A few days later.
Beam.
City of Gods.
The news of Su Xian's departure from Nanchen was sent back yesterday.
This morning, the sky just turned white.
Fan Yanghou Mansion.
Inner courtyard, main room.
Tang Shuwan woke up suddenly, and the moment she opened her eyes, a thought came to her mind: "Today is the day for my husband to go home!"
"Minglan, Minglan..." She turned over and climbed up, calling the name of the little maid Minglan.
"Here we come, don't be impatient, miss."
Minglan was Tang Shuwan's personal maid before she left the palace. After marrying into the Hou Mansion, she naturally became the first maid in the Hou Mansion.
She pushed open the door and entered, followed by a group of little maids. The little maids were lined up in the room with toiletries.
Under Minglan's arrangement, the little maids began to help Tang Shuwan wash up.
After washing up, Minglan took out Tang Shuwan's clothes and prepared to change.
Tang Shuwan raised her eyes, shook her head, and said, "Although this light lotus skirt looks good, it's not bright enough. Let's change to the bright red one."
"OK."
Minglan laughed and took out the bright red dress from the closet and said with a smile:
"People say that a break is better than a wedding. My uncle went to Nanchen for so long before he came home. The lady is wearing a bright red dress, just like a bride!"
"You're the only one who talks too much."
Tang Shuwan rolled her eyes at Minglan, but didn't make any further distinction.
After putting on the bright red dress, it turned out to be very festive. Tang Shuwan spun around in circles, and the bright red skirt bloomed like a delicate rose, which was really beautiful.
Then, Tang Shuwan sat in front of the dressing table and adjusted her makeup in the mirror.
Minglan personally helped her comb her hair, opened the small drawer of the dressing table, and took out the daily accessories, which were all low-key and luxurious hairpin rings.
"I won't be wearing these today."
Tang Shuwan shook her head, frowned and thought for a while, then ordered: "Go get that phoenix crown."
"Feng Guan?!"
Minglan was surprised: "Didn't the young lady say that the phoenix crown is too heavy? It weighs more than ten pounds and almost breaks the young lady's neck."
"Have I ever said such a thing? Go and get it quickly." Tang Shuwan pursed her lips and urged repeatedly.
"Okay, wait a minute, miss."
After rummaging through boxes and cabinets, Minglan returned with difficulty holding a heavy box. She placed it on the dressing table with a clatter, which showed how heavy the box was.
Su Xian found this phoenix crown under the floor of his old house in Yingzhou. Liu Huixiang was also present at the time. Su Xian wanted to give it to her, but Liu Huixiang refused to accept it.
In the end, Su Xian used the phoenix crown as a "token of love" in the betrothal gift and sent it to the Tang family.
Tang Shuwan wore it once on the day she got married. This phoenix crown is indeed very exquisite. Wearing it on a woman's head can increase her beauty several times.
I recall that on the wedding day, three beauties, Princess Lanling, Chen Keyan, and Nangong Wan'er, were all present. They all wanted to compete with the bride, but they failed.
The reason is that this phoenix crown can give a woman many attractive features, which is wonderful.
But it also has a disadvantage, that is, it is too heavy. For a weak woman like Tang Shuwan, wearing it on the head is a big burden.
In front of the dressing table, Minglan carefully put on the phoenix crown for Tang Shuwan with a very serious expression, because this was a big project.
Tang Shuwan sat motionless, with her back straight, while gazing at her own image in the bronze mirror, she ordered "sweep the courtyard", "prepare Su Xian's favorite dishes" and so on.
Not long after, the phoenix crown was finally put on.
"Wow, the young lady is so beautiful! She is even more beautiful than before before leaving the court!" Minglan held her hands in her hands and looked at her with eyes shining.
"Yes, Not Bad."
Tang Shuwan looked at herself in the bronze mirror and was quite satisfied.
She has a beautiful appearance, soft facial features, and is beautiful and pleasant. She sits upright with her back straight and her legs together, her posture is dignified, and she is filled with the fragrance of books.
As long as I see her, no matter how irritable my heart is, I can instantly calm down.
If you have such a wife, what more can a husband ask for...
However, when she got up from the stool on the dressing table, she obviously felt "top-heavy". Her head seemed to be overwhelmed and shook, causing her whole body to tilt as well.
"Be careful!" Minglan hurriedly helped her.
"It's okay, just get used to it."
Tang Shuwan's beautiful eyebrows twisted slightly, her eyes full of determination. She pushed away Minglan's support and walked several steps holding on to the edge of the dressing table. She quickly adapted to it.
At this time, a maid came to report that breakfast had been prepared in the flower hall.
"My husband is going home today. He still has many things to do. It's getting late. Let's go have breakfast first." Tang Shuwan tensed her body at all times and walked slowly and uprightly towards the door.
"Miss, why don't you wear it?" Minglan really couldn't stand it, "What if I fall or break my neck? My uncle will feel bad."
"Don't worry, I won't..."
Before she finished speaking, Tang Shuwan didn't pay attention. She tilted her neck, causing her whole body to tilt, and she fell to the ground immediately.
"Miss!" Minglan was shocked and rushed over.
"..."
It was also at this time.
A side courtyard separated from the inner courtyard by a wall.
Liu Huixiang has also gotten up.
The maids who were waiting to change and wash came into the room and said softly: "Madam, it's time to wash and change."
"good."
Liu Huixiang was thinking about what would happen after Su Xian returned home, and she dealt with it casually. However, when she saw the clothes sent by the maids, she frowned secretly, waved her hands and said:
"You all please step back, I can do it myself today."
"yes."
After the maids exited the room and closed the door, Liu Huixiang jumped off the bed, opened the wardrobe, opened the bottom drawer, and took out a set of gorgeous and cool tube tops.
After changing into it, he found some fancy clothes and put them on. Finally, he sat in front of the dressing table and put on makeup carefully.
She was extremely beautiful. She was once known as the "Tofu Beauty". Her skin was white, tender, silky and shiny. After being carefully sculpted, she looked really gorgeous.
Especially after she followed Su Xian, the changes in her mood and environment restored her complexion to its most perfect state, and her body became plumper——
The parts that should be drummed are thrilling, and the parts that should be thin are gripping.
Her every move and every smile carries the fragrant young womanly charm, which is inexplicably heartwarming.
After finishing dressing up, a maid suddenly came outside the house to report:
"Madam, breakfast has been prepared in the flower hall."
"knew."
Liu Huixiang went out immediately and walked on the way to the flower hall.
Suddenly, she remembered that Su Xian wanted to take the medicinal food to nourish the body, so she turned a corner and made the arrangements herself, and then rushed to the flower hall.
When we came to the flower hall, the big round table was indeed filled with a sumptuous breakfast.
But Liu Huixiang’s focus is not here.
It was Tang Shuwan wearing a phoenix crown.
"Sister, this dress is really beautiful. The bright red color looks festive, and this phoenix crown is very beautiful on your head, but it should be... very heavy, right?"
Liu Huixiang smiled and sat down, eating breakfast while looking sideways——
Because Tang Shuwan's head is too heavy, she naturally doesn't dare to lower her head when eating. The look of "always holding her head high" looks really interesting.
"My sister can't bear to be dressed like this."
Tang Shuwan stiffened her neck and turned her head to take a look, but her energy was somewhat insufficient: "My sister is more beautiful than a flower. I believe that my husband will be fascinated by my sister when he returns home."
Liu Huixiang said politely:
"Of course I can't compare to my sister. I'm just a vulgar girl. My sister wears a phoenix crown and a red dress. How can she be compared to the beauty in this world?"
"..."
Tang Shuwan was gradually defeated. Who told her to put the phoenix crown on her head?
Although Liu Huixiang's dress is also beautiful, it is not as exaggerated as hers.
"The breakfast this morning is really good! Sister, eat quickly, it will be cold later." Liu Huixiang reminded with a smile.
"good."
Tang Shuwan smiled bitterly and shook her head. If nothing else happened, from now on until Su Xian returned home, she would be teased by Liu Huixiang.
Suddenly, a maid came to the flower hall and said to Liu Huixiang:
"No, madam, there is a missing medicinal ingredient in the medicinal diet. Although I have sent someone to buy it, I am afraid it is too late."
"Don't say..."
Liu Huixiang's expression suddenly changed, and she hurriedly stood up to cover the maid's mouth. At the same time, she turned her head and looked at Tang Shuwan with a guilty conscience.
But her movements were slow, and the maid had already finished her words.
Oops!
Liu Huixiang's heart was pounding.
Recalling that more than ten days ago, Su Xian wanted to give the medicinal recipe to one of them, but both women pretended to be shy and refused to accept it. However, in the end, they returned to the study one after another, both trying to secretly take the medicinal recipe away.
In the end, Liu Huixiang took one step ahead and won the prescription.
Because of this matter, Tang Shuwan made fun of her several times.
Just now, she made fun of Tang Shuwan, but Tang Shuwan discovered that she was secretly brewing the medicine. Tang Shuwan will definitely use the topic to her advantage...
Sure enough, Tang Shuwan's energy came back instantly. She sat on the chair with leisurely time, slowly turned her neck, looked at Liu Huixiang and said with a smile:
"As expected, my sister cares about her husband very much. When she learned that my husband was coming home today, she secretly prepared medicinal meals. Even I didn't know about it, hahaha..."
"No...nothing, sister, don't listen to her nonsense." Liu Huixiang was very embarrassed.
"Really? They say seeing is believing, we might as well go to the kitchen and take a look." Tang Shuwan said and stood up.
"Don't... don't go. It's better to eat quickly, otherwise it will get cold." Liu Huixiang's face turned red and she hurriedly stopped her.
"..."
at the same time.
Imperial City.
Princess Lanling's Mansion.
The news that Su Xian will return to Beijing today has not reached the palace, so Princess Lanling naturally does not know about it.
In the morning, after dawn, Lanling got up as usual.
When changing clothes, Qiu Dianjun led a group of palace maids and displayed various clothes in front of Lan Ling, allowing Lan Ling to choose.
As for the other clothes, Qiu Dianjun specially prepared two styles for the inner clothes -
One is the traditional tube top.
The other type is the jade mask invented by Su Xian.
Lan Ling woke up lazily in the morning and seemed not to have woken up yet. She sat on the edge of the embroidered curtain, her eyes slowly moved, she glanced at the two styles, without saying anything, she only raised her finger to point at the jade cover.
Qiu Dianjun hurriedly took the jade cover, waved the palace maid away, and asked curiously while changing Lanling's clothes:
"A few days ago, the princess wore a tube top every day, but why hasn't she chosen it these past few days?"
"..."
After hearing this, Princess Lanling couldn't help but recall the embarrassing scene when she was having fun with Su Xian.
Qiu Dianjun’s question is actually easy to answer, because——
Su Xian likes the traditional style, especially the cool and gorgeous ones, preferably the ones that are embroidered with gold threads and gems, shiny, beautiful, and dazzling.
According to Su Xian, this style has a classical charm. Although he tinkered with the jade cover, his favorite is the classical style.
Based on this, Lan Ling wore a tube top every day in the past few days because Su Xian was still in Shendu.
In the past few days, Su Xian has gone to Nanchen and is no longer in the capital. Lan Ling naturally feels comfortable... The jade mask is obviously more comfortable.
"It hurts to be strangled!"
Princess Lanling came to her senses. Naturally, she couldn't explain the real reason clearly, so she chose a random reason.
The strangulation was uncomfortable, but it was real, but it was not unbearable. Before Su Xian tinkered with the jade mask, she had endured it for so many years, and it was not a big problem.
"No way!"
Qiu Dianjun looked surprised. As a princess, Lanling's clothes were naturally custom-made and the sizes were carefully measured. How could she still feel "strained and uncomfortable"?
Princess Lanling was a little impatient and replied casually without thinking too much:
"A few days ago, my clothes fit me well, but recently my clothes have become noticeably smaller, making them tight and uncomfortable."
As soon as the words came out of his mouth, Lan Ling regretted them.
No matter how I hear this, I feel like... I'm getting bigger again!
Why get bigger?
The scene where she was having fun with Su Xian reappeared in front of her eyes.
Su Xian's inability to put it down, Su Xian's wanton behavior, Su Xian's overbearingness... are probably the fundamental reasons that promote the growth again.
This kind of thing is very shameful.
But she inadvertently let it slip that she was a princess who had not yet left the palace. She was very thin-skinned, and two rosy clouds rose up from Qingcheng's face, which was so beautiful.
"Oh I got it."
Qiu Dianjun nodded.
Lan Ling carefully observed her face and saw that there was no abnormality, and gradually felt relieved. It seemed that Qiu Dianjun had not thought of that.
Next, neither the master nor the servant spoke, Qiu Dianjun silently dressed her up.
Princess Lanling still wears the fitting purple palace dress, with a slender waist and a convex bust. Her thick black hair is combed into a peony head, with mountain-like temples and full head of pearls.
She has a noble status and a gorgeous temperament. Because she still has a trace of laziness after getting up early, she looks really noble from a distance. You can only watch from a distance and don't play with it...
After changing clothes, washing up, and having breakfast, Lan Ling went to the study room, ready to start a busy day.
She reached the rank of "Shang Shu Ling" and was known as the "Female Prime Minister of the Great Liang Dynasty". The Ministry of Household, Ministry of Industry, Ministry of Rites, Ministry of Personnel, Ministry of War, and Ministry of Punishment were all under her command. She had many things to deal with every day.
Unexpectedly, as soon as Lan Ling sat down on the chair, a servant came to report:
"Your Highness, there is news from outside the palace that the Taiwei set off from Nanchen a few days ago and will arrive in the divine capital today."
"What?"
Lan Ling stood up with a look of surprise, then surprise, and asked: "Is the source reliable?"
"Replying to the princess, the news came from Fan Yanghou's mansion, it should not be false."
"Okay, I know, please step back first."
After the servant bowed and retreated, Lan Ling called to Shangqiu Dianjun and hurriedly returned to the living room. As soon as the door of the living room was closed, Lan Ling hurriedly gave instructions:
"Where's that tube top from morning? Find it quickly."
"Is the princess going to be replaced?"
Qiu Dianjun looked suspicious, but still opened the closet to look for it.
"Well……"
Princess Lanling had just come to her senses at this time. When she changed her clothes in the morning, she found her tube top uncomfortable because of the tightness. As soon as she heard that Su Xian was returning to Beijing today, she had to change it immediately.
Are you not afraid of being strangled now?
Isn't this revealing?
She looked at Qiu Dianjun who was rummaging in front of the closet, feeling regretful and ready to cry.
They should have called Dong Dianjun or the other maids back to their rooms, but it was too late to say anything now.
