Mei Gongqing

The western courtyard is situated between the main courtyard and the backyard, with trees standing in the courtyard and fake mountain streams, very nicely arranged.

When the two maids greeted Chen Yong off the carriage, a small building stretched out a head from time to time. Those are young and beautiful girls, and when they see Chen, their eyes are brushed with sympathy.

Shortly afterwards, the three of them came to a small building, and the two maids blessed her. “Ladies, this is where you live, and I am at your service. ”

Nor did Chen Yongtou lift his head. He said softly: "Go to a house in Chen and bring my clothes and servants. ”

The young lady snorted and smiled. “No, I'll be ready for the girl. ”

She turned around and took a dress out of the room and said with a smile: "The lady went all the way and put on something new. ”

Chen Yong's eyes lifted.

Just a glance, her mouth snapped hard, the dress in the woman's hand, the goose yellow with pale purple, whether style or color, is very similar to the Chinese dress placed for her by Chen Fu.

When Chen Rongzhu caught hold of him, the young lady covered her mouth and smiled. “There's more here. ”

She led Chen Yong to the side palace, pointing to three crates, which were filled with new clothes. And each piece is either pale purple in goose yellow or pale yellow with pale purple in deep yellow. The whole three boxes are Chinese clothing in general style and colour.

Chen Rong's face was stiff and stiff. Half the time, he asked: "When did this happen? ”

The young maiden smiled joyfully, "It's been some time. Rest assured, these new clothes are made from the roots of your body, these colors are also suitable for you. ”

She lifted her chin slightly and said in an admonishing tone: “Without talking about Nanyang City, it is Jiankang, not as rich as my king. ”

Chen Rong squinted his eyes and smiled.

At this time, her heart beat so fast and chaotic, she always knew that King Nanyang was interested in himself, but never thought that he was so interested in himself! Must have been the night he met himself and started making these clothes!

Three boxes. Is it true he's sworn to himself?

Think about it, Chen Rong can no longer smile. Her beautiful little face is blue and white. Her little hands in her long sleeves are even more painful to pinch her palms.

Both seemed to know that she was struggling, both bowed their heads, did not speak, did not move.

A moment later, Chen Yong finally returned to calm, and she said softly: "Put it away. ”

“Yes.”

Together, Chen Yong ordered, “Put this away, too.” She said that the young lady was in her hand.

The girl smiled and asked respectfully, "What's the girl wearing? ”

Chen Rong calmly said, “Go back to my house and get it. ”

The young maiden couldn't help but laugh. She stared at Chen Zheng and said, “The woman forgot. The slave just said, the woman has to wear clothes. Some of them are here to make her attractive and the slave is here. As for going back to Chen Fu, don't mention it again. ”

“Later?”

Chen Yong also smiled coldly. She lifted her chin and Xu Xu said: “Your Majesty, are you still going to imprison me in the Imperial Palace? ”

When she said that, her eyes were sharp, almost suddenly, the whole person changed in character and became terrible.

As the young maiden shocked, she couldn't help but retreat one step back and bowed her head and said, “Why should women be angry with us? As long as the prince agrees, the girl can leave at any time. ”

Chen Jung retracted his gaze.

She knew this would happen when she arrived. When she saw the Nanyang King just now, she saw the two gentlemen. Apparently, the head of the Nanyang King Ma was a lookout. There was no arrogance and personality except that of a half dozen doctors. Knowing that there was no point in mentioning it, she did not speak of leaving.

She took a deep breath and told herself to calm down and walked into the room: at least, she should be safe tonight. No, it should be said that both days will be safe.

Two stared at Chen Yong's back. A moment later, the young lady ‘Pfft -’ shouted and spat. She said with hatred: “I have never seen such a girl! Or does she think she's still a famous daughter, that she can talk like her husbands? ”

The elderly lady shook her head and didn't say anything.

Chen Rong pressed his anger, took a bath at the fastest speed, and sat in the courtyard after changing into the goose yellow clothes set with light purple.

At this moment, it is precisely when the sun sets west, and the lamp turns on. In front of her, she had a beautifully crafted seven-string violin, which Chen Cheng knew was worth a lot. Looks like King Nanyang spent a lot of time on himself.

She lowered her head and stared at the violin half way, suddenly calling out: "Bring some bamboo and some gauze, some candles, I want to play with some pore lights. ”

“'Yes,' said the elderly maiden. ”

After she took a few steps, the young maiden shouted, "Give her more. Don't let the beauty get lonely at night like this.” There was ridicule in the voice.

Chen Yongtou didn't lift either.

Not long ago, she put a whole bunch of things in front of her.

Chen Yong squatted down and began to tie the tailored bamboo with a lantern.

She's slow and focused.

First, they stared at her for a while, and saw her clumsily for half an hour before they had finished one, so they busily lived.

As soon as they left, Chen Rungyi moved quickly.

Shortly after Kung Fu, Chen Rong fixed three Kong Ming lamps. It's just that her lights are weird, and on every yarn, she simply pulls out a face with a brush.

This is a man's face. The young maiden walked behind her and stared at her, suddenly saying: "Who is this? ”

Chen Yong ignored it.

She painted this face on both sides, and on the other two, she used the Hu clan where Min is located. The Shi family liked to use symbols, wrapping up a few words like flowers, "Wang Hong, Ayung. ”

After finishing, she lit the small candle in the light, and as her hands loosened, the workmanship was coarse and simple, and she began to rise, turning her eyes, and flew over the house.

The young maiden, like her, looked up at the three boring lights and flew into the sky. When she saw Chen Cheng and started to make Kong Ming lamp, she asked curiously: "Is that your man? Are you making a wish to be with him?” Speaking of the last sentence, her voice was a little lower and sympathetic.