Chapter 60 See Pleasant People Again

"Real?" The red silk took the bag of seeds and took a look, "Then I'll go first."

"Ye-huh." Nie Qiang waved his hand reluctantly and said, "Come and see me often."

"You go in." The red silk turned around and smiled.

With the heavy seeds in my hand, I don't know why I'm not comfortable in my heart. It seems that something is going to happen.

No matter how much it was, the red silk got to the door and got on the carriage, and Fubo drove the carriage away.

Nie Qiang saw the red silk away. A soft wind blew by. Nie Qiang rubbed her eyes. Why did she start to feel sleepy again?

"Miss, shall we go back like this? Why don't you go shopping?" Seeing that it was still early, Fu Bo asked.

"Go back." The red silk rubbed the temples, and it was a little dizzy when he came out of Nie Qiang's house.

"Good!" Fubo's whip shook, and the horse under him ran fast with pain.

"You slow down." The red silk was scared by this situation and quickly let him relax. He was still dizzy, but he couldn't stand such a speed.

Fubo touched his head with embarrassment and said, "Doesn't the lady think I'm slow when we come here? I just want to..."

The red silk smiled. It was because of Xiaomei when she went out. Now she is not here. Wait, they seem to have forgotten her. "Fubo, turn around quickly. Xiaomei is still in the teahouse."

"Ouch." Fubo complained a little, "Miss, why didn't you say it earlier!" He quickly turned around, forgot the instructions of the red silk just now, and moved forward at a speed that was no different from horse racing.

The carriage stopped at the door of Xianleju, and the red silk said, "Fubo, go inside and call Xiaomei out."

"Good." Fauber jumped off the carriage with a quick jump.

The red silk curtain was looking out, sweeping through the men and women on the road, different people, very boring, just thinking, it's really early, do you want to find a pleasant person?

But soon this idea was blocked by a man who suddenly appeared in his mind. The last time was too dangerous. I'd better pay attention to it. What if I was abnappered by him again?

"Red silk." This is what Cao Cao came. The red silk sighed, and the hand that pulled the curtain suddenly came down. He bent down from the carriage and caught a glimpse of a gorgeous face. "What a coincidence, pleasant."

"Why don't you go in when you come?" Yueren changed a feather fan in his hand, and his eyes blinked very smartly.

"Pry someone up and I have to go back later." The red silk shrugged his shoulders. "Yes, is she all right?"

"She." Yueren waved her hand and said she didn't know, "I only put her in the teahouse. Who knows."

I knew it would be like this. Red silk looked at Yueren helplessly, "Well, I'll go first. See you later." From the back of Yue, she saw the figures of Xiaomei and Fubo and said goodbye to Yue.

"Good." Yue Ren waved the feather fan in his hand. The hair was shiny and shining in the sun.

"Became, see you again." The red silk lowered its head into the car and turned around to do it well. It was found that someone was pulling the curtain of the car, and the red silk nodded to Yueren.

Yueren put down the curtain and looked at Fubo and Xiaomei intentionally or unintentionally, ignoring their strange eyes and entering Xianleju.

"Miss, who is he?" Fubo asked nervously, afraid that the man was a prodigal son.

"Yes." Xiaomei frowned and looked better, but she was still a little pale. "Miss, is he a villain?"

"All's it." Red silk laughed at their fuss, "It's just a friend."

Fubo is still worried. "But, he looks like this."

Xiao Mei said, "It's not a man, it's not a woman."

The red silk smiled and said, "You two are so good together. Why don't you sing the double reed?" Ask Xiaomei to pull up the curtain and say to Fubo, "Let's go. Maybe you will meet the disciple later."

Fubo laughed and said, "Don't worry, miss, I'm not young, but in those years, I also galloped through the battlefield with the prince. Now these hairy kids can't do anything to me!"

Red silk and Xiaomei were both made to cry and laugh by Fu Bo. Red silk said, "Well, you can teach me two tricks one day, and I won't be afraid of encountering thieves and robbers in the future."

Xiaomei coaxed, "Yes, Fubo, show us a big knife when you have time, and let us open our eyes."

Fubo was blushed by the two little girl. He waved his big hand, and the horses under him ran quickly. The red silk and Xiaomei were scared and shouted together, "Fubo, slow down!"

Back to the house, the red silk went to Shen's place to treat him first. Shen was really worshiping the Buddha at this time. As soon as he went, the red silk was stopped outside. He had to sit in the small living room and wait for a while. After a long time for incense, Shen came out. Seeing the appearance of the red silk, he said, "You're tired, sit down and have some snacks."

"Ye-huh." Red silk rubbed his eyes, and he didn't sleep in the nap. He was a little tired.

Shen Shi smiled and said, "You girl, you are still so sleepy when you sleep until noon."

The red silk put her hand in the washing basin brought by the girls and soaked her hands. Su Hong came up to dry it for her.

The red silk took a pistachio from the plate and peeled it. She likes to shell them and put them together to eat slowly.

When Shen saw that she didn't peel it, she knew it. She also cleaned her hands and helped the red silk peel it together. "Eat less. It's time to have dinner later. Today, guests are coming. After you finish eating, go back to your room to take a shower and dress up."

Seeing that his mother was peeling, the red silk did not move. He took the fruit thrown by his mother and threw it into his mouth, "Who is it?"

"You will know at night." Shen deliberately sold the Guanzi, peeled off two more, and said, "It's not good to eat too much." Clap her hands, and another girl took a clean basin and floated a ** basin. Shen cleaned her hand, took the cotton cloth and wiped the water on her hand, and said, "Su Hong, let the kitchen make more sauce dishes. It tastes sweeter."

"Yes, madam." He asked again, "Is the slave going now?"

"Go ahead." Shen turned his head and looked at the red silk. "How about going to see your sister today?"

"It's still the same." The thoughts of red silk have long drifted far away. I'm still thinking about why my mother asked the kitchen to prepare some sweet sauce dishes just now. Is the guest from Jiangnan? Jiangnan is a land of water. Most of them are literati and elegant. Although I have never been to the red silk, I heard the teacher say that you are overwhelmed by the many snacks there. Because of this sentence, the red silk still misses it.

"Isn't it boring for her to live alone?" Shen smiled kindly, and his eyes were full of silk lines from the passage of time.

"Yes." Red silk looked at her mother's beautiful face and said faintly, "She was very happy as soon as I went."

Shen nodded and said, "If you have time, go to see her more often. She will be in a good mood as soon as you go."

"Then just let her move back." The red silk pounded his legs and complained, "I'm really tired today. It's good to let my sister come back. I'll send her back when the second prince comes back, so that you can take care of her, right?"

Shen suddenly calmed down, and there was a sense of hesitation between her eyebrows. Hong Silk said, "Mother, why are you still hesitating? Isn't this the best?"

"That's it." Shen is still thinking, "Well, I'll discuss it with the prince in the evening." After all, Nie Qiang is married, and her husband's family is still the emperor. After all, she is a little angry.

Red silk knew that her mother had to consider her father in everything, so she stopped talking. When Su Hong came back, she went back to her room, took a shower as her mother said, changed her clothes, and dressed up carefully.

In fact, she can't do it if she doesn't do this. The eight eyes in the room are staring at her, each of them is a lady, but the lady asked us, but the lady said, but the lady must... It's enough for her to stand it.

Just be obedient and let them comb their hair and make up for themselves.

"Forget it, let's wash it." It's really uncomfortable for the red silk to stare at herself in the mirror. Her face is coated with a thick layer of powder, and her eyebrows are thick. Her lips are also painted with a big red lip color. The rouge is not thick, but because it is not thick, she looks like paper.

"But, miss..." Xiaoju said hesitantly.

"I said bring a basin of water." This is Jincheng's fashionable makeup. The red silk edge washes the thick foundation on the face, and rubs and rubs it. After washing, the face turns red.

Xiaomei handed over a clean veil. The red silk took it and wiped it on her face randomly. She dried the water droplets in her hair and patted her face, but nothing was refreshing.

"Miss, don't you want to put on some makeup?" Xiaoju asked weakly in the back. She painted this makeup. In fact, she looked good. I don't know why the young lady had to wash it at a glance.

"You can draw it yourself." The red silk said angrily, this is what's wrong with her. Thanks to this girl's ridiculous makeup.

"Ah?" Xiaoju said shyly, "That won't work."

The red silk sighed secretly. It was really naive and cute, similar to Nie Qiang.

"Miss, your dress is soaked with water. Do you want to change it again?" Xiaozhu took out a lake-colored vibrating waist-tight skirt from the cabinet and walked over.

The red silk looked at the purple gauze skirt on his body and his chest was really stained with water. He nodded and took the skirt in to change it.

When the red silk came out, Xiaozhu hurried forward to tie a wide belt of the same color for her, sorted out the red silk, and then handed over the Luo fan. The red silk took the Luo fan and looked up. The Luo fan was unique. There was a vivid picture of a lady on the fan. The edge of the fan was made of gold, and the tail of the fan. There is a purple tassel hanging on it. Although red silk is not used to use a fan, it is also good to use it occasionally.

She felt that Xiaozhu was smart and sensible, and he did things in an orderly manner, which was a little similar to Su Hong.

A few other maids, Xiaomei Wentun, Xiao Ju is silly, and Xiao Lan seems to be a little old-fashioned. This person's city seems to be very deep, and she is a little unpredictable.

"What guests came today?" The red silk walks in the back, and there is a small orchid palm lamp in front of it.

"I don't know."