She was wearing a pink dress, which was a new dress she wore specially today. She had never given birth to a child, and her figure was still slender. She lightly licked her lips, which were slightly sweet red and were made of good materials.
, the only high-quality goods in the capital.
After making sure that there was nothing wrong, she raised her head, but she still didn't dare to look directly at the other person. It wasn't how scary the other person was, but the look in her eyes that made her heart beat like a deer for no reason! It seemed that that look could capture her soul.
"Are you here for a wedding drink?" Jiang Xiuping asked nervously.
Xuan Jinmo smiled slightly, a little lazily and carelessly. He didn't know whether he was looking at her or at the blooming rose, but his smile was a little dazed.
"Your name is Jiang Xiuping." Just when Jiang Xiuping thought that this person would not speak, Xuan Jinmo suddenly smiled and said casually, "Tong Hua'an's third wife, Mrs. Tong's distant relative, was originally Tong Hua'an's third wife.
The old lady’s personal maid is now the concubine of Young Master Tong.”
Jiang Xiuping was stunned and blurted out: "How do you know?"
Xuan Jinmo smiled slightly, stood up and took two steps forward. Under the sun, Jiang Xiuping discovered that the white clothes on his body were not pure white to be exact, but almost white silver. The belt around his waist was decorated with a
A piece of transparent and clear black jade, the size of an egg, with excellent texture.
Although he was born into a poor family, he grew up in Tong Mansion and followed Mrs. Tong. Although he had never owned it, he had seen that this kind of jade could only be worn by people of noble birth. Ordinary people, even if they were rich and could rival other countries, could not own it. In the end,
At least you can't show it off in front of others.
The Wumeng Kingdom has a strict hierarchy, and those who violate the rules will be put to death.
He is silver-white in color, only inferior to yellow. He must be an important minister in the court, or a hereditary prince.
Xuan Jin didn't say anything silently. He stretched out his hand to pluck a yellow rose from the rose bush. It was in full bloom. He put it to his nose and sniffed it. He smiled slightly and looked at Jiang Xiuping. His tone was a little desolate, as if he suddenly came from
The flowers are blooming in the warmth of spring and the mood of autumn is in full swing.
"Jiang Xiuping, can you tolerate newcomers, or can newcomers tolerate you?"
A trace of anger flashed across Jiang Xiuping's face, and she felt a little lonely. She couldn't explain why.
Xuan Jinmo laughed. Although the laughter sounded pleasant, it made people feel extremely uncomfortable. It seemed that the flower in his hand fell to the ground accidentally, and he didn't pick it up. He just stepped on it without looking back.
The sound was carried by the wind.
"How can I tolerate you as a newbie? You have no children, why should you survive?"
The sound has not disappeared, but the person is no longer visible. It’s really strange. It was clearly firecrackers and gongs and drums just now, but why could this person’s words be heard?! When I lowered my head, the yellow rose flowers on the ground were already in chaos.
The shape is no longer as beautiful as before.
Who is this man? What does his words mean?
The Xuan family's sedan chair stopped at the door and did not go in. Xipo stood beside the sedan chair, holding a handkerchief in her hand, looking at Tong Hua'an and his father and mother who were waiting at the door with a troubled expression. She stood slightly behind and stood with a bright smile.
The girl is young, slender, wearing light pink clothes, standing with her hands down.
"Why didn't you come in when you got to the door?" Tong Ke asked with a smile.
"This -" Xi Po smiled, as if she couldn't explain it clearly. She took a peek and saw that Young Master Jin Mo, who had just disappeared, was standing where he was just now without knowing it, with an indifferent expression on his face.
"Is our house not prepared properly enough?" Tong Ke asked in a good temper.
"It's her -" a lazy voice came from Xuan Jinmo, pointing behind everyone, "She got in first, but she's blocked here, how can Jinyan get in?"