Madam not allowed to remarry

Chapter 652 Who Chose the Clothes

Chapter 652 Who Chose the Clothes
The lips are also bright red, and something has been done on the eyes. Madam's eyes are flickering, and there are two small pieces pasted on the corners of the eyes, from the corners of the eyes to the hair on both sides. People dare not look at it, and feel that their souls are about to be hooked away at a glance.

It is beautiful, so beautiful that it is breathtaking, but it is also so beautiful that it is full of evil spirits.

He also wore a pink hat on his head, with tassels all over the hat, hanging down on the lady's black hair, a few strands of hair were picked and braided into small braids, and the tassels fell down around the hat. When it comes down, it becomes one with those braids, like tassels growing out of the hair, shining golden.

Feather, why do you want to insert feathers?

Mudan finally couldn't hold it anymore: "Ma'am, you dress up like this, it's too, too..."

"What the hell?"

"It's too creepy."

I know it's disrespectful, but I can't help it.

"Hehe, it's okay to have a variety of styles, it's terrible to be uneducated."

"But ma'am, women dressed like this..."

"Changed."

Before she could say the next even more disrespectful words, a deep voice came through the door.

When Long Aohan stepped into the gate of the courtyard, he was fascinated by Meng Baiyun who was pulling his skirt around and teasing the peony.

Yes, fascinated, lose one's soul at a glance.

  The way she dressed made his blood pump, but it was only for his personal benefit.

"General."

The three servant girls hurriedly greeted Long Aohan.

Long Aohan frowned and sized Meng Baiyun up and down, then looked at Xiaowei: "I asked you to prepare some traditional Loulan women's clothing, what are you preparing, and what's going on with this makeup?"

The tone was clearly reproachful, Xiao Wei was wronged, isn't it pretty?
But it was more of fear, trembling: "Yes, I'm sorry, general, servants are also prepared, it's just the set chosen by the madam."

"It's still Madam's fault."

Plop, Xiaowei knelt on the ground with an expression of about to cry.

Mudan is proud of herself, she dresses up her wife like this, and even flatters her, she deserves it.

Meng Baiyun frowned, unable to bear it any longer: "I chose the clothes myself."

"Changed."

"I feel fine."

"Do you want me to change it for you?"

He looked over coldly, but there was a suppressed desire in the depths of his eyes.

Meng Baiyun only felt trembling all over, and lost his temper: "I see, you go out, and I will change it myself."

"What about the clothes?"

He didn't go out, but looked at Xiaowei coldly.

Xiao Wei didn't realize it, but Mudan did it first, and came over with the box in her arms: "The rest are inside, general."

Long Aohan pulled out one by one, opened one by one and threw one by one on the ground in disgust. Finally, the white and pink one at the bottom of the box seemed to satisfy him a little, but he saw that it was a trouser suit and the trousers were It was made of tulle, and the trousers inside could be vaguely seen, and he threw it on the ground again.

"They don't look good, Mudan. Go to Madam's luggage and pick one for Madam to change into. The makeup is also removed for me, and her hair is tied to look like a married woman."

What are you doing, General?

In fact, the last few pieces are quite beautiful, and what kind of hair does the married woman look like?
The corner of Su Er's mouth twitched, why did he feel that the general was unhappy because he wanted to swear his exclusive right to his wife.

"Yes, General."

Long Aohan went out, Xiao Wei held back tears, Meng Baiyun kindly comforted him: "Don't cry, it's pretty, he has no eyesight."

"I'm sorry ma'am, the general said that you were troubled."

"He said me? Hehe, okay, he didn't say me, and he didn't dare, don't cry, I'm very tired recently, I don't want to see girls cry, so just change it for me as he said, actually It was too cold at night, and my body was not fully recovered, and the clothes were too thin, and I was afraid I wouldn't be able to hold them."

The only reason that made her want to change clothes was that those gorgeous clothes were made of tulle. After nightfall, the temperature difference between day and night in Loulan was huge, and she would really freeze to death.

The clothes she carried with her were all casual clothes, but before she left, the emperor gave her a lake-blue dress, which was considered useful at the moment.

The lake blue color is similar to the charming dress before, but after wearing it, the whole temperament is completely different.

If that piece is said to be charming and touching, this one is dignified and elegant, with a myriad of manners.

Different clothes, different natural makeup.

Peony gave her a well-regulated single-knife bun. She really couldn't understand what a married woman's hair was, and it was hard to ask the general, so she did a single-knife bun that the wife would usually do.

Makeup is washed clean, thinly applied powder, lotus root with water.

After doing everything well, Peony opened the door, and Long Aohan stood at the door with his hands behind his back, never leaving.

"General, you can see that this is appropriate."

Long Aohan turned around, looked Meng Baiyun up and down, and then nodded in satisfaction: "Yes, you go down first."

"Yes."

When the three of them went down, Long Aohan stepped into the room, and the clothes he disliked all over the floor were put back into the wooden box.

Meng Baiyun watched him look at those clothes, afraid that he would take that poor girl out again, and walked to the door: "Peony."

"It's ma'am."

"Take off this dress."

"Yes."

"No, Peony, you are busy."

"Oh, General."

After taking a look at the dress, she can wear it, and he also likes to see her wear it, but he can only wear it for him alone.

"Are you well?"

"you said."

She rolled her eyes. Peony didn't insert the hairpin properly, and her hair got stuck, which hurt a lot. She adjusted the hairpin in front of the mirror without turning her head.

Long Aohan stepped forward to take the hairpin from her hand: "I'll do it."

"No, I'll do it myself."

"You can't give me a chance to apologize."

She heard it right, and apologized.

Heh, brushing away his hand, that's what he really wanted to express, sorry for not giving it.

After thinking about it, it's not impossible to give.

Abandoning the hairpin and throwing it on the table, she leaned against the dressing table with her arms folded, raised her eyebrows with a cold look on her face: "I'll let you play with you just like you once, and you let me lie on the bed too, unable to move. You can only drink minced meat porridge, and every time you go to the toilet, it hurts so much that you cry father and mother, I forgive you."

"You know it's impossible, I'm a man."

"Am I still a woman?"

After finishing speaking, both of them blushed, and both thought of something they shouldn't have thought of.

"I don't want to talk to you. If you want me to forgive you, just do as I say. Otherwise, I will save face for you before others, and stay away from me after others."

"Baiyun..."

"Get out." She continued to turn her head to insert the hairpin, but actually wanted to insert it into his throat.

"If, I let you do this, you can forgive me."

He stepped forward.

Her hairpin fell to the ground with a clang.

What does he mean?Just agree?
"Correct."

"If I let you do this, can you promise not to leave me for the rest of your life?"

(End of this chapter)

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