Wanrong Gege's qin, chess, calligraphy and painting have been rumored in the royal family for a long time. Her stunning beauty also made people in the royal family full of praise.

"A woman's lack of talent is virtue. You see, no one has come to propose marriage so far. I'm 15 years old, so I'm really not young. Wanrong's stepmother Hengxin chattered softly.

"A woman's family understands that a woman should be educated in the same way as a man. Even if she is alone, she will never be lonely, because she is good at piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, she will never be lonely, even if she is lonely, what is she afraid of. ”

Hengxin quickly covered Rong Yuan's mouth with her hand.

"How could she be lonely, what are you talking nonsense? Maybe Wanrong is too perfect and scares others. ”

"There are too perfect women in this world, there will be too extraordinary men, and God will definitely pull this red line." Rong Yuan seemed to be speaking to himself, and his voice was as light as a butterfly passing through his ears.

"Dignified, atmospheric, demure, feminine. My baby daughter is one of a kind. You will be happy, graceful. Rong Yuan flashed this sentence in his mind, and when he saw that in front of a few playful Gege, Wanrong was the most dazzling, and he couldn't help but sigh in his heart.

There are hundreds of hands in the cabinet, and Wanrong still likes the pink and white one the most, innocent and soft, she likes this quality. The more important pink and white silk handkerchiefs are the easiest to paint with roses. When she holds such a silk handkerchief, there is always the charm of roses fluttering in the wind.

When the roses are in full bloom, it is also the time when Wanrong is the most cheerful.

"You're almost 16 years old. It's time to take the heart of the love roses. Wanrong sat at the square table, and her stepmother Hengxin was particularly fond of grooming her with her own hands.

"Eniang, I just love flowers, and I didn't miss the time to study." Wanrong's face flushed slightly. E-Niang put on a rose piping lilac cardigan for her, lined with a flag suit of the same color, and wore pot-bottomed shoes made by Hengxin herself.

Hengxin gently twisted her graceful long black and soft hair into two strands, combed it back, folded the two strands of hair upward, tied it with red silk thread around the root of the hair to form a fix, and combed the remaining hair to both sides. Every movement is extremely light, and every strand of hair is gently and perfectly fitted with the hand. There is a huge rose flag head on the green satin, Hengxin picked it up and put it down, and took out a huge peony flag head for Wanrong to wear.

"E-niang, I like that." Wanrong pointed to the flag head that was a rose.

"Peony is rich, today is a special day, just listen to Eniang, because Eniang likes it."

When I heard Eniang say that she liked it, she smiled gracefully, and it was a promise.

Hengxin said and put on pearl earrings for Wanrong. Give her a light touch of red.

Hengxin happily looked at the grace in the mirror, "There is no match in the world." Too pretty, my precious girl. ”

Wanrong also stared at herself in the mirror: the eyebrows of the woman in the mirror are like a curved moon, just one glance, you can feel the bright and clear light of the moon, instantly illuminating your body, glowing with amazing brilliance. The black eyes are like deep obsidian, the soul is taken away at a glance, the black eyes always project a sweet smile, the smile ripples with countless whirlpools, I don't want to fall into it, it is impossible, the light red and white skin makes her in the mirror more revealing a kind of noble girl's luxury, such as a rising sun, countless dazzling beauty.

Wanrong Wan'er smiled, she liked herself in the mirror, the bright rose brocade dress added a mysterious atmosphere, Gege they all wore particularly bright and rich peony costumes, only she was so partial to rose, in a large group of Gege, her clothes were always so unique and dazzling, but, never publicized.

"Whose birthday is it today?" Wanrong remembers that only on the birthday of the family, her stepmother Hengxin would dress her up with special care.

"Your birthday." Hengxin smiled lightly.

"My birthday?"

"It's more important than your birthday, you have to take a picture today. Because the emperor is going to choose the queen and concubine. ”

As if on fire, Wanrong's face turned crimson, and a look of panic flashed in his eyes.

"I'm going to take pictures?" Wanrong lowered her voice.

"Yes, although it is now the Republic of China, but the Republic of China promises to retain the title of the emperor of the Qing Dynasty, and let the emperor continue to live in the Forbidden City, although the emperor has been officially abdicated in 1912 for nine years, but he is still living an unchanged imperial life in the Forbidden City, if you can be his wife in the picture, she is either the queen or the princess, so you have to dress up beautifully, the emperor wants to see your photo. However, I think you are unique in appearance and have the appearance of a queen. Hengxin said with a smile.

"I just want to be with E-Niang." Wanrong's heart has the feeling of being violently pulled, and there is a special sense of shyness.

"Women, in this life, are all in men. Men are another starting point in your life. So if you can be selected, you are a member of the Aixin Jueluo family, and you will definitely have a happy, peaceful and prosperous life. Hengxin gently patted Wanrong's face as she spoke. That love is between the fingers and does not want to leave.