The rouge paper exudes coolness, the beautiful and delicate lips open and close, and the color of the nine yao dew on the branches of the Fusang is removed, and the withered mountains are instantly rejuvenated.

The gloomy color is blowing, and Shen Zhihe's eyes are very dark, and it is rare to cover it with a layer of fat powder, so that it can be covered.

Huan Pei swayed lightly and heavily, and the bead curtain was lifted, and the collision was crisp, Shen Zhihe looked in the mirror, and there was no wave in his eyes:

"You're up."

The dark color was hidden in her eyes, Meng Jinghuai stood still behind her, stretched out her big palm, and put it on her shoulder: "I'm dark and haggard right now, are you thinking about today's things and can't sleep?" ”

Ying'er held the step shake in her hand, received a glance from Shen Zhihe, understood, and bowed out.

"You know I'm worried about my mother's illness, why do you have to say these things."

Xi Wei reflected into the cabinet through the window box, and the streamer melted on Shen Zhihe's skirt, which was a very grand crown dress, her eyebrows and eyes were unclear, she put down the eyebrows in her hand, and looked at the bronze mirror and the person behind her.

"It is a happy event for the four princes to marry their wives."

Meng Jinghuai's palm pressed lightly on Shen Zhihe's shoulder, sneering.

Kodan raised his eyebrows, drawing the two colors of the world, Shen Zhihe put on the last makeup, the tail of his eyes was bright red like a crescent moon, and his lips were clear:

"The royal family marries the daughter of the step family, isn't the weight behind this something you should be worried about?"

Meng Jinghuai's five fingers loosened, his eyes were shining, and he chuckled: "He'er has always been smart, but now that he has a wife, I am naturally in a good mood." ”

The clouds passed over the frieze, Shen Zhihe brushed away the hand on his shoulder, and his apricot eyes disappeared into the Buddha's light and stars: "You sleep short every day, if your mother knows, you will be blamed." ”

"Who says I sleep short of days?" Meng Jinghuai bent down, went up her jade neck, stopped beside her ear, and sighed lightly, "The night you went back to the house to serve the sick, I slept in the Lord's Collapse." ”

The moment of crisp, crisp, and numbness in her ears made Shen Zhihe stiffen, and a low laugh came from her shoulder, and the tips of her ears were red, and her eyes waved.

The anger was all in Meng Jinghuai's eyes.

Meng Jinghuai's breath in his heart soothed a little, and he had a smug smile on his eyebrows, obviously very satisfied with Shen Zhihe's appearance.

His eyes swept over the full makeup box on the side, and the last time Shen Zhihe returned from his illness, he brought back a lot of gold and silver jewelry, saying that the Shen family's mother-in-law was afraid that she would be bullied, and there was a lot of gossip in the house at that time.

As for Mrs. Meng, she really sulked a lot, saying that it was because the Meng Mansion had mistreated Shen Zhihe?

"The cranes are full of faces, and everything that sets off them is a vulgar thing."

Meng Jinghuai's slender fingertips paused somewhere in the makeup box, picked up a ruby and shook it, and inserted it on Shen Zhihe's Chaoyun bun diagonally, with her garnet red brocade crown dress, which made her complexion whiter.

Shen Zhihe's five fingers were lazy, and he stroked a pair of silver thin and cool like a lake under his ears, and the two bends between his eyebrows were graceful and mountainous.

Her bright eyebrows and eyes were full of wet mist and white steam, and she opened her mouth loudly, and turned around to look directly at Meng Jinghuai, which meant a lot: "Men are ambitious in all directions, and all emotions are disgusted." ”

Meng Jinghuai smiled and fixed on his face, only for a moment, he was taken away, and the wind pulled the bell next to the latch of the pavilion door, and it rang gently, like a Ling Bo, before breaking the deadlock in a trance.

"Hatred is not guilty, but it is just a word coined by those literati to hide the feelings of the world, which is extremely ridiculous."

Meng Jing said loudly, calmed the sudden wind, and added a sentence with sarcasm: "What rules, in their eyes, love, hatred, and hatred are all guilty, do you believe it?" ”

Shen Zhihe can be fixed.

Xu heard the quarrel in the cabinet, Ying'er coughed at the right time, led the maid in, held the copper basin, and broke the silence of the two.

"Young master, madam, clean your hands."

Li held the copper basin in his eyes, and bent down to serve them.

The palm of the palm is hot and fragrant, and the water beads are kneaded and folded by ten fingers, and the wet marks on the red powder of the bright mattress are blurred, and they are not connected.

Meng Jing's eyebrows reflected the coldness, and she glanced at the delicate woman several times, Huasheng Lingyu fell the shadow of the building, high and low, seeing that her apricot eyes were covered with a layer of fog, in the end she still softened, and handed over the hot towel twisted in her hand:

"The crane is smart, it's not that I don't know what it means."

It's just that the heart is sick.

Shen Zhihe's heart trembled, and the curved bamboo bones were so scorching that he didn't show his face at all.

Meng Jing's eyes reflected the magnificent scenery of summer, and after a long time, the expectation finally faded, and he had to sigh in his heart.