The beauties sent by Tubo and South Vietnam are all beauties. Although they are not beauties in the traditional sense of the Central Plains, Qin Rou has dark skin and a little bit of wild and gentle beauty, while Zhuoma is the kind of pure and flawless girl.
The beauty of.
Therefore, although she is not a beauty in the traditional sense, she is still a beauty.
What is the name of the person in front of me... Heiwa Ayako? Is this... a beauty?!
Whose beauty looks like this?! Okay, why do you want to send a female ghost from a storybook?
Under the stage, Wen Yuwan and Cheng Fenglou's baby son Cheng Anyang had just turned three this year. The scene in front of him was obviously beyond his understanding. The moment the little carrot head saw the beauty, he burst into tears.
"Wow - mother! It's so scary!"
Then he plunged into Wen Yuwan's arms.
Wen Ranran&a;Xia Lishuang: "..."
Although it is a bit rude, but in this case there is no need to be so-called polite...
To a certain extent, the child speaks out and expresses the common sentiments of everyone.
"Haha! The aesthetics of your country are really...unique!" Wen Ranran bit her back molars, squeezed out a smile, and reluctantly praised.
"That's right!" Ishida Ichiro suddenly looked very proud.
Wen Ranran suddenly became even more frightened. She pulled Xia Lishuang's sleeves and whispered, "Even if there is no ***, I will never sign a friendly agreement with them! This... this messenger is not in his right mind.
Do I still expect the person above him to be sane?!"
Xia Lishuang is convinced of this...ν.
In the audience, someone finally couldn't sit still.
Lu Shenyan, the newly appointed Minister of Honglu Temple, finally couldn't sit still.
"This Master Shi..."
Ishida Ichiro's face twitched, "My surname is Ishida!"
"Okay Master Shi! I don't care whether your aesthetic brain is crazy or this beauty's brain is crazy... I suggest you take her down quickly!"
"Why?!"
"Didn't you see that all of us here, including those from neighboring countries, were frightened?"
Lu Shenyan spread his hands and motioned Ishida Ichiro to look around.
Qin Huaiyi and Granny Jinhua, two sworn enemies who had never dealt with each other, actually nodded in unison at this moment, and even Yan Yi didn't look very good.
Not to mention the remaining few...
Ishida Ichiro's expression was obviously a little uneasy, and he finally scolded the beauty, "Get out of there!"
The beauty was seen like this in public, and she was already crying. The tears washed away the pale frost on her face, making it even more weird...
A nice New Year's Eve dinner turned into a blockbuster movie about a female ghost seeking her life. Wen Ranran was a little worried.
"No need! So what...he is a messenger after all. Just wash off the makeup and sit down with everyone!" Wen Ranran finally waved her hand, extremely cordial.
This statement finally brought back the atmosphere that had reached the edge of horror.
As a result, the New Year's Eve banquet changed from arguing to watching people wash their faces...
Wen Ranran watched as the palace servants brought basin after basin of water. It was not until the third basin of water was changed that the so-called geisha washed her face clean.
In front of everyone, I don't know how many people can hope that she will be a beauty under the heavy and pale makeup, but in the end, she should not have hope for the aesthetics and appearance of the Japanese country.
Okay! Wen Ranran thought she would look like a beauty after washing it off! But it turned out that she put on such heavy makeup because she was not a beauty?
Wen Ranran sighed.
This New Year's Eve banquet was basically not eaten well by everyone, and it ended hastily anyway.
Wen Ranran sighed, and the first thing he did when he returned was to take off the phoenix crown on his head - this was probably the most boring year of the year.
Wen Ranran took off her makeup and was about to go to bed, but Xia Lishuang held her hand after finishing the matter.
"Don't sleep yet, let's go see something good for you!?"
"Ah? What good stuff?"
"Come with me and you will know!"
Wen Ranran was blindfolded, and Xia Lishuang held her in her arms and started practicing Qinggong, bringing her to a different place.
Know where it is.
The sound of howling wind can be heard in my ears.
I don't know how long it took, but Xia Lishuang finally stopped. Wen Ranran subconsciously untied the cloth in her hand. Then, the sight in front of her made her eyes widen.