When they saw her coming, the maids muttered.

"Yo, it's such a big shelf, so many of us are waiting for her with the little boy. It's really pampered and arrogant, and it's a waste of time if you don't have the ability, hehe. ”

"The ugly daughter-in-law always wants to see her in-laws, and it's useless to delay time!"

"Could it be that she wants to wait until we are all gone before presenting her things? It must be ugly, haha. ”

On a whim, the maids drank water, rested, and chattered, and they all held their arms and came over to see the jokes. In the past half a month, they have been waiting for the flower fat mist for a long time, not daring to startle the snake, not daring to cause trouble, just to slap her in the face today.

How can you let go of such a good opportunity?

The face of the flower fat mist was as cold as the moon, deaf to the ear, and walked straight to Qi Yan and Qian Wen's side, the fragrant cloud yarn in his hand was rolled into a paper tube, and the black-brown surface looked ordinary.

Qi Yan glanced at it, and a trace of disappointment flashed in his eyes.

It seems that he still expects too much from her......

Almost at the same moment, the resin mist dusted off his hands.

Sand.

Fragrant clouds pouring down!

In her hand, she is carrying a dark coat that is as wide as clouds, like the mist in the mountains, embroidered with countless full dandelions on the front, bright and moist, like the moon of Wushan, like the reflection of the black river, like a summer and spring dream, with a confusing beauty.

Qi Yan looked at the dress, his heart fluttered, and his complexion changed.

He reached out and stroked his shirt, but her move to take a step back was empty.

"What does it look like, show us!"

The maids saw that the flower fat mist was facing away from them, and found that Qi Yan and Qian Wen's faces were not right, and they jumped up for a while.

The flower fat mist whispered: "Don't touch it yet, there are more beautiful ones in the back." ”

Qi Yan looked at the delicate but not humble face of the woman in front of him, couldn't help but get up, followed her, and turned to the side of everyone together. What other surprises did he not know?

Could it be that this dandelion is just the first layer of mystery?

Right now, everyone gathered in front of the flower fat mist, and when she turned around, the ordinary fragrant cloud yarn in her hand was simply transformed, with white flowers on a black background, like a dream like a cloud, "painting a woven fan is always like a cloud, and the fine grass is like a butterfly skirt" is nothing more than that, too beautiful!

The maids gasped, their bodies froze, their veins were like ice, and they fell silent for a moment.

Bathed in envious eyes, the resin mist can't tell whether it is sad or happy in his heart.

No matter how beautiful the pattern is, no matter how beautiful the embroidery, it is all fake.

Can fake flowers be more beautiful than real flowers?

Necessarily not.

Similarly, she had seen such a look in the eyes of a negative man in her previous life. Zuo Jingshu looked at Li Jinjin's eyes, and that was it.

- so surprised, so delighted, so overwhelmed.

Who doesn't love something more beautiful?

Xia Kui frowned, seeing his embroidered bandage next to him, red as flattery, red as vulgar, humble as red, and ridiculously red. It's like trying to please something, but you can't get it.

She was about to speak, but there was a breeze that made even her shut up.

The wind came just right.

On the fragrant cloud veil, the dandelion was blown away, as fine as the white of the rain, floating in the air, like the immortal on the Nine Heavens Palace, infinitely elegant, and it was impossible to square things for a while. Ethereal and silent, cold as a, with a stream of dust in the outline, a breeze on the sleeves, and all living beings.

When all the dandelions are dispersed, the fragrant clouds reveal something crystal clear, shining in the sunlight, dazzling like a pearl.

If you look closely, it's broken jade.