Dong Gong Mei

Chapter 130 Delicate
"Fortunately, there's nothing wrong with it." Zhao Xiwei took the jade pendant and checked it carefully against the light. Seeing that Pearl's face was pale with fright, and she was kneeling on the ground silently, she smiled and said, "Get up, be careful in the future."

Pearl has been trembling since she made a mistake. Seeing that Miss did not pursue her crimes, she felt as if she was being pardoned. She was so grateful that tears welled up in the corner of her eyes: "My servant, thank you for your kindness."

"What's going on?" Jinxiu came in holding a bottle of moisturizing lotion, rolled up Zhao Xiwei's sleeves, and looked at Pearl curiously.

"It's okay, she accidentally dropped the jade pendant." Zhao Xi smiled slightly.

"You are always so careless." Jinxiu's eyes fell on the jade pendant, "Miss, the engraved on this jade pendant... seems to be a dragon pattern??"

She raised her head in shock: "Miss, you..."

"It's okay, I went to Hucao today, and others rewarded it." Zhao Xiwei responded casually, and then solemnly urged: "You all take care of it, if it is lost or damaged, our entire Rose Garden will suffer."

"Huh?" Pearl exhaled softly.

Zhao Xi nodded slightly, and asked Pearl to wrap the jade pendant and put it under the pillow.

Jinxiu folded her palm, poured a little fragrance, and patted Zhao Xiwei's arm lightly.

A light and sweet fragrance spread out like nothing.

The first smell is the fragrance of peach blossom and rose, and the second smell is the sweetness of citrus and white peach. The fragrance is elegant and quiet, but it can make people feel very comfortable.

In the bright spring, large patches of pink roses covered the fence, and the soft grass dyed the path in front of the door green.

The flowing water is murmuring, the willows are green, there are spring warblers singing melodiously, and the wind is blowing from far away.

Every time Zhao Xiwei came to this time, he would take scissors to cut a large bouquet of flowers, and put them in a ceramic bottle.

In a few months, the flowers will gradually wither, and the branches will be covered with plump white peaches.

The peach flesh is sweet and crisp, cut into small pieces, add honey and green tea, put it in a well to cool overnight, and take it out the next day, it is the most delicious fragrant drink.

These tastes belong to her childhood memories.

The dew spreads on the skin, like the dew in early spring, gently falls on the light pink petals, and then disappears, leaving only a lustrous luster.

After wiping a light layer of fragrant dew on her face and neck, Jinxiu cast down the bed curtains and helped Zhao Xi to fall asleep.

The next morning, Zhao Xiwei woke up on time.

The pattering raindrops were beating outside the window, the air was filled with moisture like smoke and mist, and the mist was sticking to the bright window screen.

The best silver frost charcoal is burned in the house, and various fruits and melons are placed on the table, which is both fragrant and warm.

Sitting under the window, Zhao Xiwei was doing her makeup in front of the mirror, looking at the gurgling rainwater dripping from the eaves, her long eyebrows frowned tightly.

With such bad weather, she was going to see Li Xuanye.

Several maidservants opened the curtain and entered one by one, each holding a tray in their hands. Zhao Xi was stunned when he saw it slightly.

There are three or four sets of exquisitely textured clothes, including delicate haze gauze like peach blossoms, bright floral satin like lake water, and light interwoven silk like moonlight...

There are also pearly jewellery, small and cute belts and silk ribbons and other accessories, and even four pairs of shoes, with small and exquisite pearls on the toe...

Wearing on the head, wearing on the body, wearing on the waist, in short, everything is arranged in a row in the room, which makes people dazzled.

The maidservants were both happy and surprised. The joy was that the old lady paid more attention to the young lady. You must know that the last time the young lady entered the palace, there was no such grand pomp.

To my surprise, the lady is going to see His Royal Highness this time. I heard that it is for the matter of the prime minister. They don't understand the important affairs of the court, and they have no foundation in their hearts. They don't know that the lady is a boudoir girl. Can't negotiate smoothly.

Zhao Xiwei opened several sets of dresses and tried them on.

The faces of the maidservants who were serving close to him all showed amazed expressions.

The pink Ru skirt is paired with a light green cloak. Zhao Xiwei has a light figure and a soft waist. When walking, the light green cloak is blown by the wind, like a spring breeze blowing over the bank of green willows, and the pink skirt ripples. Like the warm sun shining on the scorching peach blossom forest.

Jinxiu tidied up the pea-green silk sash around Zhao Xiwei's waist, with a proud look on her face: "Miss, your skin is fair and your waist is thin, so you look good in such a delicate and tender color!"

Yin Bao kept searching for something in the jewelry box, and finally only held a pink hibiscus hairpin, and raised his head with a depressed face: "Miss, which rose hairpin do you like best? I remember the last time you entered I wore it in the palace, why can’t I find it?”

Zhao Xiwei blushed, coughed quickly to cover up his embarrassment, and pretended to be surprised and asked, "Really? I'd have forgotten if you didn't tell me."

Yinbao scratched his head, and asked persistently: "How can you forget that, that is your favorite hairpin, did you lose it when you entered the palace? The elder sister of the servant girl is working beside the concubine Shu, how about the servant girl to help you?" A message for my sister to help you find it!"

Zhao Xiwei saw that her words became more and more outrageous, so she hurriedly said: "I think this hibiscus hairpin is pretty good, let's just take this one!"

Yinbao was still muttering: "But I think that hairpin is the most beautiful!" She curled her lips a little unconvinced, "Next time I have a chance, I will definitely find it for you!!"

……

Zhao Xi held his forehead slightly, and couldn't help but slander: The hairpin is in the hands of the crown prince, and I won't come back, can you take it back?
After dressing up, Zhao Xiwei looked in the mirror again, but saw that the makeup was clear and the clothes were delicate, which was completely different from his usual calm and steady image.

But she doesn't resist being prettier and smarter once in a while.

When Grandma Sun was teaching etiquette, she once said solemnly: Dressing is your first impression, so don't pay too much attention to it, and don't take it lightly.What kind of impression you want to make, or what kind of impression you don't want to make, can be controlled by yourself through clothing.

Just like now, when meeting Li Xuanye this time, in order to gain more benefits for the Zhao Mansion, she intentionally dressed herself up a little better.

After thinking for a while, he ordered again: "What about the box of flowers powder that Miss Qiao gave me last time? Help me puff a little."

"Yes." Yinbao held the box of Baihuafen and opened it. The color of peach blossoms and the shimmering light like broken diamonds lightly fell on the tip of the nose and ears, revealing a kind of unworldly femininity and innocence.

Zhao Ziyi took a rest today and waited at the Chuihua Gate.

It was raining today, and the tall black-painted truck was purposely covered with a layer of blue tarpaulin, which was waterproof and could also block the cold wind.

Zhao Xiwei arrived at the front door in a small oil-painted cart, Jinxiu got out of the cart first, and opened the tarpaulin umbrella, and then Zhao Xiwei got out of the small cart and stepped into a black flat-topped carriage.

Not to mention wet shoes and socks, not even a strand of rain was on the hair.

Zhao Ziyi's expression was complicated, but it was inconvenient to say anything more, and Zhao Xiwei responded to a few words of attention to etiquette.

The carriage was about to leave, and without forgetting to lift the curtain, he emphasized to Zhao Xiwei who was behind: "Wei'er, remember, daddy decides everything for you."

"Daughter remembers."

Although Zhao Xiwei was puzzled, he was very grateful for his father's care.

(End of this chapter)