So it is conceivable that these two people attach great importance to the theme of Empress Zhaohua!

Fang Nian thought he would never see the finished product of this theme in his lifetime.

Unexpectedly, it was proposed by Brother Zhao himself.

"Empress Zhaohua?"

Ye Rongyin, who came up for some time, looked curious.

Zhao Yingmo looked at several of the best people in the world who were completely in line with his own mind.

It's hard to hide the excitement in my heart.

"I promise you will be satisfied!"

Zhao Yingmo patted his chest and promised.

"Baby, can we try it?"

When Ye Rongyin heard this name, she immediately became interested!

You can tell that it is based on the girl’s visual plan!

I don't know if it's the kind she thought.

Turning back, his red lips brushed the man's cheek.

The eyebrows are as far as the mountains, and the lips are as if the fire is as big as the fire. It is simply a posture that comes out of the painting...

In ancient times, when a male lover was a man, he would probably be able to at least have a role in the harem.

Fu Jingsi's brows frowned slightly.

Ye Rongyin immediately collapsed with her face and looked at him pitifully.

"Baby, baby..."

The soft and soft girl's voice became more and more gentle because of her coquettishness.

Bear teeth bit his lower lip and his big watery eyes.

The man seemed to hear the ripples in his heart swaying.

His girl is getting smarter.

Every time I want to achieve my goal, I will act spoiled.

But he just took this set.

"Um."

After a long time, the man nodded quietly.

Ye Rongyin immediately smiled.

She just took a look and found that this set was mainly Tang style.

Tang suits are famously bold and colorful.

She could almost guess her outfit and outfit.

Since he is the empress and the male favorite.

Then Fu Jingsi naturally dressed up as a male favorite.

Thinking of this scene, Ye Rongyin couldn't even think about it.

Oh my god...

She was really about to die of curiosity by her own curiosity.

"Several people, please come with us..."

Fang Nian instructed Ye Rongyin and others to walk backwards.

When he walked to the room behind, Ye Rongyin discovered that there was actually a peach garden behind the studio on the commercial street.

Although the place is not big, there is no shortage of pavilions, towers, suspension bridges and flowing water.

There are also two thatched houses.

The flowing water was slightly hot, and bursts of heat appeared, invading the entire place, and the fairy energy lingered in the hazy state.

"Your facilities are quite complete..."

Even if Fu Ningyuan is a person who has always been picky, he has to praise him from the bottom of his heart.

"Haha, this is definitely the treasure of this set of Empress Zhaohua, our boss and Brother Zhao." Fang Nian said from the side.

From there, two studio staff came and took several people to put on makeup.

The makeup artist is quite professional, less than an hour.

The prototype of Empress Zhaohua should be Empress Zetian, so Ye Rongyin's makeup is also quite domineering.

Ye Rongyin in the mirror has delicate facial features, and is based on the plum blossom makeup of Princess Shouyang of the Tang Dynasty, integrating the characteristics of Feihongzhuang.

The clothing is not a traditional dragon robe, but a bright red nine-dragon robe hand-sewn with bright red gold embroidery thread, which combines the tenderness of a woman and the domineering of an emperor.

"Beauty, this dress is simply tailor-made for you!"

The makeup artist who was in charge of styling Ye Rongyin couldn't help but exclaim.

Ye Rongyin's eyebrows and eyes were vivid, and her expression was slightly restrained, and the nobleness around her body was faintly revealed.

When she was carrying her skirt, she just walked to the door and saw Mu Yunshen dressed in a white scholar.

Blonde hair and blue eyes, according to principles, should be incompatible with traditional clothing like A country.

But what is magical is that it is integrated with the scholar in white clothes, just like it is tailor-made for him.

The people of the Tang Dynasty were open and were known as the Heavenly Dynasty.

Mu Yunshen's scholarly costumes combine exotic features, which complement each other completely when paired with him.

"Rongrong..."

Seeing Mu Yunshen from Ye Rongyin from a distance, he was so excited that he ran over immediately.

"Is it good-looking? Is it good-looking?"

He also walked around in front of Ye Rongyin for several times.

He had long wanted to try traditional clothing like A country, but people around him kept saying that he was not suitable as a foreigner.

I didn't expect it to look good when worn.

Mu Yunshen's expression completely exposed his preference for clothing.

"Damn, this thing is so troublesome!"

A complaint came from the other side of the bridge. Ye Rongyin looked up and couldn't help but lit up.

She was wearing pink and blue silk, with dark patterns embroidered at the hem of the skirt, a white waist seal at the waist, exquisite embroidery patterns, wearing a jade crown on her head, and a white folding fan in her right hand.

Although a face was almost twisted.

But the temperament of that young man from a noble family is fully demonstrated.

It overlaps quite well with Fu Ningyuan's own character, and it is simply a true character role.

"Aunt San, I know I am handsome, so don't be stunned. My third uncle is a jealous person. I can't bear to vent my anger on you at that time, and it's all superimposed on me..."

Fu Ningyuan looked frightened, and the young man looked scared.

Ye Rongyin made him laugh again.

"Where is the third master?"

After seeing Mu Yunshen and Fu Ningyuan's outfits, her curiosity about Fu Jingsi was simply reaching the peak.

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Although the outfits of these two are pretty, they are pretty average!

The male favorite she imagined!

"Uncle San is there..."

Fu Ningyuan calmed down at the pavilion in front of him.

Ye Rongyin walked over quickly with her skirt.

There are several layers of veils around the pavilion.

The windbreaker blew, and the gauze curtain rose in the wind.

In a faint, through the veil, she saw the man half lying in the pavilion.

He was wearing a long red gown, his hair was scattered behind him, and a wooden hairpin just picked up part of his long hair, covering half of his face.

The wind blows, and the evening clouds gradually turn red.

The person sitting in the pavilion was like glass, with a cold and arrogant attitude.
To be continued...