The Journey of a Pseudo-Art Woman

Chapter 7
Yun Ran tried the temperature of the water, and it was just right. She was not used to having people around when taking a bath, so she asked Wan Yun and others to retreat.

Sitting alone in the bathtub, slapping the water surface with your hands, there are sprays of water. In fact, this kind of life is quite good. Someone is waiting for you. You don’t have to think about this and that in modern times. There is also a powerful father. , haha, it is really the so-called "rich second generation" now, thinking of this, Yun Ran covered her mouth and smiled softly.

With this smile, the fear of traveling to this strange ancient time inexplicably dissipated a lot.

She stretched herself out into the warm water, leaving only her head above the water.

The body was completely relaxed, and a burst of drowsiness struck.She slowly closed her eyes.

In the dream of the strange man in her mind, Xu Tongsheng, the faces of her father and mother appeared overlapping, each face was infinitely magnified, and she trembled in fright...

"Miss, you've been soaking for half an hour, the water should be cold now, do you want to add more water?" Through a wooden door, Wan Yun's voice could be heard indistinctly.

"Oh, no need, come in." While speaking, Yun Ran had already stood up, picked up a plain gauze dress from the wooden stand and wrapped it around her body.

Wan Yun came in with a stack of clothes in his hands, and said with a smile, "Miss, Wan Yun can change your clothes for you." After speaking, he walked to Yun Ran's side, ready to tear off the plain clothes on her body.

"Ah, don't, you go out, I'll do it myself. I'm sorry." Yun Ran screamed, subconsciously clutching her clothes, and said hastily.

Wan Yun looked at the person in front of him with a strange look, and muttered in his heart.What's wrong with my young lady, she usually waits for her to take a bath and change her clothes. I haven't seen it before.

"That...you put your clothes here, I'll do it myself." Seeing the maid's surprised expression, Yun Ran also understood a little bit.The previous "self" probably wouldn't be like this.She scratched her head embarrassingly, a little embarrassed.There's nothing wrong with being served by others, but it's just a matter of being naked and letting another person dress, at least there must be a stage of adaptation.

Wan Yun stuck out her tongue and walked out resentfully.

Yunran let out a sigh of relief, the ancient noble ladies were so delicate.Yilai stretched out his hand and Fanlai opened his mouth... While thinking, he picked up the clothes on the table.

Bellyband, obscene trousers, middle coat... There is also an emerald green and white folded skirt, and an apricot blouse embroidered with gold.The clothes here are a bit like Hanfu, and a bit like Mingfu. Yunran looked at it for a long time and was studying how to put it on. Fortunately, I watched a lot of costume dramas, so I figured out how to wear it by following the gourd.

Looking at the clothes she was wearing, she couldn't help admiring, it's true that people rely on clothes.She held the corner of the skirt and twirled it around a few times, smiled with satisfaction, and then put on the embroidered shoes sent by the maid...

I, Ji Xiaomo, will also be a beautiful girl in ancient times.

She strode out, her long wet hair was still dripping with tiny drops of water...

The sky outside had completely darkened by itself, sparks had lit up in the pavilions in the distance, Wan Yun was outside alone, holding a hexagonal lantern in her hand, the flickering light reflected her petite face, There was a faint halo.

"Miss, go back." Wan Yun held the lamp in front, and the red candlelight swayed left and right in the paper lantern with the wind.

Yunran remained silent, and followed her all the way to her house. The courtyard was very quiet, and there were occasionally one or two maids serving tea and water.The winding corridors and the dark pavilions are so quiet and peaceful.

(End of this chapter)