"Miss, what are you talking about, a woman like Wei's is cruel and vicious to you, holding back a belly of bad water all day long, what do you say to understand her!"

The flower of the hairpin is a sober pear green luan, and the wings are made lifelike, and because of this, each red feather is extremely sharp.

Between the brushes from above, I can feel the blood in my fingers flowing nervously, and I reached out to look at it, leaving a little white mark on my fingertips.

Tang was silent for a while, and suddenly said:

“…… The first time she planted her head,

has been locked up in the ancestral shrine for so long,

When I came out of the ancestral hall, I found that my elaborate design was wasted, and my second sister did not take the first place in the painting banquet according to her vision.

And his henchman Feng Butler was also locked up in the dungeon,

Yesterday on Tang Huanyan's birthday, her face was even greener.

You must be holding your breath and waiting to find me numb! ”

Aman listened, and her pale little face actually returned to the appearance of a puff puff, and she sneered.

"When Miss said this, I realized: - really, we don't seem to be doing well, why is she so miserable!?"

"Are you sure, nothing?"

Aman was standing behind her, picking out a few headdresses to put aside.

Tang just raised his eyebrows at Aman inside in the mirror, "Steward Feng's business, my Aman is still doing well." ”

"Mademoiselle makes fun of me," Aman laughed, his tense body relaxing a lot, "but Mademoiselle, Aman still hopes that Mademoiselle will be careful." ”

Tang just turned his head, took the little girl's hand and patted the back of her hand.

"Don't worry, I'm just saying I understand her, but I'm not her mother,—— of course I won't get used to her!!"

Aman let out a happy "um" and began to comb Tang Chacha's hair.

It may be that the sound of the two masters and servants laughing came out, which made a few maids outside a little impetuous, and actually opened their mouths to urge: "The eldest lady still hopes to be faster, the lady and the old lady have been waiting for a long time." ”

I thought this would scare Tang Chacha.

Unexpectedly, a sentence came out very unceremoniously: "If you want to wait here, just shut up for me!" Get out before you ,——! ”

Instantly.

The maid outside was silent.

This was more than half an hour, and when Tang Chacha came out, the four maids raised their heads slightly and glanced at Tang Chacha's outfit, and they were almost angry.

The simplest jade butterfly head has only a whip on both sides hanging down, and an azure hair silk is tied to the back of the head, and there is not even a hairpin.

Wearing a azure long skirt with the same color as the hair silk, it looks ordinary, but when you walk, the gap between the skirt and the blue sand can't hide the sneak blooming, with the fluttering hair silk, it is surprisingly good-looking.

Good looks are good.

But such a simple grooming was delayed for so long!?

After Tang Chacha walked out of the hall, the four maids stood up with gloomy faces, and their cannibalistic eyes were staring at Tang Chacha's back.

Compassion Hall.

When Tang just walked to the courtyard, Mama Yan was standing at the door waiting.

"Go down!"

Mama Yan waved away a few maids, led Tang Chacha into the house, and when she lifted the curtain, she whispered three words in her ear.

The Cixin Hall is the most low-key and luxurious room in the entire Hou Mansion, but on the hollow carved cabinets placed on both sides of the outer hall, there are many treasures that are not amazing, each of which is considered rare.

Continuing inside, the ground is covered with a crimson carpet, and the rich and complex patterns are incomprehensible.