Quick wear: She is the heartthrob

Chapter 317 81. Borrowing an Orphan
Gong Furuo lowered his eyes and looked at the table in vain. The white neck was exposed in the dim candlelight, and there was a hint of charm in the candlelight.

Qiu Yan: "Miss——"
Lan Ling opened her mouth and yelled out after a while.

Gong Furuo seemed to suddenly have a desire to talk.

His eyebrows were slightly frowned, and his fair face was a little confused.

Gong Furuo: "Lan Ling, I shouldn't. Even if it's for my father and mother, I must not shake my mind. I have to go down this road."
When she spoke, her tone was very firm, but her expression was in a daze that she didn't even realize.

Lan Ling was stunned and was about to speak.

But he saw her smile softly, pursed her lips and waved her hands.

Gong Furuo: "You go out first, I will be alone for a while."
Gong Furuo: "There's nothing to say. This is the path I should take."
With her mind shaken, Lan Ling rarely lost her lively but steady protective look, bowed and went out alone.

Gong Furuo: "Xiao Yi."
After the door was gently closed, Gong Furuo called out softly from the sea of ​​consciousness.

System 001: "Ruoruo, I'm here."
Gong Furuo then turned his face and smiled. This smile was like the dark clouds dispersing and the bright moon hanging high.

His eyes, which were always gentle and affectionate, rarely contained some lightness of true feelings.

Gong Furuo: "Are you ready?"
System 001 became solemn.

System 001: "Don't worry Ruoruo, everything is ready."
Gong Furuo nodded, half-leaning on the pearwood chair of the imperial concubine, his eyes half-closed, looking a little tired.

System 001: "Ruoruo, are you tired?"
Gong Furuo made a soft sound from his nasal cavity.

She was a little tired of the endless plotting day and night for several consecutive worlds.

System 001 stopped talking and gently lowered his presence, letting her rest well.

Qiu Yan: "Master."
It was still a familiar palace, Lan Ling knelt in front of the man in black clothes with a respectful expression.

Qiu Yan: "How is this good?"
Lan Ling became more and more talkative.Si Xuli glanced at her, without any intention of blaming her. After all, this was his own acquiescence, and Gong Furuo came first in everything.

Although he learned some unpleasant news, Si Xuli was in a good mood at the moment, even feeling a little proud.

Si Xuli: "As long as she has me in her heart, I will never let her go."
This is ridiculous to say. If Gong Furuo didn't have Si Xuli in his heart, I'm afraid he wouldn't let it go.

It's just that this situation just makes them all satisfied.

Si Xuli: "I have my own arrangements, please go down."
Si Xuli's eyes flashed faintly, and his index finger unconsciously clapped his hands on the edge of the chair.

The smile on his lips never dissipated.

It’s only seven days, it’s not long, it’s not short.

Seven days were enough for Huangfu Mu Ji to prepare a phoenix crown and harem and ten miles of red makeup for Gong Furuo.

When it was still dark, Gong Furuo sat on a cushioned chair.

Xiniang, who was smiling and extremely respectful, was by her side and kept teasing her with soft tones.

Gong Furuo was wearing a red wedding dress with gorgeous fabrics, exquisite embroidery, and studded with pearls. She wore a red gold Dongzhu hair crown in her hair.

Surrounded by more than a dozen little girls and experienced women, they were carefully checking her clothes.

Apply lipstick and your makeup is complete.

Her lips are very beautiful, and the bright red color is even more attractive, adding a bit of charm to this soft face.

(End of this chapter)