"I don't like it. ”

Huaxin almost immediately denied the white fox's question, as if he hesitated for a second, and the word "no" would not be able to be spoken.

After speaking, there seemed to be a flash of lightning in her heart, and she subconsciously glanced at the gate of the courtyard. The weak-hearted gaze happened to fall into the ink pupils that were as dusty as the light.

The two looked at each other for a long time, and Guang Tongchen's face did not change for a moment, but he took out the sundries purchased from the Qiankun bag and put them on the table at will.

Huaxin didn't dare to look at him, so she had to pretend to look at the objects on the table, except for the pastries she loved to eat, but the most ordinary firewood, rice, oil, salt, sauce, vinegar tea.

In the end, He Guang Tongchen took out a carved hollow rosewood box, which was originally handed to her, but it was folded halfway and was casually left in a crowd of miscellaneous items by him, which was very conspicuous.

The painter couldn't help but reach for it, opened the sandalwood box, and saw a gorgeous Cabernet Smoke Dress, which was much more exquisite and gorgeous than her wedding dress.

The blood silkworm knows the brocade, the red is like a haze, the flower branches embroidered with gold and silver threads are oblique, the shark beads are the clouds and water, and the phoenix feathers turn into a golden mountain.

Just like the one she wore in Shuyi's painting.

It was also the same as the one she wore that day when she stood under the moon arch in the Qinglou and said goodbye to Heguang Tongchen.

It's just that the workmanship and materials are in between, although they can't be compared with the magic skills of the Nine Heavens Weaver Girl, they are really much better than the shoddy imitations sent by Nan Muli.

Before the painting heart was hot, he was caught off guard by a green shadow and snatched it directly.

As soon as Qing Jiuying, who was a little slower, rushed back, he saw Huaxin's eyebrows and eyes crooked with a smile holding the Cabernet Smoke Luo Dress, and he was angry and sulky in his heart for some reason.

He stuffed the cigarette skirt he snatched from Huaxin's hand directly into the white fox's hand, and smiled brightly at Huaxin, "Master, you can't touch it, in case it is broken, I specially bought it back and gave it to Sister Wanling." ”

Huaxin didn't look at him, his eyes swept from the Yanluo skirt, not to mention the relationship between her and Heguang Tongchen about this skirt, that is, the workmanship and materials of this skirt are not only the handiwork that Qing Jiuying can take?

She smiled and said nothing. She thought that Heguang Tongchen would clean up this nonsense guy and give her the cigarette skirt, but who knew that Heguang Tongchen just stood quietly and didn't say a word.

After not seeing movement for a long time, the painting heart raised his eyes to see the dust with the light, but with the dust with the light but raised his eyes to look at the sky.

Drawing the Heart, "......"

The white fox keenly captured the flickering loss in the eyes of the painting, the fox was cunning, so she was as smart as her, and naturally understood everything, but deliberately did not expose Qing Jiuying's lies, and smiled back very cooperatively, "I didn't expect you to have a good eye, it's really good-looking, I'll go in and change it for you." ”

"Okay, go quickly, although the clothes are beautiful, they must look better on Sister Wanling. ”

Wan Ling waited for another half a day, except for Qing Jiuying who echoed her, the other two were as if they were dead, and they didn't say a word.

Seeing that the two gods and Buddhas were carrying them with dignity, Wan Ling really went to the house to change into them with a brocade dress.

She has always liked white, and it is the first time to wear this bewitching red, in fact, to be precise, before the painting was seriously injured and comatose, few people dared to brazenly wear red clothes to swagger, and it was easy to make her emperor and old man unhappy.

When Wanling came out, when he walked by Heguang Tongchen's side, he deliberately stopped, raised his eyes and glanced at the living Buddha with beads in his eyes, and felt more and more that he was born with warmth and elegance, and he could enter the painting with a pen.