Feminine world Feng Qingcheng

Chapter 16 Don't tie this
It seems that there are no requirements for dressing, but in fact there are many picks.However, as long as the color is light, Wang Jun will not pick too much, just like this one, the cuffs are embroidered with such delicate patterns, although it looks ordinary, it feels extremely soft and comfortable.

Looking at Wang Jun's appearance, he is really slow...

With a secret sigh, Hong Xing looked at the clothes she had stretched out in a daze.

"Red apricot?"

"Ah?! I'm sorry, Wang Jun, Hong Xing was distracted!"

In response, he hurriedly changed the inner garment in his hand to Mo Zicheng, "My lord, this was specially made by the tailor! There are too many!"

"is it?"

The man made the tailor do it?Oh, does he want to thank her?
"Hmm! Wang Jun, these clothes..."

"Hongxing, put it on!"

Hong Xing could hear Mo Zicheng's tone getting colder, so she knew that he didn't want to hear him say these anymore.Sighing secretly again, he hastily put on the coat in his hand, tied it with a light blue waist belt, and pinned a piece of jade as white as cream to the blue silk belt.

"My lord, it's so beautiful!"

As soon as the words came out, Hong Xing's whole face turned red and embarrassed.

When Mo Zicheng heard the words, a large hydrangea blossomed from the corner of his mouth, which was mild and gentle.Not for anything else, just for the pure red apricot in front of him.

This is the first time Hongxing sees Wang Jun smiling.It was also the first time that Hongxing knew that his Wang Jun was so pretty when he smiled, prettier than anyone else.

"By the way, Wang Jun, this is what Wang Ye asked Hong Xing to bring in!"

Hong Xing walked out of the outer room and came in with a tray in her hand.There is a cup of water and a bowl of soup on the tray.

"This pot is mouthwash, and this is nourishing soup."

Nourishing soup, of course he recognizes it!Because this nourishing soup is exactly the same as what Fengyue gave him.The golden and radiant soup can always suppress the pain in his abdomen.

"Is Fengyue here?"

"Bongyue?"

Looking at Hongxing's puzzled look, Mo Zicheng shook his head.No complex emotions can be seen in the clear Danfeng eyes, only those ice stones piled up layer by layer.

He reached out to take the mouthwash from Hongxing.

Hong Xing was not idle either, she took the spoon on the tray and stirred the golden soup in the celadon bowl.

"Wang Jun, the color of this nourishing soup is really beautiful. Hongxing has never seen such a nourishing soup without any impurities. It looks golden."

It's like the colors of autumn, radiant and colorful, and like every evening day.

"Ah."

Mo Zicheng reached out to take the nourishing soup, which showed his current appearance.There is indifference on the white and transparent face, there is a trace of tiredness between the handsome and arrogant brows, the bubbling and clear phoenix eyes do not hide the mountains of ice peaks, the straight nose and the spotless red lips , Three thousand black hairs were casually scattered behind the head.Even though he was so out of the ordinary reflected in the soup, he could see the helplessness hidden behind him.

In today's floating world, he doesn't want to let himself fall into it and become those secular men who only live their lives for their wives.However, his freedom and arrogance were all destroyed nine years ago.Today's him, apart from arrogance, is helpless.

"My lord, the soup is getting cold."

Hong Xing looked suspiciously at Mo Zicheng who was holding the soup, but he didn't drink it for a long time, and couldn't help but remind him.

"Yeah!" He picked it up and drank it.

"My lord, Hong Xing is waiting for you to freshen up."

After speaking, he walked quickly to the outer room, opened the door, and took the tray carried by the servant outside the door.Wet the white handkerchief and handed it to Mo Zicheng.

In front of the exquisite dressing table, Hong Xing held a mahogany comb and combed the three thousand black hair for Mo Zicheng.

One after another, Yin Qing, who walked briskly into the door, couldn't help being stunned.Reaching out to take the wooden comb in Hongxing's hand, she made a jewelry for him.

Mo Zicheng supported his smooth chin with one hand, closed his eyes and fell asleep, completely oblivious to the fact that the person holding the comb had already changed.

Holding the black hair in her heart, Yin Qing couldn't help but feel a sense of happiness and loss in her heart.

Fortunately, I was able to help him comb his dark hair with my own hands.The disappointment is that as soon as he opens his eyes, he will definitely look at her coldly.

He simply combed his hair and stretched out his hand to insert the peach blossom hosta he randomly placed in the dressing box into the black hair on the left, and then tied the forehead band below to his forehead under Hong Xing's surprised eyes.

"Don't tie this."

Without opening his eyes, he said coldly.

Yin Qing's fingers holding the forehead strap trembled slightly, her lips were slightly pursed, and she tied the forehead strap.

"Don't tie!"

He opened his eyes suddenly, his words were as cold as cold.

But when he saw the person standing behind him in the bronze mirror, he froze for a few seconds.

In the bronze mirror, the person behind him has a gentle and jade-like face, and his bright eyes are tightly locked on him.But Hong Xing, who was supposed to be standing behind him, stood beside him with an embarrassed face, looking at him awkwardly.

"I didn't expect the prince to be so free." I was in the mood to tie his hair.

In the mirror, I simply tied up my head of blue silk, inserted two peach blossom hostas on one side, and tied a delicate red jade forehead band on my forehead, looking radiant and radiant.

(End of this chapter)