Quick Transmigration: Male Lead, You’re Overpowered?

Chapter 231: Marshal, He's Sick, Just Hit Me 27

This is the first time Azhao saw Auntie Six.

When she walked into that quiet little courtyard, she saw a woman lying in a lounge chair under a flower stand.

She was wearing a beige cheongsam with a graceful figure and did not look like a woman who had ever had a baby.

Looking up, she looked a little pale and weak, but that didn't hurt her beauty.

Xian Huo looks like her mother. It's just her face and temperament. In front of Aunt Six, it's too far away.

Seems to have woken up by the sound of footsteps, Aunt Six's eyes slowly opened.

Her tender eyes fell on both of them.

“Immortal, who is this?” The tone is soft and the voice is slightly dull, but unusually harsh.

Zhao remembered that this Aunt Six, when she was younger, was said to be Pingjing's most famous singer, causing millions of rich children to throw a thousand gold for the sake of the good man.

Huo Xianxian obviously loved her mother and went back to the small courtyard and everyone looked a little alive: “Mother, she is the sister-in-law. ”

Aunt Liu suddenly stood up from the rattan chair and gave a gift to Zhao.

Zhao smiled and said: “I really like the peaceful knot that Aunt Six puts together. It's beautiful. ”

Auntie Liu was stunned and then smiled slightly: “The young lady just likes it. ”

Zhao can obviously feel that the sixth aunt's character is a little cold.

I just don't know if that's what nature is, or if she's not very welcome.

Huo Xianxian seems to be accustomed to her mother.

She said joyfully: "Mother, sister-in-law said she wanted to taste your flower tea. ”

Zhao was somewhat embarrassed: “It's my mouth. ”

Aunt Six looked at her and said, "It's an honor that the young lady likes it. ”

“I'm going to go inside and make tea for a moment, madam.” She left in a tight mood.

A Zhao stared at her back. She just thought that some people were really natural beauties. Everyone moved like a painting.

“Auntie Six is beautiful. ”

Huo Xianxian nodded with a smile and very much agreed.

Azhao looked at the small courtyard, apparently carefully handled by the owner, raised a variety of flowers, well matched with colours and great pleasure.

It turns out that Aunt Six is a man who can live.

The flower tea quickly improved, the flavour did not disappoint Azhao, the fresh, sweet and long aftertaste.

Aunt Liu saw that she liked it. Let Xianxian Huo bring some to Zhao.

When Xianxian Huo left, Zhao was somewhat confused and asked: "With all due respect, Madam Six, I thought that your daughter should not be like Xianxian. ”

The Sixth Mistress herself and the environment in which she lived knew that she was an elegant and tasteful woman, perhaps cold in character, perhaps scattered and relaxed, and that there was absolutely no small family on the table.

Auntie Liu smiled slightly and smiled a little coldly: "What does the young lady think the fairy should look like? ”

Zhao really felt a little sorry for Xianxian Huo: “Xianxian is a coward, afraid of being born, can't dress up. Can't you see? ”

“If you are willing to take some time to teach, Fairy Fairy should be an elegant, handsome lady. ”

Auntie Liu suddenly laughed and laughed ridiculously and coldly: "An elegant, handsome lady? And then what? A common lady without a powerful mother and a family, because of her superior appearance and temperament, is treated like a commodity and given to other powerful men to enjoy? ”

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