"It's nothing." Huarong sat up feebly and prepared to tidy up her mood. But Hua Lu said right away, "Miss, is it because of this dress?"
Huarong was stunned for a moment, then nodded frankly, "Luer Do you think Brother Huainan also dislikes my clothes for being too cheap? That's why he gave me such expensive clothes. If it's a gift, he You can give me other things, but it is clothes."
Hua Lu sighed softly, "Miss, is it because of what the princess said in the teahouse last time?"
Huarong showed a bitter look on her face. When she saw this dress, she couldn't help but think of what Shu Ya said in the teahouse.
"Miss!" Hua Lu was stunned, "Miss, you have an amazing beauty, a beauty who is proficient in all kinds of piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, a unique beauty, you deserve the best in the world, Huainan Wang just because Seeing that this dress is very suitable for the young lady, he gave it to the young lady. Who is King Huainan? How could he dislike the young lady just because of one or two words? According to the servant girl, King Huainan is so tight to the young lady that he can't wait to ask for it Woolen cloth!"
"Really?" Huarong's complexion softened a lot, and her tone became more relaxed, "Luer, am I a little too sensitive? Brother Huainan just gave me this dress out of kindness."
Hua Lu's heart hurts, Huarong is the lady, and she has all the beautiful things, but Hua Lu still feels sorry for her, maybe this is why the lady can become friends with Xiaoliu and the princess, a person who uses One wraps herself with a smile and joy, and the other shows her sharpness to protect herself. After all, they are a group of poor people who are sensitive, restless and lonely.
"Of course." Hua Lu smiled and reminded: "Miss, it's getting late."
Huarong glanced at the candlestick with dancing flames, and put the brocade box into the closet, "Then I'm going to sleep, and I have to paint tomorrow!"
Hua Lu nodded, watched Huarong go to bed, said goodnight, blew out the candle, and tiptoed out, the vast starry sky outside, shining stars, should be extremely beautiful, but through the bare, somewhat scary peach blossom trees , the cold wind blew, Hua Lu wrapped her coat, and suddenly felt lonely
In the next two days, Huarong was at ease painting at home, among which Xiang Ziyu came once, and Xiang Shuya also sent a message, asking Huarong if he would attend the early spring banquet. She also asked Huarong to go to the government to help her choose the clothes for the early spring banquet. Since returning from the temple, Xiang Shuya has changed a lot towards Huarong. After all, not everyone can fight for you regardless of interests and resist gossip.
When going there, Huarong brought the cakes she made with her own hands. It was also the first time Huarong saw Xiang Shuya who was no longer in red and green.
Wearing a light yellow dress, with a slender waist and a good figure, light yellow is a bright color, and with Xiang Shuya's natural baby fat, she looks like a different person from before. Everything seems to be going in a good direction.
? On the day of the early spring banquet, the sun was just right, and it was so red that it would not be dazzling even if you looked directly at it, but it was much brighter than the sunset, and the wind was just right. It felt colder if it was more, and dry if it was less.
Hua Yu was supposed to attend, and it was considered a highlight of the early spring banquet, but unfortunately, he went to a suburban city near Chang'an on a temporary basis, and Xiang Ziyu reluctantly sent Hua Rong to the banquet venue and handed it over to Xiang Shuya, who was waiting there, gave some instructions, left the carriage, and rode away.
Xiang Shuya stared at Huarong with wide eyes. Huarong looked a little embarrassed, and couldn't help asking, "What's wrong? Is there something dirty on my face?"
"No! No, it's the best for you." Xiang Shuya said in amazement, she was used to not wearing makeup and wearing plain beauty, but when she saw her dressed up for the first time, she couldn't help being fascinated.
Then he coughed twice, raised his arrogant chin, and said in an absolute tone: "Although it is very good, it is still a little worse than this princess!"
Huarong laughed helplessly, "Then I will work harder next time."
Xiang Shuya said "Yes", and then added, "However, no matter how hard you try, you can't compare to mine, but you can compare to the ladies in Chang'an City."
Huarong was a little dizzy when she heard that, but she just responded casually: "Okay." Then she followed Xiang Shuya in, followed by Hua Lu and Xiang Shuya's personal maid.
The early spring banquet was held in the courtyard by the lake. The courtyard was so large that it extended to the entire lake. Huarong just remembered that it took two to three quarters of an hour to walk from the door to the banquet. But the maid couldn't follow in, so when she reached the front hall, she could only wait there.
When Huarong appeared, everyone stopped their work in unanimous agreement, their pupils were amazed, and the light blue smokey sleeve skirt perfectly showed Huarong's waist.?, some delicate clavicles are slightly exposed at the neck, the forehead is dotted with coquettish peach blossoms, and a few strands of hair are scattered on both sides as a foil.
After a long while, people reluctantly turned their attention away from Huarong's stunning face, and then looked at Xiang Shuya, who was even more surprised, because they couldn't believe that the person in front of them turned out to be a princess in red and green! The goose yellow dress is petite and cute. Although it is not as stunning as the other side, it is still unforgettable.
Xiang Shuya raised her chin arrogantly, as if she was satisfied with everyone's astonishment and astonishment, "Thatthe clothes you chose are not bad."
Huarong smiled, and as expected, Xiang Shuya immediately added, "However, no matter how good the clothes are, they need to have a solid background. In the final analysis, the princess has a good foundation."
Huarong nodded in agreement, and would not argue over such a trivial matter, "Who is that? She looks stunning." Huarong looked at the woman surrounded by the crowd in the distance, and said in amazement that she was inferior to her.
Xiang Shuya cast a glance, her complexion changed, and she said with a strange air: "Jiang Ling, the second daughter of the Ministry of Rites, her sister is Princess Huaiyuan, and she is actually a duplicity of a vixen, very pampered!" Then, turn to Holding Huarong's face on her head, she said: "You look much better than her! She is not stunning! You can also ride a horse and shoot arrows, but she can't!"
Hua Rong was stunned, smiled helplessly, and nodded, "At least I am much better at horseback riding and archery than her." Hua Rong was still thinking about how much Xiang Shuya cared about that woman named Jiang Ling. When she saw Yao Xiaohe who was following Jiang Ling's demon fox showing off his power, she understood a little bit.
Perhaps he is not a good person, Huarong just thought so, and soon Jiang Ling confirmed Huarong's idea.
When Huarong saw Jiang Ling, Jiang Ling also saw Huarong. As the saying goes, a beautiful person can be seen at a glance, let alone two equally beautiful women. There is no woman who is more beautiful than her. If there is no woman, then it is a matter of course to become the focus of everyone's attention. If there is, um then it may be mutual hostility, and then the winner will be determined. (Remember the site URL: www.hlnovel.com