Dreaming back to the Qing Dynasty: Die Luo Chuchen

Chapter 418 Sequel: Return from the Southern Tour

asked the guard behind him.I nodded, "Go back." Ting Lu was very worried about my habit of hanging out, and stipulated that there must be no less than four guards when going out.Wherever I go now, there are always four people behind me who are inseparable from me.Passing through a downtown area, there are many more vendors selling New Year's goods on the roadside. Because the Chinese New Year is approaching, the street is much busier than usual.Walking past an old woman selling woodcarving jewelry, I stopped in surprise.

"Huh? It's very southern. It seems to be from Tongcheng?" I squatted down curiously to have a closer look.

"Girl has good eyesight, so she bought it from Tongcheng. This is Ruyi hairpin, this is Songzi hairpin, Wangfu hairpin, there are many styles, madam, please choose slowly!"

I haven't seen this kind of wooden hairpin for a long time, and I vaguely regained the feeling of being in Tongcheng.At that time, I had just met Brother Tingyu not long ago, and now I am married.After some selection, I picked three of them and put them in my backpack.

After dinner, I returned to the dormitory. I put on the newly cut pajamas and sat in front of the dressing table.I drew this pajamas according to the appearance of modern pajamas and then handed them over to the tailor shop outside to do the same. There are two thin shoulder straps, a V-shaped neckline, and a white skirt with a narrow waist and wide swing that fits well. The material is light and drape. very good.When I put it on for the first time, I asked Xiaoqing if it looked good. Xiaoqing nodded and praised repeatedly, and then muttered in a low voice hesitantly: It’s just that it shows too much, and it’s a bit immoral...

I laughed out loud, "This is pajamas, and I don't wear them outside! The only one who can see me like this is Ting Lu."

I took out the wooden hairpins I bought during the day from my backpack, and looked at them one by one. The ancients were very creative in designing hairpins. One end is a stick with ribs, and the other end hangs a delicately carved step rocker. It is simple and not lacking. novelty.I put my hair up and thought about which hairpin to use.Picking up one and thinking the other looks better, I was a little undecided for a while. "Ruyi hairpin, Songzi hairpin, Wangfu hairpin... which one should I use?"

At this time, a figure was reflected in the mirror, and someone came quietly behind me. I was still hesitating, but I felt the cold wind blowing from behind and couldn't help raising my head.When I saw the figure in the mirror, I froze.Someone picked up one of the hairpins and inserted it obliquely into my hair, and a long-lost voice whispered in my ears: "I think Wangfu hairpins are more suitable for you."

(End of this chapter)