In the floor-to-ceiling mirror, Tingting's figure flashed by, and there were many mirrors.

Song Zhixi happened to be passing by, and couldn't help but want to glance at his ridiculous appearance at this time, so he had to laugh at himself fiercely.

At the moment of spun heel, she suddenly crashed into a pair of eyes in the mirror.

What kind of eyes are they...... In the mirror, her silhouette is also reflected-

There's another person!

With a few bangs, there were fragments of bottles and cans that fell on the table, and at this moment, Song Zhixi "sit" back on the dresser again.

The corks of several small porcelain bottles fell down and loosened due to bumps, and the jade liquid splashed all over the bottom of her sleeve.

Suddenly being put on a position, Song Zhixi couldn't help but raise his eyebrows slightly, and looked at each other at a glance: "Eh, what are you doing?" The voice was puzzled but the expression was determined, but the maid who suddenly appeared was startled.

Seeing Song Zhixi's similar outfit to herself, the maid smiled and said, "Don't you dress up quickly, Aunt Dou is coming." ”

"Me?"

Song Zhixi was stunned, and suddenly realized that the meaning of the words was wrong, and was thinking about whether something was wrong, so the maid explained further.

"Girl, don't shirk it, if you're not, how can Aunt Dou allow you to come in."

Song Zhixi asked in his heart: Then what is she?

However, what else can the woman raised by Songhetang be.

Seeing that the maid smiled, Song Zhixi's breathing was stagnant, and she didn't have time to pick and choose, so she hurriedly picked up a bright yellow hairband on the table, and went to the hairpin on the side of her head with the hairpin teeth at the end of it. Stop, don't forget to twist your broken hair and tangle it in the mirror.

Sure enough, a familiar voice resounded at the entrance of the warm pavilion, "Eh, that girl just now." ”

She resigned, "Hey." The whole person couldn't cry or laugh, since his identity has not been revealed, how can he give up his efforts?

If you can't get out of the ghost unconsciously, then no matter how bad the situation is, it is just that the family of the Song Mansion will come to Songhe Hall to take a trip and redeem someone by the way.

But today she was reckless, how could she make trouble for her Father Song again?

Catch Ming'er implicated her father and fell into a bad family style, how can it be good to be rejected.

Even if Song Zhixi had something ugly in the palace at the beginning, those palace people would not make irresponsible remarks on the surface and openly take Qiao with that matter. In addition to the fact that there is a family relationship between the prime minister's mansion and the family, the root of it is thanks to Song Yuan, an important minister in the court.

Even if she has no lower limit, she can't openly ruin Song Yuan's majestic image and face outside!

Alas, to be a person with a conscience, you still have to start with no face and no skin.

Aunt Dou squinted, Shicai had already seen all the situation at a glance, and she wouldn't fail to see that because Song Zhixi dodged in time, the maid's horizontal knife fell short.

Aunt Dou pointed out a row for her, Song Zhixi came to the end with interest, and the accompanying grandmother claimed that this was the next pomp to go to the main hall to perform.

This group of dancing girls has been selected and trained, all of them have good faces and beautiful facial features, and after hearing this, Song Zhixi still has the leisure to appreciate the beauty, which can be regarded as "flattered".

At the same time, a brute force hit her back, and her body leaned forward violently—

The laurel pendant at the end of the headband was solid, and it hit her head in the collision, causing her to gasp in pain.

She glanced at her and pursed her lips to pull the headband that was obscuring her vision behind her head.

Aunt Dou deliberately warned her to "don't be clever", forcing her to dispel the idea of dealing with others.

Behind him-

"Aunt Dou, I'm really worried about it this time, I told you before, if it's really the eldest lady of any family, how can she stand such rudeness? I'm afraid I've already put out my identity to bluff people. ”

It was the maid beside Aunt Dou who spoke, and seeing that Aunt Dou nodded but still didn't say a word, the maid said, "However, it's always good to keep an eye on it." ”

……

Feeling the hands on her shoulders and neck, Song Zhixi actually felt that in this situation, he seemed to be following in someone's footsteps.

suddenly became kind, and Aunt Dou was relieved that she would not embarrass her, and asked her to be a scene. After saying the soft words, he threatened her that if she was careful, he found the most ruthless person at the entrance of the black alley of East Street and sold her from Songhetang.

Song Zhixi feigned trembling.

Does she seem so dishonest?

"Anyway, there is a temptation behind the coercion, how can it be changed to me......" She sighed lightly, sat up straight, and said, "Then there is Aunt Lao Dou." ”

Seeing that people were stunned, Aunt Dou only thought she was compromised. Just an unintentional glance, you might as well catch a glimpse of the woman's snow-white ankles, Aunt Dou raised her eyebrows almost imperceptibly, commanded the people around her, and said loudly:

"The girl in our Songhetang, although she is not like the Hongchen woman, 'cut the green silk from the good and tie the red rope into the sea.' But the literacy that must be had is still necessary, and no one is exempt from vulgarity. ”

Song Zhixi half-closed his eyelids and let the servant put on makeup, and the faint fragrance of sandalwood lingered on the tip of his nose.

She was bent on how to hide people's eyes, wishing that the maid would paste all the cheek powder on her face, so that no one would recognize her as the daughter of the Song family, so she didn't take Aunt Dou's words to heart.

As everyone knows, this is said to her alone.

But after a while, she noticed a sudden chill on her feet and neck. Looking down, I saw a mamma with an unfamiliar face holding a small plaster cup, dotting a stroke on her plastered skin, and then lowering the hem of her skirt.

She only regarded it as a necessary step in normal makeup, and did not take a closer look.

The silver threads on the goose yellow hairband flow secretly, and the laurel beads at the end of the pendant are lined with bright eyes and bright teeth, which are obviously good-looking, but standing in a group of warblers and swallows always seems a little abrupt.

Aunt Dou suddenly realized that the smell of mortal dust was not enough, and it looked out of place if it was too plain.

"Songhetang is not an immortal hall for people to prostitute for nothing, it is not a blissful but a mundane business." Aunt Dou muttered in her mouth, took the soft pen, dipped it in the lip fat box, and dotted a red grain at the end of Song Zhixi's eyes.

As she lifted her eyelids, the red dots in the corners of her eyes added a shaky feeling. Seeing others staring at her eyes, Song Zhixi smiled obediently.

Seeing the sudden sun-like bloom, Aunt Dou was amazed for a moment, and now she is even more happy.

It's amazing that he can be so flamboyant even though he's just making up a number!

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Outside the Duobao Pavilion.

"Sister Ying is unwell, so I specially called Ah Wu to ask Aunt Dou for guilt." It was Aunt Dou who had been waiting for a long time who spoke.

Originally, Aunt Dou arranged the row for the baby in advance, but there was no one for the time being.

At this time, the guards outside the pavilion were all idle maidservants. Ah Wu pinched her fingers and stood up, hearing that Aunt Dou was inside, but no one came out or spread it for a long time, for fear that if she upset Aunt Dou, she would find out what clues she would find out if she pursued it.

She pondered that she must help her master get things done, and looked for words to make amends, "Today...... There is no need to bother Aunt Dou to arrange it for Sister Ying. ”

When Song Zhixi came out, he saw this scene.

Zhan'er secretly spat at Ah Wu, and when she saw her own lady coming out, she fell into Fu Ji's ear and broke her mouth a few words, "Such boasting, I'm not afraid of flashing my tongue one day." Unexpectedly, when I saw Aunt Dou, I had the courage to sneak behind the oncoming dancers.

Song Zhixi shook his head, and sighed with a smile that these people must be so uneasy on weekdays, so he left with the dancing girls without any nostalgia.

……

In the hall where the dance is lined, the small depressions on the walls are dotted, creating a perfect sound effect sound field, and as soon as you step in, the sheng flute orchestra stops suddenly, just as a prayer dance ends.

"Ponder the purpose and listen to my blessings." The long-standing but familiar joy of praise brought her a stronger sense of belonging, she was impressed, and the texture of her whole body also came alive with her mood.