Chapter 130: thrush

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The young man's posture was very long and tall, like a loose and tall, dark blue robe worn on him, which was noble and elegant. His pupils were dark and dark, with deep and shallow coldness, but the corners of his mouth were hooked, with a little carefree Sarcasm.
The sentence "Mrs." is so low-alcohol as wine that everyone who heard it was drunk.
He Yan is also the same, only feel that the place brushed by his breath is instantly stiff, there is nothing to say for a while.
Miss Yan bit her lip and looked at Xiao Jue. Her heart was half stunning and half jealous. Such a beautiful man who has won the best of the world has already got married, or is it the villager beside him? By what!
Seeing He Yan said nothing, Xiao Jue raised his eyebrows and calmed down his voice a little more, "She bullied you?"
He Yan was so scared that an excited spirit came back and was about to speak. Ms. Yan first spoke to her step by step. She said: "This son, the little girl did not bully people. But it was with this... girl. Just the same piece of clothing."
When Miss Yan speaks with Xiao Jue, it is not as aggressive as that of Fang Cai. The gentleness is like changing a person, and her eyes are reluctant to move away from Xiao Jue.
"But I heard it just now. You are saying that our young lady has no money!" Lin Shuanghe was afraid that the world would not be disordered. He shook his fan and said, "I can't even listen to my butler."
housekeeper? On the one hand, the Tsing Yi man, who didn't dare to squeak, was secretly stunned. What kind of son did he think he didn't want to be a steward? It's terrible, this pedestrian's appearance is extraordinary, shouldn't it be a big man to Jiyang? I don't know if I have offended anyone?
Xiao Jue asked He Yan, "Can there be a choice?"
He Yan shook his head.
Miss Yan handed over the water-blue dress that Fang Caihe Yan looked at and held in her hand, and smiled: "If the girl really likes this dress, the little girl is willing to cut love."
He Yan: "..."
Is Xiao Jue's face so useful? This attitude becomes, and is not a person before and after. Good looks really take advantage, He Yan thought sourly.
Xiao Jue only gave her a light look, but didn't reach for it, and said to the standing Tsing Yi man: "What's upstairs?"
"If you go back to your son," the young man replied with sweat, "we embroider Luofang in five layers. The third to fifth layers are all women's clothing. The fifth layer of clothes is the most expensive and designed for the noble. Yes, the price is... higher."
"Take the treasure of your Xiufang town shop."
Miss Yan's face froze.
He Yan was also taken aback, pulling Xiao Jue's sleeve and whispered: "No, I just wear it casually..."
Whatever the conditions at home dare to choose the most expensive, He Yan felt very inappropriate.
Xiao Jue looked calm: "Shut up."
The folks at Xiuluofang were individuals. They only said, "Please wait." Immediately, they went upstairs, and not long after, they came down holding a small box wrapped in soft satin and placed the box on the round table in the house.
He opened the lock, the box opened, and carefully held a thin pale white embroidered skirt from the inside. The pattern of this skirt was not complicated, not as fancy as the fancy, but the sunlight penetrated from the window and shone on the fabric. The plain white color actually reflects the rainbow-like colors, looming, like mermaid scales, with a faint blue purple powder. It is thin and soft, not like anything on earth.
"This is a garment woven from mongoose yarn, not to mention Luofang. I dare say that there is only one piece in Jiyang and Dawei. This mongoose yarn was bought from a sea merchant with a lot of money. All the other materials were made to Her Royal Highness, and the last point was made into this piece of tears, because in the sun, the dress will emit the color of the tears of the shark. The official, this is what we have in our store The treasure of the town shop."
Xiao Jue glanced over the clothing in the hands of the buddy and said, "Reluctantly."
He Yan felt that what did so much bells and whistles do not just mean clothes. What scorpion yarn is similar to what there are sharks in this world, but it is just to find a gimmick, how can anyone believe it.
"How much?" Lin Shuanghe asked.
The little man reached out a finger: "One hundred gold."
"One hundred gold?" He Yan was surprised, "Why don't you grab it!"
A piece of clothing sells for a hundred gold, which is too extravagant! She did not have such luxury when she was your son and wife.
The man laughed: "Mrs. Mo should look down on this dress. In addition to looking good, it is also a baby. It can be used as a self-defense. The knife and gun are not immersed in water and fire. A piece of clothes is a little more expensive, but one piece Baby one hundred gold, it is already very cheap."
"It's not necessary," Chiwu whispered to the flying slaves on the side: "Does your lady, who can afford this dress, go to the mountains of fire without any problems? Really unnecessary."
"Just this one." Xiao Jue said indifferently: "Pick a few more, just take the fifth floor and take it away."
"Good!" The little boy was overjoyed. Such generous guests are not encountered every day. They simply hit the iron while hot and continued: "Do you want to see our jewelry in Luofang together? This piece of tears 'It's best to take a button bead, peony, pearl hairpin, a pair of exquisite white jade pendants, and shoes of the same color. Our lady's beauty that is rare for a hundred years is not a disappointment."
He Yan: "?"
Xiao Jue: "You look at the pick."
Miss Yan on the one side was dumbfounded, and He Yan felt inappropriate, pulling Xiao Jue's clothes, pulling him down to his side, and said: "Too wasteful!"
Xiao Jue's tone was very weak: "Release."
He Yan immediately let go.
The little guy was really like Xiao Jue said. He picked some clothes and some jewelry. He took a small box and came over to the crowd. After finishing the inventory, he closed the box and said, "Total Two hundred gold."
He Yan wanted to faint.
Xiao Jue said to Lin Shuanghe: "Pay."
Lin Shuanghe was startled: "...me?"
"Otherwise I pay? Butler."
Lin Shuanghe: "..."
He had some misery, so he had to draw a silver ticket from his sleeve and handed it over. He grinned reluctantly, "Okay, ok, small payment."
When the silver ticket was about to be handed over, Xiao Jue said: "Slow down."
Everyone had a meal, and He Yan was so happy, why did he suddenly find that he was too arrogant and wanting to turn back?
Xiao Jue looked at Miss Yan, slightly hooked her lips, and said slowly: "Forgot to ask if this man also fancy the same box of clothes. If he likes it, Qiao is willing to cut love."
Miss Yan’s face is extremely ugly. Although her family is rich, she doesn’t always take two hundred gold at home. Besides, there are tailors at home who specialize in clothes. They spend two hundred dollars to buy things in the clothing store. Hard to pass. This beautiful, excessive man... is clearly venting his wife!
She gritted her teeth: "Taking care of my son, I... don't like it."
Xiao Jue nodded and ordered Feinu to put away the box and was about to leave, and then looked at the other party, "kindly remind you."
Everyone was startled.
The man who looked like a beautiful jade had a gentle eyebrow, but his tone was full of mean irony.
"The skin color is too dark, and the clothes embroidered in Luofang are not suitable for you. Change one."
...
Until downstairs, Lin Shuanghe still smiled while holding his belly.
"Ha ha ha ha ha ha ha! Huai... Master, you are so mean to speak, you didn’t see the face of the girl just now, my God, if I were her, I couldn’t sleep tonight! A heart from you fell on you, Even if you refuse, it would be so ironic, my God, ha ha ha ha ha ha."
He Yan also felt that Xiao Jue's move was too naive, but what surprised her more was not this. She caught up with Xiao Jue in two or three steps and asked, "The reason why she just wanted to take the clothes I chose was because she couldn't wear these colors?"
She said that she came to Jiyang for the first time and had no grievances with the other party. Later, when I heard Xiao Jue said this before I left, I realized that when Xu Shidong introduced the ready-made clothes to her at the time, she bite a "skin white", which made Miss Yan unhappy. There is such a person in the world, who doesn't have it, and sees what others have, so he is jealous.
"Aren't you a lie? You can bear it?" Xiao Jue's expression returned to indifference, and he scorned: "I can't see her jealous of you?"
"How can I know that I still have something to be jealous of," He Yan muttered, "especially being jealous of women."
It is often the case that men are jealous. It’s the feeling of being jealous of women because of their ability to run fast. In this way, I feel that the jealousy among women is also very cute, but it is just a fight, and it is just a little stumbling. Unlike a man, he can't move without a fight.
And...she asked Xiao Jue: "Am I very white? So she is jealous? Am I very white?"
I usually see her as a teenager dressing up, and I have already seen the habit of seeing. At first glance, she sees that she will disperse her long hair. Although she is still wearing a teenager's clothes, her eyes are smart and charming. She is indeed a girl. Although she looks a little silly, ...
Xiao Jue looked away: "Like black carbon."
He Yan: "..."
Will this person die if he says something nice?
Behind them, the two pink-clothed girls who just bought were afraid to talk, and Chiwu looked at the picture of He Yan deliberately teasing Xiao Jue in the front, rubbed his arms, and couldn’t help but say to Fei Nu:
This He Yan, It's a little too fast to integrate into the role... you see him now, he just treats himself as a woman. My goose bumps are all up, it's strange to be uncomfortable."
Fei Nu: "Don't look at it, don't listen to it."
...
After returning to the inn, the two young ladies glanced at He Yan first, and one of them said timidly: "Madam and slaves, go up and clean the house for you first. You will come back in a moment."
He Yan: "...Okay."
After the two little girls went upstairs, He Yan asked: "This is the maid you bought? It's too young!"
The two little girls looked at most twelve or thirteen years old. I wonder if they were so big or too immature because they were too thin. They looked exactly the same, they were twins.
Lin Shuanghe replied: "No way, our young master is too beautiful. If we find someone who is similar to you in age, we will inevitably have a different mind. What if we crawled in the young man's bed half the night? Only to find such a young one is not conscious. ,Safe and reliable."
Upon hearing this, He Yan felt that Lin Shuanghe was simply a genius. What he said was very reasonable. Judging from the response of Miss Yan in Xiuluofang just now, Xiao Jue's face, this figure, was indeed enough to attract bees and butterflies. Be careful.
Lin Shuanghe said again: "Don't look at the fact that the two girls are small, it costs me a lot of money. I said..." He reacted unexpectedly and looked at Xiao Jue: "You must take me to Jiyang, not because you need a housekeeper, but Need a money bag!"
He Yan laughed out loudly.
Lin Shuanghe was still grievously scorning Xiao Jue's behavior: "Do you know that you are very unkind to do this? You buy clothes for your wife, buy maidservants, live in an inn, why should I spend money? It's not mine!"
He Yan couldn't laugh.
Xiao Jue is not salty and not indifferent: "Why are you following Jiyang all the way, safe and secure?"
"...Because of you." Lin Shuanghe said. Nonsense, there is Xiao Jue, who does not have long eyes dare to block the road and rob.
Xiao Jue cannot deny: "That's all right, protection fee."
Lin Shuanghe: "Protection and protection fees?"
He said: "Xiao--"
Xiao Jue softly "booed", looked at the outward box, and raised an eyebrow: "Let's move things, Lin Butler."
Speaking to Xiao Juebi, Lin Shuanghe had never won. He snorted, took out a few round things from his sleeves, and stuffed his brain into He Yan's hands.
He Yan somehow: "What is this?"
"The rouge gouache I bought for my wife." Lin Shuanghe's attitude towards He Yan is still very good, he said: "We have already met with Cui Yuezhi's people on the way after we bought the mammoth to come to you. The Cui family managed in advance Well, the city gatekeeper, seeing Qiao Huanqing's pass order, they will return to them. Tonight we may be staying in Cui House. You need these things if you want to come and go."
He Yan frowned at the powder box in her hand, which was too difficult for her.
"I moved things." Lin Shuanghe waved his hand and whispered close to He Yan: "Sister He, dress up well and let those who don't have long eyes look at how beautiful you are. The brother is very optimistic about you, Tonight you are the most beautiful pearl in Jiyang City."
He Yan: "..." Thank you very much.
Above the hallway, the little girl's crisp voice came: "Madam, Master, and slaves, they have packed up the room and can now come in."
Xiao Jue said: "Let's go."
He Yan made up the fat powder and walked upstairs together with Xiao Jue. When he walked to the door of the room, he paused and asked hesitantly, "Are you going in too?"
Although it is now a nominal couple, but... this is the same room? She still has to change clothes, not very good.
Xiao Jue looked at her with a fool-like look, and said for a long time: "I went to Lin Shuanghe's room, you changed and called me."
He Yan: "...Okay."
She entered her house, and the two maids receded to the sides, looking at her with grape-like eyes, carefully waiting for her order. He Yan couldn't stand the eyes of the little girls, so he sat down and asked kindly, "What's your name?"
"Slaughter Cui Jiao."
"The slave-servant is red and pretty."
He Yan nodded, "Good name. Cui Jiao is red and pretty, I'm a little hungry now, can you go to the kitchen downstairs to help me make some snacks, if you're just out of the oven, just stare at it, okay?"
The little girls nodded hurriedly and said, "Okay, ma'am, the slave-servant will go now."
Cui Jiao and Hong Qiao were gone, and He Yan was relieved. She was not used to being served by others. She looked at the clothes and jewelry in the box, and it was a headache. After thinking about it, just go to wash her face first. The thick eyebrows were deliberately washed away.
Now she walks with Xiao Jue, in order to save trouble, she did not deliberately blacken her face, and covered her in Baizhou in Liangzhou Wei for a winter day. There was clean hot water in the room. He Yan washed her face, wiped it with a handkerchief, and sat down at the table.
I don’t know if it’s another one-year-old relationship. Ms. He has a much more beautiful face than she did a year ago, and her facial features are also clearly distinguished. It was originally a charming little beauty. A touch of heroism and slackness, at this moment, it was really a bit irritating.
Looking at his men's dresses, he looked at women's dresses at first glance, but he was not used to it. He Yan picked up the wooden comb on the table and combed her long hair smoothly, her eyes fell on the pile of fat powder Lin Shuanghe gave her.
Rouge lipstick... how to use it? She couldn't remember it well. She used it a few times as Grandma He, and later she was served by a maidservant, so she didn't need to do it herself. I really don't know where to start now.
She picked up Luo Zidai on the table again, starting with her own hands.
He Yan put his head in front of the mirror, drawing one by one, seriously raising his eyebrows for himself.
Only one was drawn. Someone knocked on the door. He Yan held Luo Zidai in one hand and opened the door in the other. When he opened the door, he saw Xiao Jue.
He stuffed the box into He Yan's hand and said impatiently: "You forgot to take the clothes."
He Yan patted his head, "Yes! Almost forgot."
She didn't take the clothes worth two hundred gold. She still put on makeup. He Yan said to Xiao Jue: "Thank you."
Xiao Jue's eyes fell on her face, a startled, unbelievable opening: "What are you painting?"
He Yan: "Eyebrows! How is my craft?"
Xiao Jue cornered his mouth.
She used to dress as a man. She naturally painted her eyebrows thick and thick. Only then did she look like a teenager with a sword and eyebrows. Now her hair is scattered and her face is dressed as a woman. The difference between men and women painted by He Yan is that Jianmei is drawn into a curved eyebrow.
A curved, thick and thick eyebrow, as if an earthworm was lying on top of the eyes, still a long, fat one.
Xiao Jue couldn't stand it anymore.
He dragged He Yan's arm and dragged it to the sink, said coldly: "Wash it off."
"Why?" He Yan looked up. "I think it's good."
Xiao Jue looked at her with her eyes down, sneering slightly: "Do you think it's good?"
"Okay," He Yan whispered, "...not too good."
But what about that? She has a specialization in the art industry, and she is comfortable with what she does to men. She is against the clumsy things that women do, and they are not developed overnight.
"What about the two girls?"
"Go to the kitchen to help me get the food." He Yan washed the eyebrows painted by Fang Cai in two or three times, wiped the veil dry, and burst into frustration. She simply broke the jar and broke: "I will only draw such eyebrows. No..." She spread her palms, lying on the palm of her hand, "Are you coming?"
This was a casual joke, but Xiao Jue looked at her, but reached out and took it.
This time, He Yan was really horrified.
By the window, Xiao Jue walked over and saw her still, "Come here."
He Yan's subconscious past.
He said again: "Sit down."
He Yan sat down on the stool in front of him. However, still feeling incredible in his heart, he asked: "Do you really want to paint for me?"
Xiao Jue glanced over her uneasy face, and pulled a corner of her mouth, with a meaningful opening: "Afraid?"
"Afraid?" He Yan stood up straight, "What's so scary about me? I'm afraid you can't paint well, but I just boast Haikou."
Xiao Jue sneered: "Don't worry. Sit down."
Jiyang in March, warm and sunny, daylight came in from the window and secretly climbed onto the young man's face. A beautiful man who looks like Chunyue, holding her eyebrows with slender fingers, gently brushing the tip of her eyebrows.
He Yan was uneasy.
She never thought that Xiao Jue would even draw her eyebrows, and she had never been so close to men in this life. Even if it was her husband Xu Zhiheng, when he was newly married Yan Er, he would not do such a move. The man threw a eyebrow for the woman, and fell in the eyes of others. But Xiao Jue's eyebrows for her seriously made her instantly addicted.
He Yan immediately realized his obsession and leaned back slightly.
Xiao Jue frowned: "Don't move."
She was stunned, the other party's hand was already clasped in the back of her head, and she was pulled towards her. For a moment, the distance was shorter than before.
He will be able to see him more clearly.
Xiao Jue, who was sharp and cold, faded away. At this moment, it seemed extra gentle. His eyelashes were thick and dense, long down, half-covered his dark pupils, and also covered the coolness like autumn water, sitting lazily, the silhouette was exquisite. The thin lips are red, and the tempting people can't help but keep staring.
She remembered that on a rainy night in her previous life, if she knew him at that time, if she could see and accepted the gentleness and goodwill of the other party, would she also have a milder attitude towards this face, not so fierce? Baba?
Probably her eyes were too hot, even though people wanted to ignore them, they couldn't ignore them, Xiao Jue made a move in his hand, and his eyes met her.
He Yan suddenly had a guilty conscience that was caught by others in doing bad things.
Xiao Jue frowned slightly: "Why are you so red?"
"Me?" He Yan was stunned. His unconscious hands covered his cheeks. He really felt hot. For a while, he couldn't find a reason.
Xiao Jue stared at her for a while, and suddenly approached, "You shouldn't..." He raised his eyebrows, his eyes unpredictable, and he smiled: "Like..."
"No, no, no!" He Yan immediately vetoed before he could say anything behind him, and raised his hands, as if swearing: "Really not! You are such a natural person, how dare you wait for mortals! I Never dare to think of you differently! Really!"
Xiao Jue leaned back, still holding Luo Zidai, saw her hurriedly rebutted, sneered, and said lazily: "I didn't say anything, so excited to do something." He raised his eyebrows, "Be a guilty conscience?"
"I really don't have it!" He Yan was anxious.
What's going on with this man, and why are they still holding on to it? Is it fun to tease people? What is this bad taste?
Outside the door, the two maids were holding plates with snacks in their hands.
"Can you get in?" Hong Qiao asked in a low voice.
"Not yet." Cui Jiao said: "I have only seen Xiu before reading poems. My wife and the young master are now in full affection. Don't disturb it."
"Oh." Hong Qiao nodded inexplicably.
Cui Jiao thought, what is that poem called? As if it were, the makeup asked his husband-in-law in a whisper: When the depth of the eyebrow is in?
exactly.
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Little man: Mermaid Ji polarized niche French early spring long skirt, pearlescent pink white + polarized mermaid color, the sweetness of the pink is just right, the beauty is crying in the sun, let's be a fairy~
Why do I like to engage in this kind of terrier? . .