Chapter 22 Lu Nian is getting more and more verbose
The original owner is not ugly, but the pursuit of a slender figure is too harsh, and he looks thin and dull like a piece of paper on weekdays, and it seems to be about to fall when the wind blows.
In addition, the original owner is always worried and resentful, so the whole person is as if he has never eaten enough.
The chin is thin, the cheeks are pale, and no matter how happy you are, you have a cold and gloomy temperament that can't be changed.
But she also likes to wear wide and gorgeous clothes the most.
She has a small skeleton that can't hold up, and she wears it like a child stealing adult clothes.
He walks like a ghost, with a grandstanding comic.
Chi Suihe was often frightened by himself when he passed by the bronze mirror at night, so he deliberately added some meat, so he wanted to make himself look healthier.
But the cook in this house doesn't know if it's the reincarnation of the god of food, and the meals are so appetizing that she even wants to swallow the bowl.
Now it seems that she is much healthier, but it seems that she has overmade up for it.
Chi Suihe wanted to cry without tears, and her head fell to the table, and the cold touch in her imagination did not come, and a resistance stopped her head.
Lu Nian's hand with a handkerchief supported her face, "Miss, the table is cold." β
Chi Suihe lifted his eyes to look at him, and his gaze unconsciously moved down to his narrow waist, which was close at hand.
His figure is exquisitely proportioned, and his belt is meticulously buckled, making him more upright and energetic.
I can't help but compare my hands with nothingness, and then put it on the sample clothes that have broken the waistline.
It's okay, it's okay.
Then the corners of his mouth twitched when he thought of something: "Don't all the nobles in Beijing skip meals!" Everyone looks at what they are reducing like bamboo poles! That's all the fabric for this waistβ"
Chi Suihe squeezed his fingers to make a little position, "Who can wear it!" β
Apparently forgetting the time when she was so thin and out of appearance that she didn't look like before.
Lian'er saw that her wrinkled face was really funny, and bent her lips and poured her tea and coaxed her to eat snacks.
"Yes, Miss Slave is the best now, those noble ladies may be preparing to go to the Baisheng Temple to pray for blessings on the first day of the new year.
It is said that the princes who are not yet married will go, and there will also be many noble sons in the capital. The young lady has always disliked the clean place like the temple, so naturally she does not need to refrain from deliberately reducing the amount of food. β
"Hundred Holy Temples Blessing?"
"Yes, Miss forgot? Every fifteenth day of the new year is the day when people with wishes go to the Baisheng Temple on the outskirts of Beijing to pray for blessings, but the young lady never goes, and it is normal not to remember. β
Chi Suihe only felt that this place sounded familiar, and after thinking about it, the alarm bell sounded in his heart.
After putting it down, he quickly sent the pastry in his mouth, and blurted out a resounding word to Shang Lian'er's puzzled eyes:
"Naturally, I'm going, and from tomorrow, I'm going to start losing weight!"
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"Lian'er, what's wrong with Sui He today? Why don't you look interested? But what's wrong with your body? If you don't want to come, just rest at home. β
Lian'er glanced at her own lady who was chanting at the foot of the mountain, and whispered a rough description of yesterday's events.
Qian Lan and Chi Jiahe were silent as they looked at the petite people who came over.
But if you look closely, it seems that she is really a lot rounder?
The shriveled and thin cheeks have more soft flesh, and the complexion is no longer morbidly pale.
The white skin is pink, the complexion is ruddy, and when he laughs, he drives the fine flesh on the cheeks, which is cute and pleasing, and people can't help but want to pinch it.
Chi Jiahe saw that her hands were itchy, so she continued to smile and said, "Mother and sister should go up with the sedan chair man, and you can still have fresh food at the top of the mountain before noon." β
"What about you?"
"Me? I'm going to go up on my own! β
Chi Jiahe was stunned for a moment, thinking that he had split his ears, "Go up?" β
"That's right, only when I go up can I let the mountain god see my sincerity, and my prayer will be effective."
Behind her is the most famous Baisheng Mountain in the suburbs of Beijing, which is famous because the Baisheng Temple is located on the top of the mountain.
Today, the saint is obsessed with seeking immortals and asking, and attaches great importance to the Baisheng Temple, which is closest to the palace, and even brings more pilgrims to the temple.
At first, people just followed the trend, and most of them often went to the Hundred Saints Monastery according to the will of the Holy One, or to seek good health, or to have a smooth marriage, or to have more children and more blessings.
Over time, people found that the blessing of this temple was extremely effective, and the saying that the Baisheng Temple was blessed by the mountain god gradually spread.
On the fifteenth day of every month, the people will find a reason to come to the temple to pray for blessings.
The Baisheng Temple is said to be good anywhere, the only deficiency is that it is built on the top of the mountain, the mountain is high and the road is long, and it takes a lot of effort to get to the temple.
However, this adds a bit of mystery to the Hundred Saints' Temple.
If everyone can be blessed by God, this god is too casual.
God does not love the world, but only those for whom the muscles and bones are hungry and the body is empty.
It's just that most of the pilgrims who come and go in the capital are pampered people, and they are used to being served on weekdays, so how can they endure this hardship.
As a result, there was the emergence of the sedan chair driver's line, who was responsible for carrying the noble lady up and making a living from it.
To each his own, God should not be too talkative.
As far as the eye can see, the mountain peaks are towering into the clouds and cannot be seen, only the golden brilliance of the Baisheng Temple can be faintly seen hidden in the clouds and clouds, as if you really have to enjoy the holy light.
Chi Suihe was dazzled, and the next moment his head was covered with a shadow.
You don't have to turn your head to know who it is, and your voice is crisp, "Thank you Lu Nian." β
Chi Jiahe saw that her expression was serious and not like a joke, and somehow, he turned his head to look at Lu Nian.
"This Hundred Saints Mountain is high and the road is long, and now is the season when the ants and insects in the forest are raging, if she wants to mess around, will you also indulge her?"
"What the eldest lady does has the Miss's plan, and the slaves are all under the orders of the eldest Miss."
Chi Jiahe glanced at Chi Suihe, who was flushed, and then looked at Lu Nian, who seemed to be swearing to follow him to the end, and was depressed.
"Huh?" Chi Suihe looked at Chi Jiahe's back and scratched his head at a loss, "Is my sister angry?" β
"I don't know." Crisp three words, simple and clear.
The two of them stood with big eyes and stared at each other, looking a little dazed.
Qian Lan stepped forward to hold Chi Suihe's hand and commanded gently.
"Jiahe is worried about you but I'm embarrassed to say, if you want to walk, I will ask the sedan chair driver to follow you, take care of yourself, don't be reckless."
After speaking, he looked at Lu Nian and took out some of the majesty of the housewife, "Take care of the eldest lady, the eldest lady's daughter's body, there is no room for the slightest mistake, otherwise..."
"We all know, mother will go first, we will chase you behind, maybe who will go to the Hundred Saints Temple first."
Chi Suihe smiled and gently pushed her, waved his hand at her, and then pulled Lu Nian to the other side.
"I'm sorry, Lu Nian, it's obvious that I am bent on going my own way, but my mother and sister are worried that I will spill their dissatisfaction on you."
"Why are you sorry, Miss? The slave is your guard, and it is your duty to protect you as a slave, if you really have any mishaps..."
"Alright, alright."
Chi Suihe pursed his lips, "Lu Nian is getting more and more verbose. β
Miss annoyed him?
Lu Nian touched his eyebrows, his expression a little distressed.