Chapter 41: Dressing Up

For a long time, Iris thought that Xiao Zhuo was a cruel and ruthless person, and even she thought in advance that Feng Qingxuan would die in his hands, but she never thought that Xiao Zhuo would say that she would take Feng Qingxuan out of the house for a walk.

On the way back, Feng Qingxuan was in a good mood, the smile kept on her lips, and Iris was worried when she saw it: "Master, the prince is suddenly going to take you out, will there be any conspiracy, or don't go out today." ”

Feng Qingxuan was bent on leaving the house, how could she care if Xiao Zhuo was safe or not, she comforted Iris: "Iris, don't worry, we just go out for a walk, nothing will happen." ”

However, looking at the lifeless appearance of Fuzhong, she couldn't figure it out: "Iris, it's not that today is Chinese New Year's Eve, it's a lively day, why is the mansion so deserted, even people can't see it." ”

Iris was silent, looked around, pulled Feng Qingxuan to walk a few steps quickly, returned to the courtyard, and entered the house again, before saying, "Master, you can't say Chinese New Year's Eve in the Qin King's Mansion." ”

Feng Qingxuan looked at her indifferently and asked, "Why can't you say it?" ”

Seeing that Iris probed outside the door and closed the door, she walked to Feng Qingxuan's side and said softly: "Because today is the death day of Grandpa Wang's mother, this is the rule of the Qin Royal Mansion, but on Chinese New Year's Eve, the master can remember that going out with Wang Ye today can not annoy Wang Ye." ”

Feng Qingxuan looked like she understood, and nodded: "I know, I won't annoy him." After speaking, she walked to the mirror, opened the box, took out a white magnolia flower golden hairpin, fiddled left and right with the mirror and put it on her head, and then took it down, she frowned, and said to herself: "Why is there a red piece on the side of this hairpin." ”

Iris walked over to take a look, took it in her hand silently, and then took out a vermilion hairpin from the box: "Master, you see how beautiful this hairpin is, let's wear this." ”

Feng Qingxuan shook her head, and still took the hairpin from Iris's hand: "I think this hairpin is the best-looking, but it is dyed with other colors." ”

Iris's eyes darkened, she couldn't forget that it was the golden hairpin that Feng Qingxuan used to commit suicide, but at some point, this hairpin returned to the box, and she clearly remembered that this hairpin was thrown out by herself after arriving at the Qin Wangfu.

Iris fluttered her eyelids, feeling that things were not as simple as this, she said that she took the hairpin from Feng Qingxuan's hand, she looked at Feng Qingxuan who was not wearing powder in the mirror, and said slowly: "Master, don't bring these headdresses when you go out, so as not to be burdensome, and the fun is not enough, and Iris will comb your hair for a while, it must be better than not wearing a hairpin." ”

Feng Qingxuan listened, so she reluctantly gave the hairpin to Iris, and then watched Iris weave her hair in a bun and decorate a beaded flower in it, Iris chose a red plum blossom cloak for Feng Qingxuan to wear, and the hair between the collars looked warm.

Feng Qingxuan stood in front of the mirror and looked left and right, and couldn't help but smile on her face: "Iris, it's so beautiful." ”

Iris stood beside Feng Qingxuan and sighed slightly: "The master was originally born with a good look, as if the Nine Heavens Goddess had descended to earth, and anyone who saw it would have to take a few more looks." ”

Iris stretched out her hand to sort out her clothes, and saw that the jade pendant tied around her waist was also taken off: "Master, this is a gift from the prince, you must not let the prince see it, otherwise the prince will not take you out." ”

As soon as she heard the words not to take her out, Feng Qingxuan hurriedly pushed the jade pendant into Iris's hand: "Then I won't bring it, anyway, I can bring it in the future." ”

Iris looked at Feng Qingxuan's heartless appearance, and couldn't help worrying for her, whether the current life was not as bitter as before, but I was afraid that there would always be bad people who wanted to harm her.

Feng Qingxuan always didn't care, she was bent on going out of the house, sometimes looking at the sky through the window, the sky outside was getting dark, and the moon was hanging in the air, it was evening at this time, Jin Xiao was entrusted to the door by Xiao Zhuo, Feng Qingxuan saw someone coming, and walked to the door happily, Jin Xiao bowed respectfully to her and said: "Miss Feng, the prince has prepared a carriage and is waiting for you outside the mansion." ”