in work, when encountering difficulties, perseverance, never give up easily, but more and more frustration more and more courageous.
"Just the red one. ”
"Wait, Miss. Cui'er took out her clothes and found a pair of embroidered shoes and headbands of the same color.
Judging by the material and style, the shoes, headbands and clothes turned out to be a complete set. Feng Qianyan was slightly surprised, his mother and family had nothing to say about the original owner, and a fool's clothes were also carefully prepared.
The clothing style of Donglin Kingdom is a bit similar to that of the Tang Dynasty, but the design is simpler and not complicated to wear.
Cui'er combed Feng Tianyan with a little girl's hairstyle, and the red headband ran through the hair at the back of her head, flowing behind her with waist-length hair.
Feng Qianyan turned around in front of the mirror and smiled slightly, expressing his satisfaction.
"Miss, you are so beautiful!" Cui'er swallowed, her eyes flashing with countless little stars.
The young lady's appearance has always been excellent, but she is helplessly a fool, and her eyes are dull.
Now that the young lady is well, her starry eyes are clear, her aura is compelling, and her temperament is different.
Min Qing touched Feng Yanyan's head, and said pitifully: "Our Yan Yan is a blessing in disguise, and the bitterness is sweet." ”
"Mother's ......" hugged her mother with a smile and was coquettish like a real eight-year-old girl.
It feels good to have a mother! My heart is warm and full.
"Madam, the old general is back. Yes, it was carried back!" the subordinate's voice was a little anxious.
Min Qing was so shocked that she shook her body, and Feng Tianyan hurriedly helped her.
"Mother, don't worry, let's go and see. ”
The mother and daughter walked quickly to the courtyard where the old general Feng was. As soon as I entered the flower hall, I saw a room full of people, everyone with a sad expression.
"What's going on?" Feng Qian looked at the eldest brother.
"Grandpa went to the barracks outside the city to hand over the military power, and on the way back, he encountered a sneak attack...... "The eldest brother choked up a little, "Grandpa only brought two guards, there were many people on the other side, and there were two masters, grandpa accidentally hit an arrow in the chest......"
"Mother, I'm going to go in and see grandpa. "An arrow in the chest is very dangerous. Looking at everyone's faces, the old man should not be in a good situation. Feng Qian Yan secretly analyzed.
"Go ahead, grandpa is also because of you...... You should be guarding it. ”