The sturdy little chef

Chapter 711
There is no way to hold the book, but to dress up the lady.

Xue Fanghua's hair, half of which was shaved before, now has some stubble, which is not so obvious, but it will take a long time to restore it to before.

Holding the book can only be covered with a black hairnet, and modified bit by bit. It took almost an hour to comb a makeup, and my wrist was so tired that I almost couldn't lift it.

Xue Fanghua stared fixedly at himself in the mirror, rubbed his fingertips at the black hairnet on his head in the mirror, pursed his lips and smiled coldly, with a gloomy expression on his face.

Twenty-eight cardamom years, but had to dress up as a black widow!

Since the young lady came back from having her hair shaved last time, her whole person has become gloomy, terrifying and cold. Holding the book and looking at the sternness flashing in her eyes, her heart trembled, and she wrung her fingers and said, "If you feel dissatisfied, Miss?" , the servant will comb it again."

Xue Fanghua withdrew her hand, her gloomy eyes calmed down, and she said lightly, "No need, it's hard for a smart woman to live without rice, and it's hard for you to comb out your makeup if you lose half of your hair, go and get that black cloak for me to put on." .”

Holding the book heaved a sigh of relief, took the cloak and put it on for the young lady.

From the hair down to the heels, she was all in black, with a cold face, it didn't look like she was going out for a stroll, but rather like going to a funeral.

The New Year's Eve looks very unlucky.

How nice to wear a red cloak!

However, she doesn't dare to persuade Miss anymore, she was slapped for talking too much a few days ago, and now her cheeks are still aching!
"Let's go."

Xue Fanghua said lightly, and left Fengmian Pavilion.

She stayed in the Phoenix Eye Pavilion like a dead person, and she stayed there long enough. At this moment, breathing the cold air outside, she instantly felt as if she had passed away.

In fact, it was only a short period of one year for her to enter the Fourth Prince's Mansion.However, Xue Fanghua, who was as delicate as a flower, gentle and graceful, yearning for everything back then, has long since disappeared.

"The moon cage house, the agarwood is picturesque,

That young man still had sand between his brows,
But I retired to the Buddhist temple, and I lost my youth. "

In a year's time, the sea has changed and the fields have been mulched.

Are you willing? Of course not.

Xue Fanghua's eyes were slightly wet, and she walked out slowly.

On the edge of the lotus lake, I met Wang Biluo, who was dressed in resplendent and resplendent flowers, red and willow green.

Green robes, red cloaks, shining gold hairpins on the head, and dangling gold-encrusted jade pendants on the ears, lively and fragrant, vulgar and enthusiastic, for the New Year, this dress of an empress in the palace is very suitable for the occasion.

Wang Biluo was always a wishful thinking person who was in good spirits at happy events. Seeing Xue Fanghua dressed as a widow, he couldn't help being happier. He raised his eyebrows and said with a smile, "Yo, this is a Chinese New Year celebration, and the concubine is going to attend the funeral!"

The person holding the book at the side turned pale when he heard it.

Let's just say that this attire will be criticized.

He raised his eyes to look at his young lady, but saw that his young lady was indifferent, so he was slightly relieved.

Xue Fanghua smiled lightly, "I have seen the princess, the princess is really very happy."

"Of course, the plan for a year lies in the spring. The New Year's Eve, with a dead face, wearing a dead clothes, probably no man likes to see it, no wonder Princess Side hasn't consummated the marriage with the Lord until now! Twenty-eight years of Hua Yi But it’s day lily!”

Wang Bi straightened her waist, walked past Xue Fanghua arrogantly, and brought a burst of fragrant wind.

Xue Fanghua stood still, with a calm face, but the long fingers under the cloak had already been pinched into the flesh.

(End of this chapter)