The morning light has scratched the horizon, and Chang'an, the "first city", is still prosperous.

All kinds of stalls are scattered on the streets, becoming a "thick" stroke of light ink on this picture scroll of the fairy capital.

Luo Rou started the day's operation of the store early in the morning, and strands of hair like willow lingered in her ears.

The beads of sweat on her forehead accompanied her kneading dough hand, dripping down, and small calluses formed on her hands.

It has been many days since the end of the Chang'an Lantern Festival, and the red lanterns on the streets have been almost unloaded.

"Xiaoman!"

In the prime minister's house, a manservant carried a bucket of water, holding it firmly with both hands, swaying from side to side.

"Huh?"

In the courtyard, the delicate figure hurriedly took off his apron and wiped his face against a scoop of water in the kitchen, "Hey, here!"

Xiao Man waved his hand, and his dark little face showed snow-white lips and teeth, "Did you buy it?"

The manservant looked immature, and he was only seventeen or eighteen years old, and he gently lowered the bucket to the ground, his eyes flickered, and he looked around, "Shhh

Xiao Man punched him in the chest, and said angrily: "What's so embarrassing!

The girl's eyes were like stars, pure and innocent, full of anticipation, holding her hands together and stomping her feet gently.

"Really, you're too young!"

"Give it or not!"

The girl's small hand clenched into a fist and lifted the manservant's chin, "To give it or not?"

"Here!" the manservant shuddered as he thought of the young man with the red sword in his heart, and took out a white bottle from his belt.

"Just such a bottle?" Xiaoman touched the small bottle, "Is it done?"

The manservant covered Xiao Man's mouth, "Don't you dare, aunt and grandmother! This bottle of rouge is not cheap, and when the time comes, your young master will return it to me!"

He looked rather distressed, and hesitated several times as he put the bottle into the girl's hand.

"All right!" the girl was overjoyed, and longed to hold it in her heart.

After the valet left, she sneaked out of the courtyard.

In the backyard, there was the sound of laughter from time to time, and the shadows surrounded the flower beds, pruning the flowers and plants according to Li Ruofu's instructions.

These women, all of whom were only fifteen or sixteen years old, were attentive and diligent, and could make small talk when they were not trimming.

"Sisters, do you see this is it?"

Xiao Man hesitated for a moment at the door, put the fat powder bottle on his chest, and looked at the jade-faced sisters from afar.

"It's Xiaoman, but what's the matter?"

"Sister, is this rouge powder?"

The woman took the vial, observed it carefully, opened the cap and smelled it, and smiled, "Yes, it is indeed a good fat powder!"

"Really!" Xiao Man's delicate body must be like a flower on his little black face.

"Sister Xiaoman, ...... are you" The woman handed the fat powder bottle to Xiaoman, with a little doubt in her eyes, and the autumn wave fell on the little girl.

Xiao Man hurriedly shook his head, carrying the fat powder bottle, his heart was so chaotic that he didn't even have the courage to look up, so he turned his head and ran back.

"Alas, what's wrong with that girl?" asked the maid on the side when she saw Xiao Man leaving in a hurry.

"What's on my mind...... I don't know when Nian Gongzi will come back. ”

Xiaoman trotted all the way, her heart was already fluctuating at the moment, she touched her face against the water in the tank, pinching and pinching.

The black charcoal face looked withered and old, the same as the old bark of the yard.

Hanazaki is as cold as frost, she is simply a natural ice beauty, but she can treat the young master so gently.

Miss Lin is heroic, enthusiastic, brilliant and impeccable!

Even if he is so good, can the young master take a more look at himself?

Ah!

The pinched face ached, looking at the girl in a daze in the water tank, staring at the thin and dark self in the tank.

When the time comes, will the young master also take me?

If it was Hanasaki-sama instead of Koman who followed him in the end, then where would I go?

took out the fat powder bottle in her hand, the girl stared at it and watched it with fascination, and her memories were pulled back one by one.

In the past four or five years, the young master will think about himself when he gets anything, sugar gourd, chicken in the imperial dining room, meat buns.......

Feeling the gentleman a review, thinking of the Jun Dynasty and the twilight.

Even if the young master doesn't want Xiaoman, Xiaoman is willing to stay by his side.

The circle is full and the little is full.

The girl smiled stupidly, showing her white teeth, and her mind was full of the teenager who had received her four years earlier.