The moon-white satin is embroidered with peonies, the dark green branches are straight, the leaves are broad, and the fiery red petals are burning and burning, and they are bright and beautiful.

A needle and a thread passed through, and the white fingers pinched the needle, just wanting to thread the needle again.

"Shhhh

Blood dripped on the peony, and the peony became more and more red.

The female red, who was about to finish, was thrown down, and all the baskets of needles and threads were knocked to the ground.

"Xi'er, this is your future dowry, where can you throw it away?"

The beautiful woman quickly picked up the embroidery and patted the dust that was not there.

Qianxi looked at her mother and became angry.

She lost her temper, and her mother was wholeheartedly good for her.

She didn't lose her temper, her mother forced her to do this and that.

"Mother, I'm really not endowed!"

Her mother has drawn patterns for her, and the maid has already embroidered more than half of her, and she only needs to embroider the last flower bone to finish the work.

But -

The hand was punctured.

The beautiful woman couldn't help but get anxious, "If you don't embroider, how can you kill time?" ”

Qianxi: ......

As the daughter of a family, Yun Qianxi was born noble, and she didn't need to plant rice and transplant rice in the scorching sun for a year's rice porridge like a peasant woman, nor did she have to spend an hour in vain with another woman for a copper plate like a merchant woman.

Qianxi looked at her mother seriously, "I want to be estranged!" ”

The beautiful woman frowned, "The academy is a place where only men's families can go. ”

Qianxi was unconvinced, "I'm the daughter of the prime minister, is it better than an ordinary man?" ”

"Past and Present......

"Rules are meant to be broken! If the god of Pangu didn't open up the land with an axe, where would you be? Where is me? ”

The beautiful woman frowned, "Pangu God? Who's that? ”

Qianxi: ......

Qianxi felt that if she and her mother continued to fight, she would go crazy for a while.

"Xiu'er, as women, we can't compare to men......"

Qianxi hurriedly stopped the beautiful woman from chatting endlessly, "Stop! ”

She has been listening to the secular morality of male superiority and female inferiority for 14 years, and this world full of sexism is really difficult to resist.

Ignoring the beautiful woman's refusal, Qianxi ran out.

The maid gave a salute to the beautiful woman and ran out with her.

Qianxi ran fast, and as soon as she went out, there was no shadow, Shuang Wan didn't keep up, so she cried out in a hurry, and hurried back to the house to tell the housekeeper.

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The bazaar is bustling with activity.

The birds, the ones who sell rock sugar gourds, and the beautiful sisters who carry a basket of flowers huddle together in groups to discuss this son, brother, and young master.

Qianxi bought a string of rock sugar gourds, sat next to a group of beautiful sisters, and listened to their nymphomaniac sons and brothers who they couldn't reach.

Everyone is of the same age, Qianxi wears a plain long dress, and the material is also the kind of fabric that is rare but does not look gorgeous, I can't see where it is noble, and no one regards her as different.

"The new champion is really called a rich god and handsome, which woman marries him, it's really blessed."

Qianxi has seen that champion Lang, he looks very good, but his mouth is a little cheap, he dislikes her for bad stitches, and his mother, he wants to find a woman who can sew clothes.

Isn't it just that you can't afford her big Buddha?

Can't you do it if you don't have the ability?

You have to belittle her!

"If you want me, I am still the young master of the Yun family, with a good background, a good temperament, a good appearance, and a good talent, and I don't know which sister will be cheaper in the end."

Qianxi listened to it with relish, and she didn't feel sour when she chewed the rock sugar gourd.

That's her own brother, can it be bad?