Chapter 91: Warm Chinese New Year's Eve

"You are indeed lonely and cold, but you are good-looking, free and easy, Yan Jun, I never get tired of looking at it. That's going to be it, right?! ”

After putting on his clothes, he pulled her to the big bronze mirror in front of the bed, pointed to the two figures in the mirror and asked, "Who is good-looking among these two people in the mirror?" ”

"Do you still need to ask? Of course it's you! ”

"This woman's eyebrows are like cigarettes, her eyes are refreshing, her skin is like cream, although she is not fairy-looking, she is also smart and well-behaved, elegant and dusty. When she is happy, her clear eyes will smile like a crescent moon, and the corners of her lips will smile out of a charming pear blossom nest. The sun shining on the snowy fields of the mountains melts the hardest ice in the world! ”

His words made her gaze on the bronze mirror pause, and she carefully looked at her figure.

Before entering the palace to perform, she looked in the mirror for the first time and felt that she was petite, and her whole body had just begun to develop.

All over the body, except for the milky white skin and the eyebrows and eyes that are more delicate than others, there seems to be no benefit.

After half a year, she has grown a finger taller, and after the childishness on her face has receded, she exudes the vitality of youth and her elegant and dusty temperament.

In addition to the youthfulness of the girl, the loose clothes faintly reveal sultry feelings.

"Xia Qian, you are the one sent by God to take me out of the sea of suffering!"

Oliver?

Seeing that his handsome face was flushed with sadness, Xia Qian asked suspiciously, "Are you very bitter in your heart?" ”

"Yes, that place has been cold and damp for many years, and if there is no sunlight shining in, it will really be over!"

The doubts in her eyes were a little thicker, even if there was no bright future, he was still the noble young master of the General's Mansion, with a worry-free life and no worries about food and clothing.

Where does suffering come from?

Could it be that Kuo Tianchen and others made things difficult for him?

Thinking of this, she took his hand and comforted him with a smile: "Don't worry, the wound on my hand was much worse than your chilblain at that time, and you see that there is not even a scar left now." You've passed the assessment and become a pro-soldier, and everything will be fine! ”

"Young Master, Young Madam, the Chinese New Year's Eve dinner is ready!" Qingyue's voice came from outside the door.

"Come in!"

Huo Zun commanded, and pulled Xia Qian out of the bedroom.

The maids screamed in surprise when they saw their young master's new hairstyle.

Until the second jar of wine entered the stomach, they were still praising their young master's appearance and the young lady's superb craftsmanship.

"My outfit has been serious for so many years, and it's rare to be free and easy, so you can praise a few more words, and drink a few more drinks with you while I'm happy!"

As soon as Huo Zun's words came out, there was a commotion in the West Garden.

Those who tasted food, talked and laughed, and poured wine were all busy.

On weekdays, their young master is completely a paralyzed face that will not be patronized by joy, anger and sorrow, and they don't even dare to say a word of air when they can't look at it at every turn with their cold eyes, and it is rare to chat with him at this moment, so they naturally have to be courteous to show their respect for their master.

"The young master is a generation of heroes, you can't use a small cup to drink like us girls, you have to change it to a big bowl!" Bai Bing said and took a delicate silver bowl.

Huo Zun took the bowl and chuckled, and replied, "It seems that you guys are planning to get me drunk today!" ”

"Young master, you look drunk, the slaves and maids haven't seen it yet, but our young lady is really good-looking when she is drunk!" Kiyotsuki smiled and added two plates of hot dishes with wine to the table.

Xia Qian frowned and glanced at Qingyue, and then continued: "You guys have a good chat, why are you talking about me again?"

There was laughter in the west courtyard, and Qingyue said that this was the most lively Spring Festival in the four years she had been in the General's Mansion, and it was also the happiest Spring Festival for their young master.

When the wine was halfway through, except for Bai Bing and Yu Nuan, the other four maids were all drunk and hazy, and they all stretched their waists and went back to the room to sleep.

Xia Qian drank a shallow amount of wine, and she drank half of the wine she toasted, and Huo Zun drank half of it for her.

"The young lady is already getting drunk, if she drinks like this again, it is estimated that we will all fall, and the young master will not be able to get drunk!" Yu Nuan smiled and gave Xia Qian a bowl of hot soup.

"Who said that, I'm not drunk yet!" Xia Qian took the soup and tasted it shallowly.

Yu Nuan looked at her, smiled and stretched out three fingers, "Within three cups, young lady, you must fall!" ”

Squeak –

There was a crisp sound, and the door was pushed open.

Mingyu walked in with a fine food box.