Chapter 4390: : Fenghua

"Nuan Nuan, you are a beauty in the prosperous Tang Dynasty. You should wear Tang palace costumes. Why would you want to wear such Qing dynasty costumes?" I couldn't help but stand still, although I felt that the leisure of Ming dynasty ladies made me feel more comfortable. , But her dress today is indeed more fresh.
The gorgeous colors set off her coquettish face. The eyelashes are very long, and the big and bright eyes now reveal a touch of curiosity, and they are eye-catching: "Don't you look good?"
"Naturally it looks good." I smiled.
"It's so good, why don't you look at me more often?" Qi Nuannuan's smile with a hint of temptation can make it difficult for men to ditch.
"Don't dare to blaspheme when there are too many people, and when there are few people, there are not many opportunities." I said thick-skinned, Qi Nuannuan suddenly giggled, stood up slowly, and stretched out the green jade. Refers to that beautiful nail cover, crystal clear and beautiful, perfectly showing what is gold inlaid with jade: "How about these?"
I stretched out my hand to take it, and said with a smile: "Why? Have you played the Qing palace recently?"
"Hey, didn't Shanshan ruin me? For fear that we are bored and nothing to do, I don't know where we got a bunch of movies. Let us see when we are bored. Me and Qian, Dai Mei, you know the relationship between Wanyi and the others, and occasionally they will work together on the clothes design of each dynasty. Today I said that I am here to welcome you, so I dressed a little more casually, so I thought of trying this one." Qi Nuannuan gently Holding my hand, I smiled and said, "No wonder today is so colorful today, each with its own colors."
"Grandma also likes this tune, you don't know, we, we usually don't cooperate with each other, but it is a kind of fun." Qi Nuannuan said, leading me into the inner courtyard.
This is the open hall, and it seems too solemn. She took me into the aisle of the inner court, of course, she also had her own considerations, and I just followed her.
And entering the inside, from the aisle, it has been very different from the outside architectural style. It is actually the decoration of the Tang Dynasty. Although I have not studied this aspect, I can see that it is extremely elegant. A woman in palace costume is really like being in the palace.
The paper servants here are still decorated in the Tang Dynasty. The low corset, the floor-to-ceiling hem, and the vermilion lips and rouge all give me a time gap.
"Look there." Qi Nuannuan, like a few treasures, motioned me to look around the edge of the walkway. There was a shallow waterway. More than a hundred koi carps were swimming in the water, and there were a few lotus leaves dotted with it, which made me feel at once. As if back to the earth.
"The decoration of your mansion always makes me want to copy, and I envy others." I looked at the decoration style that I had obviously pondered, and of course I was very envious.
"Your study still uses my design many years ago. No one is allowed to change it. If you like it, I will change it for you from time to time." Qi Nuannuan laughed.
"Haha, forget it, the old one feels like home, and I'm used to your design. I just come to you for vacation occasionally." I laughed.
"Really?" Qi Nuannuan asked, and I was taken aback, and then nodded: "Well, these years I have gathered little and separated more. Every time I come back, I always think of you, but I always can't see you."
"I thought..." Qi Nuannuan raised his head, and when he looked at me, there was already a ripple in his eyes, and gently embraced her in his arms, and said: "How do I feel that you are more and more a girl when you live," And the more I live, the more old-fashioned?"
"That's because you often sleep and eat outside, and I am only responsible for dressing up, thinking about how to be happy." Qi Nuannuan burst into laughter.
"It's really effective. I really don't know who is younger, Qingling, or you." I laughed, and Qi Nuannuan couldn't help groaning: "You, you are always so likable, but I think more about it every time, but I'm used to the loneliness of the deep palace, and I've long been used to being quiet."
Women in the Tang Dynasty were more bold and unrestrained when men and women were alone compared to other times. This does not refer to the warming up of emotions between men and women caused by physical contact, but the reliance and expectation revealed by their eyes and expectations, which always makes people want Work hard to give back their enthusiasm.
I couldn't help but lift her chin, lowered my head and kissed her cherry lips. The delicate touch really made all men dazzled.
"Um..." Qi Nuannuan gently broke away from my embrace, fingers covered her lips, hesitated in his eyes and said: "One day, Qingling that child..."
"These years, you must have alienated me on purpose because of this child, right?" I shook my head and smiled bitterly.
Qi Nuannuan heard me express her thoughts, and the emotions in her eyes also fluctuated. There is no doubt that she has struggled very hard over the years. The child Zheng Qingling has grown up with me since he was a child. The blood relationship naturally did not regard me as a role like a father. This may also be the reason why I did not take care of her too much.
At the age of thirteen or fourteen, when the love affair began, he expressed his feelings to me. Of course, this made me and Qi Nuannuan quite passive. After that, Qi Nuannuan began to alienate me intentionally or unintentionally, which really made me very passive.
"If our mother and daughter only have one chance, it is naturally to be given to this child... As for me... Xia Qing can do this, Nuan Nuan has no regrets." Qi Nuan Nuan finally couldn't help but say it, maybe this is because These years of separation gave her a buffer to think about and decide.
After Zheng Qingling grew up, he entered and left the Women's Army, and he already regarded himself as a member of the Women's Army, and even as the woman next to me. This made the aristocratic prince who should have stepped through the threshold and had countless closed doors without even stepping on the threshold. People were shocked.
The worst is the little nephew who grew up with her childhood sweetheart. She has been beaten up until now, but she has never been able to wait for her to like it. He has let down a good boy, and fears that in another twenty years, the little nephew will be afraid Entering middle age.
Of these two generations of disciples, which one does not already hold important powers or masters important occupations, naturally there are countless favored ones. Just like Zhang Xiaofei’s children, now they all marry wives and have children. This Xiaofei is about to become a grandfather, even if there is a generation gap. It is not as serious as in the family generation, but I also have to feel ashamed of the rapid changes in this era.
"What are you talking about? She knows how to deal with her affairs. It's not a kid anymore, but you, no matter how hard you are, you will become an old woman in your mood." I joked.
However, Qi Nuannuan was stunned for a while, and there was already a lot of resentment on his face: "Is Nuannuan old?"
I didn't know that she would care about this so much, so I immediately touched her head and said, "I'm young, and my skin is fairer and tenderer than that of a fourteen or five-year-old girl. Compared with me, the difference is not too big."
"Nonsense, you must comfort me." Qi Nuannuan said in disbelief. Seeing her acting like a baby, she actually has a unique taste, and her noble temperament makes her smile and smile seem icing on the cake, perfect.
"When you say that, you really need to verify whether it is comforting." I looked at the warm house in the courtyard, Qi Nuannuan was also a little timid for a while, and the blush on his cheeks was even more obvious.
Entering the room, it is decorated with calligraphy and painting, full of literary spirit.
In one of the paintings, the man in the painting is Ling Fengyijian, the clouds are violent, and the ink and wash are rendered around it. It is really majestic, and there is a familiar feeling that I can't remember where I have seen it.
"The sword is full of grace, the sadness is deep in the rippling painting, the clothes are in the wind, and my belly is full of ink and forgetting to leave." I read the poem in the painting, and saw the name of the last inscription. It was immediately clear: "It's hers. The painting, even the words are mentioned, is it a new painting?"
"It's Xing Wenqing." Qi Nuannuan smiled.
"Is she okay?" I sat on the Zen chair and put Qi Nuannuan in my arms. She couldn't help but sneered and said, "I have to ask other little girls at this time, are they out of date?"
"Hang this girl's painting in the greenhouse, is it just to attract my attention?" I laughed, Qi Nuannuan leaned on me, looked at the painting, and said quietly, "I missed you. It took a lot of effort to invite this painting, it can be regarded as a reward, isn't it?"
Hearing such an answer, if I fail her again, I will be a bit cruel.