The medical concubine never thinks of going out of the wall

Chapter 399

Bottom, sitting Bian Chenyu.

She wore a wig, the style was simple, and the decoration was only two neatly stacked butterfly and emerald hairpins.

She wore a turquoise long dress bound by light yellow cloud belts, and covered with a thin smoky emerald green gauze made of gold silk. The cloud belt echoes, yellow and green, which are two colors that complement each other and complement each other, on her body, it is more fresh and refined, beautiful like the grassland when the spring returns, yellow and green intersect, stretching for thousands of miles, forming a picture scroll of its own .

And dressing up is just the icing on the cake for Bian Chenyu, she herself is a painting.

Although the long hair is a wig, it is genuine hair, black as spring.

Eyebrows are like clouds, black without drawing.

The skin is like curd fat, which can be broken by blowing bullets.

Lips crimson and pursed, bright as a dango.

One face, but can see all kinds of styles.

Tang Nineteen was also dressed in green, which was really embarrassing.

As a woman, apart from envy and hatred for Bian Chenyu, all she has left is emotion: Bian Chenyu was born at the wrong time.

In this era when women have no status, her alluring appearance can only be used as a tool to fight for power.

Thinking of her being stunned by his own father and "presenting" to Qu Tiange, Tang Nineteen felt full of sympathy for her.

The sympathetic look conveyed into Bian Chenyu's eyes, she was slightly taken aback, but only for a moment, she calmed down, stood up, and saluted Tang Shijiufu: "Princess Qin."

Tang Nineteen couldn't bear her gift, so he hurriedly said, "Get up."

After finishing speaking, I also greeted the Queen Mother with blessings: "May the Queen Mother be well."

"Get up, Tang Nineteen, I asked you to come into the palace this time, do you know why?"

"do not know."

"The milk tea you made last time tastes good, Ai Jia likes it very much."

Tang Nineteen was secretly proud, but he heard the Queen Mother say: "Girl Chen Yu, the taste is similar to Aijia's. If Aijia likes it, she must like it too. Tang Nineteen, you can do it again for Aijia and Chen Yu. Come on, the kitchenette is ready."

Listen, this is the tone of the court lady.

Perhaps this is the Queen Mother's purpose, to let Bian Chenyu come and see that Tang Nineteen, the Princess of Qin, is such a slave.

It doesn't matter, I was prepared to be angry early, but I was very calm.

It's just that if she was given a chance, for such an old lady, instead of killing ten at a time, she estimated that she could kill at least twenty.

The kitchenette has been prepared for her.

So she sent a little servant to serve her, but it was enough.

It's nothing more than a burnt milk tea, three to five minutes.

Tang Nineteen did not have much enthusiasm this time, and started to prepare lazily. The little slave was just lighting the fire at first, but for some reason, he pulled out a paper bag from his sleeve like a magic trick, and opened it to Tang Nineteen. A big smile.

"Princess, the prince wants servants to help you."

"Help me?"

"Oh, here we come, Princess, it's too late to explain, the prince said, you will play by ear."

He opened the paper bag, and there was a loaf of bread inside.

He tore off half of it, and stuffed the other half into Tang Nineteen's hands. Before Tang Nineteen could react, a shadow appeared at the door of the small kitchen, accompanied by a stern voice: "Xiao Zhuang, what are you doing? I told you to light a fire, and you stole it." eat."

"No, it wasn't stolen. It was given to the servant by the princess." The young man who had just smiled brightly just now was shriveled at the moment, with a timid and cowardly face, and he was completely different from Fang Cai.

(End of this chapter)