If it was simple and beautiful before.
Now, there is an added charm in the elegance.
Xiaoyu then painted a light layer of makeup on Yang Ruoqing's face.
Make the contours of the facial features more obvious and the highlights more prominent.
Finally, when Guihua, Dayun and the others entered the room talking and laughing, Yang Ruoqing had already changed her clothes and was standing by the dressing table.
"Oh, this slim one is Qing'er. We almost didn't recognize it."
Osmanthus and the others were all surprised.
Dayun said: "We Qing'er, she usually looks so simple and beautiful, but in this outfit, tsk tsk, she is the village beauty of eight villages in ten miles."
Da Sun laughed in a loud voice: "Hey, my niece is so handsome, who does she look like? She just looks like me."
Dayun laughed and teased Da Sun: "You are shameless."
Everyone laughed, and Mrs. Sun, standing in the crowd, was also laughing.
The woman's eyes fell on Yang Ruoqing, her face filled with relief and pride.
Yang Ruoqing, on the other hand, blushed slightly.
After coming to this world, this was the first time she wore make-up that was serious.
I don’t know what Tangyazi’s reaction will be when she sees it later.
Guessing that the time was almost up, a group of women surrounded Yang Ruoqing and left the house.
Xiao Yu and Cao Bamei walked beside Yang Ruoqing. Behind them, Jin's family, Liu's family, and Liu's three daughters all came.
The final ones were Osmanthus fragrans and Dayun.
In their hands, the two of them were also carrying boxes containing birth horoscopes and other wedding boxes.
A group of women's family members escorted Yang Ruoqing out of the house, into the village, and walked towards the old Luo's house.
"Qing'er, are you excited or nervous?" Xiaoyu asked Yang Ruoqing in a low voice on the way.
Yang Ruoqing took a deep breath: "To be honest, a little bit."
Xiaoyu smiled.
"Hehe, I'm so excited too. I just want to see Tang Yazi's reaction as soon as possible." Xiaoyu said.
Yang Ruoqing blushed.
"Hey, Qing'er, Muzichuan is still in the village. Do you think he knows you've been here today?" Xiaoyu asked again.
Yang Ruoqing rolled her eyes.
"Can you please stop talking about him now?"
Xiaoyu stuck out her tongue: "Hehe, I'm just asking casually, I won't tell you anything."
"Ah, then who is blocking the road?"
Beside her, Cao Bamei was suddenly surprised.
Yang Ruoqing looked up.
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bsp; Oh, let me go, isn’t that Muzichuan?
He stood in the middle of the road, holding a barrel in one hand and a basket of cabbage in the other.
Apparently, he was going to the pond to fetch water and do some washing on the way.
When she looked over, his eyes were also looking over here.
At a glance, he saw her surrounded by a group of women.
Yang Ruoqing couldn't stand his scorching gaze and looked away pretending to be nonchalant.
He turned around and said to Xiaoyu in a low voice: "You have a crow's mouth."
Xiaoyu was also a little dumbfounded.
"June Feixue, I was really just talking casually."
Xiao Yu wished she could hide aside and slap herself in the mouth.
And over there, Muzichuan not only did not give way, but instead carried a wooden bucket and a vegetable basket, and followed step by step towards the team of female relatives here.
There were many villagers watching around, and everyone knew the relationship between Mu Zichuan and Yang Ruoqing in the past.
Seeing this scene, people nearby were whispering.
During the first month of the year, relatives move among each other, and they explain the secrets in a low voice to relatives who come from other villages to pay New Year greetings.
In the team, Guihua and Dayun saw Mu Zichuan heading towards Yang Ruoqing and secretly felt something was wrong.
Osmanthus hurried forward and stopped Mu Zichuan.
"Mu Juren"
As soon as Osmanthus opened her mouth, Muzichuan cut her off coldly.
"I have something to tell Qing'er. It won't take long."
he said.
He won the imperial examination and was said to be favored by high-ranking officials in the capital.
After the year, he will go to Beijing again for further study.
In the eyes of the villagers, Muzichuan is a master of civil engineering and will definitely become a high official in the future.
If the people do not fight with the officials, no one dares to offend him.
Moreover, the aura of Juren shrouded him, and he was still the same person as before.
But in the eyes of others, that image and momentum suddenly changed.
His cold words made Osmanthus shiver inexplicably.
Seeing this, Yang Ruoqing said to Osmanthus: "Aunt, it's okay. You go back to the back first."
Osmanthus nodded and stepped back.
Yang Ruoqing turned her head and her eyes fell on Mu Zichuan's face.
"Muzichuan, if you want to say anything, just say it quickly," she said.
Mu Zichuan stared hard at her face.
There was surprise in his eyes.
I never thought that Qing'er would be so beautiful after dressing up a little bit.
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p;He regretted it again.
All those years ago, when she was chasing after him like a little tail.
He was dismissive.
It turns out that what is missed is the most beautiful thing
"Where are you going when you are dressed up so beautifully?" he asked with a sneer.
Yang Ruoqing rolled her eyes.
"Of course I went to the door."
"passing through"
His voice suddenly rose a bit, and the bucket and vegetable basket in his hands fell to the ground.
"What kind of door did you say you passed? Say it again."
His look suddenly became fierce.
Everyone around was startled. Cao Bamei was timid and almost cried with fright, and hurriedly hid behind Xiaoyu.
Here, Yang Ruoqing looked at Mu Zichuan with a calm expression.
"What are you being cruel to? Who are you being cruel to?"
"Sister, I'm going to visit Lao Luo's house. You have something to talk about, but you leave when you have nothing to do. You have delayed my good time and I will hate you forever."
She said loudly and yelled back equally fiercely.
Mu Zichuan was startled.
Everyone is afraid of themselves, why is this girl not afraid at all?
"Yang Ruoqing, I will give you one last chance to go back. Go back now."
Muzichuan was so anxious that his eyes were red.
The scholar's elegance and elegance were thrown out of the window at this moment.
"I am ordering you as a master of the people's education. You are not allowed to go through the door. You can go back to me."
he roared again.
The veins on his forehead protruded one by one.
Like a child, hysterically protecting his beloved toy.
It seems that as soon as you let go, it will be taken away by others and you can never get it back.
Everyone on the side was stunned by Mu Zichuan's unusual reaction.
Yang Ruoqing also frowned.
"You're crazy," she cursed.
"Even if you are an emperor, you can't just beat a mandarin duck. You, a newly elected person, want to forcefully break up people's marriages."
"Sister, the person I want to marry is not an ordinary citizen."
"Luo Fengtang is a general and has a rank. We are getting married in the military. Military marriages are protected by the laws of Daqi. Do you understand?"
I don’t know if this was the case in ancient times.
In short, Yang Ruoqing was so angry that she brought out the modern style and shocked the place.
