"County Lord......" The girl next to her reminded in a low voice, she suddenly came to her senses, and a faint hesitation appeared on her face, "Huh? Do what? ”

I saw that the girl was holding a golden hairpin and a golden hairpin in her hand, ready to let her choose, "County Lord, what do you choose at today's night banquet?" ”

"That's it." The little county lord has a diaphragm for gold, silver and jewelry and other jewelry, she doesn't know very well what the essential difference is between Zhejiang and Western things, and even confuses the golden hairpin and the golden hairpin, etc., if it weren't for the girl next to her to remind herself, she really can't distinguish which one is which.

She pointed to the golden phoenix, the totem was her favorite, the little girl nodded hurriedly, pinned the golden hairpin on the top of the head for the little county lord, everything was dressed, and the other girl put the bronze mirror in front of the little county lord.

"Little county lord, let the slave and maid put on makeup for you." The little county lord handed over a plain face to the girl next to her, the girl held the box with rouge gouache, put on makeup for Zimei, and after outlining the eyebrows, the girl compared it and made a little trimming appropriately.

followed by the highlights, and gradually opened the piled up colors, and then * scarlet lip gloss, "County Lord, let the slave maid dot your lips." ”

"Hmm." She leaned her head over, and the little girl quickly smeared lip gloss on the center of her lips, and then smiled faintly, "County Lord, everything is done, please take a self-portrait in the mirror." ”

She looked at herself in the mirror, it was so strange, but in that strangeness, there was a very pretty beauty, he stared at himself in the mirror, looked at it for a long, long time, and sighed in a barely visible voice.

The two women looked at each other, thinking that their makeup skills were not very skillful, so that the little county master Zimei had an unsatisfactory emotion, Zimei saw the frustrated faces of the two maids, and couldn't help sighing, "I have nothing to do with you, I'm just reminiscing about the past." ”

She said sadly.

"Everyone says that you don't like red makeup and love arms, but only the slave knows that the moment you finish putting on makeup, the glow in your eyes shows your heart, you don't like men at all, right, little lord?"

The slave next to her asked sadly.

"Xiaocui, why are you so poor-mouthed?" Another woman scolded, the first maid didn't dare to speak, at this time, Zimei gently rotated her body in front of the bronze mirror, looked at herself in the mirror, after dressing up, she was so graceful and radiant.

"Xiaohong said very much, why is she a poor mouth? The lord of this county hates wearing men's clothes very much, but it's a pity that the shape is forbidden, but he has to do this. ”

That Xiaohong showed a helplessness and sentimentality that she couldn't help.

He looked at himself in the mirror, because of Xiaohong and Xiao Cui's makeup, her affectionate eyes, and Zhan Zhan. Because of the highlights, his eyebrows and nose look so straight, the silhouette is so soft, not like a man's clothes, everything is so sharp, and it looks thoughtful and with an indescribable fierceness.

Now, smiling at the bronze mirror, two symmetrical pear vortices naturally appeared on her cheeks. Not to mention the opposite sex, the beauty and incoherence are so pleasing to the eye when they see sex, and the two maids stare at her with envy.

She just smiled indifferently, and her gaze seemed even more hollow than before. Moving his gaze to the door, the blazing white light from outside the Xiangfei curtain shone in and fell to the ground, as if the water pattern was pondering. Because of the reflected strong light, Zimei's complexion was so crystalline.

The pair of soft black pupils like jade, so bright, he got up and prepared to go outside, Xiaohong and Xiao Cui hurriedly went over and opened the bead curtain, and the water collided as much as possible, the sound was indeed so pleasant, so beautiful.

The daylight was about to disappear in the west, and in that magnificent piece of sunlight, her complexion was so white, looking at the magnificent orange-red in the distance, her amorous eyes faintly contained a kind of blue of the sea.

This is only the makeup and grooming that a seventeen or eighteen-year-old girl should have, and she really hopes that her appearance can get her attention.

Wen Ziyu, I'm here.

The palace where the banquet is held is called "Water Green Nanxun Palace", because it is close to the mountains and water, it is more quiet. Although it is still a building complex with flying eaves and arches, it seems to be clear and clear beyond things.

It's late autumn, the maple trees are red, the leaves are like children's palms, the wind blows, and the yellow bamboo rustles.

"You have to wait for the banquet here, the so-called wine is not good, the wine banquet is not good, I think we should slip away now." Shen Jin had the idea of thirty-six plans to go up, and as he spoke, he grabbed Wen Ziyu's arm, and almost flames erupted from his black pupils.

One sentence was asked on Wen Ziyu's face - "You don't really like her, you tell me, you tell me, you tell me." The Stygian Brocade shook Wen Ziyu's arm, Wen Ziyu was so annoyed by the Styx Brocade that he shrugged his shoulders helplessly.

"How can I like her, it's just a few sides to Zimei, but now I always feel ......" Wen Ziyu touched her heart and continued: "I always feel as if I am using her, now, aren't we leaving the country of Yu?" I'm just accepting her feast, so why not? ”

"It's better to say than to sing!" Shen Jin turned his face away, burst into tears, stomped his feet frantically, and raised his willow eyebrows - "Wen Ziyu, you just don't love me anymore, you just don't love me anymore, you just fall in love with the little county lord, you tell me, you tell me." ”

"Forget it, I don't want to listen, I don't want to listen, you ......" Mingmei's head shook like a rattle, at this moment, Wen Ziyu pulled Mingjin into his arms, and a gentle kiss was imprinted on Mingjin's forehead, Mingjin's face was red, and he stopped talking immediately.

"Do you feel my love now?"

"Damn, you're always catching people off guard." The brocade replied shamefully.

"I love you anyway." Wen Ziyu was most afraid of explaining topics such as "love or not", but now Mingjin is quiet. Shenjin stood up happily, blushed, and went to look at the lotus flower next to the Taiye Pool, "Wen Ziyu, come here, ......" Mingjin seemed to have discovered something, and his surprised voice rose and fluttered to Wen Ziyu's ears.

"What?"

"I found and Tillian, you see, there." While saying this, he pointed to the lotus in the lake to Wen Ziyu, but the night gradually became blurry, and the rippling lake was a deep royal blue, and it was impossible to see the lotus through the royal blue, and the eyesight was not good.

"There it is." Shen Jin emphasized many times, but Wen Ziyu still didn't see anything.

"There it is." Shen Jin was angry, with a white face, and stomped his feet angrily, but Wen Ziyu still didn't see it, Wen Ziyu was afraid that if he continued to say that he didn't see it, it would arouse the anger of Ying Jin and stare at Ming Jin's face.

"See what I'm doing?" Mama Mingjin's hot cheeks, damn it, why every time Wen Ziyu stared at herself with affection, she was confused and red-faced, how can this be explained.

"What are you doing looking at the flowers, you stand beside me, it's much better than the purple and red spring, am I rare to see the flowers?"