005 heart is in full bloom

What if it's not like this?

Yan Ran spent three days and nights in this world and prayed that everything was just a dream before going to bed, but when he opened his eyes, he found that he had fallen into a nightmare that he could never wake up, but it was a gold-plated nightmare.

For example, in this room, the furniture is purple and red, which looks elegant and dignified.

Yan Ran didn't know much about wood, but asked the carpenter about it during the wedding decoration. At present, these tables and chairs are not only exquisite in style, but also solid wood. The patterns are as beautiful as splashing ink, and there is a fragrance when she smells, which makes her always think that the room is fragrant, and the material is thought to be frighteningly expensive. However, there are still incense burners, with a unique shape. The cast is a crane standing on the big pine stone. There is a secret door on the pine stone. She saw Bitong fill in dark powdery spices, and the smoke floats out of the slightly raised crane's mouth, which is very beautiful. She leaned on the carved couch, closed her eyes slightly, took a deep breath, and her chest was full of fragrance. She couldn't help sighing that Li Qingzhao's "Golden Beast" was nothing more than that. What's more strange is that every once in a while, the fragrance changes. She counted carefully and changed seven aromas at most. She has also burned incense in modern times, but it is not as wonderful as this.

In the past few days, she went back and thought about these objects in the house. She felt that the ancients were really too wise and very good at enjoying them. How happy it is to stay in the house every day without doing anything and eat all kinds of delicious food. There are people to help with everything. The real meal comes to open her mouth to reach out. I really don't understand Cheng Xueyan What do you want to hang? If you change yourself, you can't bear to give up, especially this...

She opened the square silver silk box in her arms again. The box is divided into two layers, with a lid on the upper layer, covered with a budded magnolia made of pearls as a button, and the lower layer is a drawer. It seems that this is probably the mirror used by ancient women to dress up.

Opening the lid, the golden light is dazzling and dazzling.

Once again, she took out the hairpin rings inside and put them on the table and arranged them in six rows according to size. She picked them up one by one and weighed them. Imagine what would be the effect if these jewelry were fully armed.

She has always liked accessories. As long as she sees them on the street, she will take them together as soon as the economy permits. In fact, there are not many times when I wear it on my head to show off, and I even forget everything when I buy it, but I carefully store it in a jeweled jewelry box bought from the Internet. When I have time, I take it out and like it one by one.

Before buying sleeping pills that day, she went to the gold shop. Those charming gold jewelry neatly arranged in the counter made people have the impulse to commit crimes all the time.

The price of gold has risen again... If you have a chance to go back from here, you must take this mirror with you. Isn't this more than a pile of gold? At that time, go to the "Treasure Appraisal" column and let them see what is authentic, no, it is genuine + treasure!

It's a little immoral, but it's impossible. It's not illegal to imagine.

She couldn't put it down and touched this and picked up that, and finally picked up an emerald bracelet and put it on her wrist.

I have seen all kinds of emeralds in jewelry stores before, but I have never seen them as green as water, and the skin is as white as spring snow.

She stroked the tender and smooth arm lovingly, then opened the drawer under the mirror and took out a jade-sized bronze mirror.

Before taking a picture of herself, she carefully looked around...

Bitong is not here.

Because she was quiet, Bitong relaxed the guard, but she always appeared behind her unconsciously, as if it were coming out of the air, and then stared at her with complicated eyes.

seems to be surveillance and speculative. It seems to be a little murderous, which is very uncomfortable.

She adjusted her eyes to the mirror again...

This is a person who is carved like a crystal. Even if the bronze mirror is yellow, it can't hide the shaved crystal of the skin, but it has a little flavor of ancient paintings. The two curved willow eyebrows are not green, the nose is as small and cute, the red lips are delicate as if smiling or not, and the most beautiful is that pair of difficult-to-describe eyes, containing water-coated smoke, whether happy, angry, sad or sad, always seem to contain infinite tenderness, which is lovely and pitiful.

Yan Ran made a number of expressions in the mirror, but she was extremely beautiful from any angle. She had to sigh sincerely. It was so beautiful.

She is not a narcissist. If someone looks at the mirror and praises herself like this, she will also be sweating all over, so she knows very well the strange expression Bitong showed when she first made such an admiration.

Shaking his head and sighing, the unconscious helplessness made the eyes flow, and even women could hardly resist.

Does it mean that you have earned money on such a body? Besides, he is 18 years old!

Tears filled my eyes a little.

Although she was beautiful in her previous life, she was a little less delicate and gentle. Ling Su even said that she was a little too fierce, especially in the past two years, becoming more and more like a man.

She moved to the floor mirror set on the cabinet.

Bitong prepared a light blue silk dress for her this morning, lined with moon white fine silk breasts, embroidered with the same color of Ruyi brocade pattern, and a dark waist circumference, which is extremely simple. In addition to the simple embroidery of a row of small yellow daisies at the cuff neckline, the dress looks a little vivid. She didn't understand why she picked up such a depressing set for her when there were so many beautiful clothes in the wardrobe. Especially this hairstyle, a flat bun lies behind the head, with a standard old lady look. She raised her hand helplessly, sorted out the hairs, twisted her slender waist on her whim, and put on a few fashionable shapes. Whatever she did, the people in the mirror were as soft as water and silky.

Men seem to be fascinated by this kind of bird-like humanoid, but they don't understand why she was retired by her husband? Is this God's jealous beauty? Or... She couldn't help thinking of the man in white she met in the garden that night... Could it be because the red apricot came out of the wall?

Fortunately, she was retired, otherwise she would face a strange man as soon as she woke up... Although she was a rich second generation, her intuition told her that she should be a cynical and idle brother. She has never liked such a person.

Open the cabinet door and feel excited again. She used to want to take a picture of a set of ancient costumes, but the ancient costumes in the studio were just in vain, and she took a deep breath and told herself seriously - calm down!

Move to the window and lean against the bar.

You know, this is not the only thing she really earns.

The area of the courtyard she saw so far is as large as the two communities she lived in in her previous life, which is divided into several courtyards with pink walls covered with sea blue glazed tiles, which are staggered, and connected or decorated with moon doors and cloisters. From time to time, maids and children shuttle between the red eaves.

Almost every courtyard has a garden with different shapes. Because it is spring, there are only a few small flowers, either crowded in the corner, or scattered in the yard, with a natural and natural appearance, but it is also interesting.

There are many houses in the courtyard, varying in height and shape, but they are all carved beams and painted buildings, which are very exquisite. The garden in the south of the center alone does not build houses. It has an area of about eight ordinary courtyards combined. It seems to be a pure place to play. Not only is the garden large and open, but there are also many varieties of flowers and trees. At a glance, it is lush. This season's pink peach blossoms and white pink apricot blossoms are intertwined into a beautiful cloud. On the top, the bright red official script "Xinyuan" on the moon gate makes it dreamlike.

There are fake mountains in the garden, all of which are Taihu stone piles. It seems that the year is not short. There are not only green grass between the cracks of the lake stone, but also a few small trees. The mountain is as tall as a five-story building. Perhaps in order to avoid climbing, it was built in the lake, but there is also a pavilion on the rockery. The most eye-catching thing is the bright red top like an umbrella, and the top is also inlaid with a round golden beads. It was so dazzling that Yan Ran always felt that it should be pure gold, and there was always an impulse to take it off. Looking at the size of this pavilion, it is by no means a decoration, which is a little contradictory. However, the mountain is surrounded by water, the clear water reflects the mountain, and the small pavilion shines on the water like a girl, which is very artistic.

The lake seems to be man-made, and the shore of the lake is deliberately tortuous, decorated with grass and flowers, which is very ingenious. The largest lake stone has three curved light ink-colored words like naturally formed, called "Mirror Lake". There is a small stone bridge on the lake, but it is too far away from her to see clearly. It is just curved like a bean sprout across the lake, and the reflection is also faintly reflected in the lake, like a wisp of plain silk thread.

The scenery in this garden is the best in the morning. The flowers and trees are washed like rain, all wrapped in a layer of gauze-like fog, and the air is cool and refreshing. When the morning sun rose, only a line of golden light was shining on the fog, which seemed to turn the fog into a golden cloud. Looking closely, it seemed that there was still shattered gold.

The flowing water is golden, and it has been silent all night. At this moment, even the voice is crisp. The birds are chirling endlessly, which makes people feel happy. Occasionally, you will see a golden carp jumping out of the water and throwing a golden arc in the sun.

Yan unconsciously regarded it as a golden ingot, while the scattered beads are shiny pearls and diamonds.

Please forgive her for worshipping money. Although she has always had the reputation of "fishing gold rake", now she has to use these common ideas to soothe the despair that may never return to modern times due to misplacement.

She has calculated that according to the words collected in the past few days, Cheng Xueyan is about five brothers and sisters, so she will distribute these invisible properties plus private jewelry and antiques...

She looked around and pinched her fingers, only hating that there was no calculator.

At this time, a fragrance came in the wind. This is by no means the fragrance of flowers, but all kinds of fat and powder.

She only tilted her head slightly.

Sure enough, the little women came again.

PS: I found that the tickets here were too precious, so I was embarrassed to vote for myself. Blushing...

Thank you, Monkey, for giving me the first vote today. This is the first vote I got on this site. Tears...