At the beginning of spring, the rain hit the duckweed body and drifted, and there was a lot of wind and dust.

After watching the drama for a while, Ye Rong was sad enough, so he took the afterglow to the next destination-a jewelry stall not far away.

"I have a lot of ornaments in my room, I don't need to add more, and now is the time for the government to be thrifty." Yu Wen grabbed Ye Rong and said disapprovingly.

"It's been a long time since I've listened to a play with you, and this time I'll take it as a memory, and I promise that I'll never buy useless things again until I recover." Ye Rong showed a coquettish expression of a large dog, and Yu Wen had to follow him to his destination half-pushing, half-on-the-spot.

All of them were silver ornaments, shining under the lamp, and Ye Rong picked up a butterfly and shook it: "This is good-looking." "The butterfly wings are thin silver foil, accompanied by delicate hollow carvings, and the butterfly spreads its wings; The butterfly and the hairpin body are connected with three hollow raindrop-shaped silver ornaments, which are also very finely carved; With the movement of Ye Rong's hand, the three long raindrops collided with each other, and there was a rustling sound.

Yu Wen stiffened his body and asked Ye Rong to insert the hairpin in his bun, and asked in a low voice, "Is it really good-looking?" ”

Ye Rong took two steps back to admire his wife, and once again said the monosyllabic words: "Hmm." ”

How do you feel that his gaze is not on the jewelry, but on his face...... Yu Wen carefully touched the silver butterfly and smiled shallowly.

After paying the money, Yu Wen and Ye Rong went home, and Yu Wen was not entangled on the way.

Why didn't Ye Rong take his hand like before?

Do you want me to take his hand?

No! This kind of degrading thing cannot be done a second time!

Why didn't he hold hands? Are my hands hard to touch? Obviously, it was so natural to hold just now.

Ye Rong, you big fool, my hand has deliberately reached so close to your hand, the hint is always obvious, right?

Diehard! Hand in hand, hey!

Just when Yu Wen was at war with heaven and man in his heart, "Do you want to hold Ye Rong's hand", Ye Rong suddenly turned his head to stare at her face, scaring this unfinished war into ashes.

"Why don't you take the initiative to hold hands like you did just now?" Hey, our gesturing general seems to have some pink on the tips of his ears.

Yu Wen muttered: "Why don't you hold my hand?" ”

"I'm waiting for you."

"I'm waiting for you, too! You're a manly man, don't you take the initiative! ”

Ye Rong watched in a daze as his wife stomped her feet, and then ran away with a smoke, the silver butterfly on her head trembled.

Then she turned around: "Stupid Ah Rong! Still not keeping up? ”

The puffed red face is so cute, I really want to pinch it. Ye Rong bent the corners of his mouth, raised his feet to catch up, and held Yu Wen's hand tightly.

"What? Is the saint sick? Surprised by the aftermath of lunch, Tsukihashi, who was delivering the news, frowned and nodded.

Isn't that going to be a boycott? But Wu Chao's answer to this question was: "The slave maid thinks that the Holy Lord will let Lord Tan preside over the court meeting as before. ”

Worst. Yu Wen thought to himself, once the prime minister took over power from the emperor, Ye Rong could only be slaughtered. She must show her chips to the prime minister by tomorrow, so that he can be alert and aware that her control is in the hands of the general.

"It's mostly a scareless." Yun Ping objected worriedly, "Anyway, starting tomorrow for a few days in a row, the power of life and death is in the hands of the prime minister, and according to his temperament, he will simply suppress the general to the point where there is no way to turn over." ”

"That's right." Misty nodded.

Yu Wen had a flash of inspiration: "I know!" Yunping, now you go and invite the prime minister's wife to come over tomorrow afternoon in my name; Fog Dynasty, Moon Bridge, you and I will prepare things together. ”

"Yes." Before they understood what kind of medicine was sold in the residual temperature gourd, the three of them still neatly complied with the meaning of residual temperature.

Yu Wen asked Wu Chao and the others to forge the letter, and after checking it, she said, "Very good, tomorrow I will put these pieces of paper face up and press them under a small town paper." ”

"Madam, the person I am going to meet is the Prime Minister's wife, and the momentum must not be lost, so you have to put on makeup carefully." In front of the dresser the next day, the fog was persuaded. Yu Wen reluctantly gave her some lipstick.

She never liked the feeling of something sticking to her mouth, it felt weird, and she wanted to lick it off.

Wu Chao is really serious, meticulous in applying powder and grease, the first time there was too much rouge in the left corner of her eye, she felt that it was not appropriate, so she pulled the residual temperature and washed her face again.

It seems that his relatives and friends also know that the most outstanding thing about their face is their eyes, Yu Wen looked at himself in the mirror, and his fingertips brushed the corners of his eyes. The craftsmanship of the Misty Dynasty magnified the characteristics of her eyes, and Yu Wen felt that her eyes were like the eyes of a white fox under the cherry blossom tree in spring.

It's the kind of clear sky that is exclusive to spring, and the clear blue edge is faint with a very light grass green. Under the sky, there is a tree with pink cherry blossoms, and a white fox sleeps curled up among the beautiful petals. As if awakened by the aroma that landed on the tip of its nose, it opened its eyes blankly, and its pupils reflected brilliance.

Yu Wen's narcissism was only a matter of time, and soon she realized that the hair ornament on her head was too heavy. Three pairs of long hairpins with beads, two tans decorated with buns, and a white jade grate. Originally, the fog dynasty wanted to add a few bead flowers to it, but Yu Wen waved his hand and declined.

Yu Wen said: "There are so many jewelry, it is too exaggerated. ”

"Also, the dress should not be too grand, as if she thinks she is capable." Moonbridge puts the beads back in the treasure chest.

"Moonbridge! It's getting more and more rude! "Yunping is responsible," pay attention to how many times you have spoken. ”

Yueqiao stuck out his tongue: "It's the slave and the maid, I'll pay more attention to it in the future." ”

Yu Wen sighed in his heart, this Yueqiao can do anything, it's just a mouth, I can't control it.

She slowly stood up with the support of the foggy chao, and stepped on the hem of her skirt as soon as she took two steps, and a long hairpin on her head was slightly crooked.

Large inertia. I am secretly happy that modern knowledge has not forgotten the light. The hair ornament was straightened with the help of Yunping, and Yu Wen complained: "This skirt is a bit long, especially if it is dragged out a few feet in the back, you may also step on it." ”

"Slaves and maids have practiced." Yunping replied soothingly, "I won't step on you." ”

You've practiced it, but I haven't. Yu Wen lifted the hem of her skirt and sat down on her waiting couch despite the objections of the Fog Dynasty. Raise the skirt and experience the domineering of the queen-style action in the anime, and the afterglow lifts Erlang's legs.

What's the matter with the fire in the eyes of the fog?

Belch...... Under the silent gaze of the three members of the family and friend group, Yu Wen slowly put his legs down and sat upright obediently.

Yueqiao stepped forward and took a plate of snacks on the table: "Take away the food." ”

"Why take it down? I'm sitting upright. Yu Wen said urgently.

Yueqiao glanced at her, and Yu Wen shut up in a self-conscious manner, and turned to look through the things on the table to see if they had been properly prepared. After a while, Yunping went out to prepare tea, and the female guest came to meet her, and she saluted respectfully in front of the door: "Greetings to Mrs. Xiangfu." ”

Yu Wen put the paperweight back in its original position, and when he heard the soft tone of the prime minister's wife, who he had never met, and Su Minqiu, he was a little expectant.