No One Can Fight

"Qianyun has seen his mother, mother Jin An."

The girl Ping Ting gracefully gave a big gift.

When this man worshipped, he was helped by a kind woman.

"No gifts, no gifts, now you are finally home." The veil touched the corner of his eyes, and then looked at the girl with a smile and gratification.

"I really deserve to be the daughter of our Ying family. She hasn't seen her for more than ten years. She is beautiful and intelligent. That beautiful place is also a nurturing place."

Feeling, gratified, distressed, all kinds of emotions surfaced on his face.

No matter if the 17-year-old girl in front of her is underneath her feminine appearance, there is a poisonous rose with thorns or a delicate dodder flower.

Her aunt was all on her face, caring about her impeccably.

that is…

A trace of doubt flashed in Cui's eyes.

Why is this kid's salute a little weird?

Can be used as a ruler and water cup to practice ethics from an early age, and she is also a master mistress who salutes various female relatives with flowers.

Cui felt that Ying Qianyun’s gift just now...

The posture is correct.

But what's the blame.

Seeing those bright eyes staring at him like autumn water, Cui temporarily put this doubt behind him.

The polite set of "mother and daughter" was launched again.

One asked what she usually did?

One answer: chanting scriptures, praying for blessings, doing homework, and doing some work to exercise.

The auntie hugged the concubine distressedly, and once again lamented her dedication to the family.

And promised not to do these things in the future.

"You, just follow your fourth sister, watch the flowers, eat tea, play some girl games, and leave the rest to my mother."

"Thank you mother."

She replied shyly, and looked at her mother-in-law with admiration and dependence.

Not at all because of the above sentence.

I have not emphasized that I have become accustomed to chanting sutras, and I have to insist on it.

It didn't emphasize the grievances and hardships I had experienced over the years.

Ying Qianyun directly removed the option of "reciting scriptures and rituals to Buddha" from the "copy of Ying's inner house".

She came back to the house and obeyed the rules of the game to cover up the force value, but she didn't intend to wrong herself.

Ying Qianyun followed her words and responded directly.

What Cui thought was invisible from her face.

Her smile did not change at all. Following the life of the temple, she asked about the people around Ying Qianyun over the years.

[Speaking of which you may not believe it, the people around me can't figure it out by themselves. 】

Of course you can't tell the truth.

"Mother Zhan is very old, already..." Ying Qianyun choked moderately, a trace of moisture appeared in his eyes. "I sent someone to take her back to her hometown in Golden State."

In my hometown in Jinzhou, I eat tea, drink and sunbathe my children.

Ying Qianyun's subordinates who have children in their families like to send them to Mother Zhan.

The elderly are simply super super gold preschool education.

One person can manage more than twenty little rascals.

You can also train a qualified maid for Ying Qianyun with ease.

Xiao Lu is Mother Zhan's most proud disciple.

"Sister Su Mei has reached her age, and I am married to the manager in Zhuangzi."

Ying Qianyun has a small Zhuangzi, and the only private property she clearly has is left to her by Aunt Su.

It stands to reason that this kind of concubine’s assets should be temporarily managed by the concubine.

No matter how bad it is, the father is in charge.

Until the daughter is married and then returned.

Ying Qianyun received the land deed from Zhuangzi when she was 14 years old, which was one of the compensation for not being able to pick her back.

It is true that Sister Su Mei is married to Guan Shi, and the two of them are also true in Zhuangzi.

It's just not the manager and the lady in charge.

It's the owner and wife of Jinyun Commercial Bank.

Backed by the water transportation of the three Jiangnan roads, should Qianyun wait for "filial piety"?

Financial quotient is not so low.

A traverser knows that no matter which path you choose in the future, there is nothing you can't be without money.

"Mother Zhao and Mu Jin are behind with their luggage."

Not only the precious objects sent by Ying's family, but also many... things that are not very visible, all need to be carefully watched by the confidant.

In summary, count the two who are still on the way.

It's just a mother and two maids.

This configuration is perfectly fine for the concubine. But for the favored concubine, it's not enough.

"You kid, just so few people serve you? Why don't you tell your family."

Cui's heartache again.

Gently glanced at the quiet and loyal Xiao Lu.

Did not say that he was satisfied or beat.

"Well, I'll make up for you four second-class girls to wait in front of you. Zhiyixuan itself has two rough ladies, which are enough for the time being."

Putting people around you, but not touching your confidant's position.

I didn't let you choose by yourself, and I was not satisfied with the people you chose by yourself.

"I won't keep you too much. Go take a good rest, wash up, and catch the wind at home in the evening. Everyone is there."

Caught off guard, Cui announced a trivial matter.

For Ying's family, it's a trivial matter, it's just that the whole family gathers for a meal.

Ying's population is really not that large.

But for those who listened to this sentence, it was a big deal.

After a few days, the concubine who had just returned home.

Before the door of the house was clear, he had to make his first official appearance in front of a group of relatives.

The phrase "everyone is here" clearly indicates the reception banquet in the evening.

She will see all her immediate family members within three generations at once.

My father’s family, my second uncle’s family, my third uncle’s family.

All the people in the three rooms of Ying's family are here.

Just to meet her.

An understatement directly gave the returning concubine the highest dignity and the greatest pressure.

Ying Qianyun wanted to applaud Mrs. Cui.

This is the method of a grandmother.

This is a qualified opponent.

This is the correct BOSS for progress.

I don't make things difficult for you, I don't make things difficult for you, I'll look like I'll treat you heartily.

But I will try my best to increase the difficulty of the copy.

Is it wrong to give a cordial and decent reception banquet to a daughter who has not returned home for a long time?

Is it wrong to let elders and family members who have missed their children for many years see their children as early as possible?

If the child is not allowed to see him when he comes back, he won't think much about it.

She gave her children an afternoon to rest and prepare.

This is her auntie who couldn't be more intimate.

Back from the start is a tough battle that has to be taken.

If this is for someone who is sensitive, strong everywhere, and eager to make a good impression on the elders.

I'm afraid it's already in a panic now.

The more chaotic, the more mistakes will be made?

"Miss? There are not a few hours from now to night."

Xiao Lu whispered her concern when she went out.

It's about one o'clock in the afternoon.

Ying's dinner will start at five o'clock.

What tricks are there at the evening banquet is at night.

Now the focus is how to spend more than three hours.

Freshen up and dress up, and have a good look.

The ancient "receiving the wind and washing the dust" is really to be washed.

Sand, dust, and greasy that hasn't been able to take a good bath lately.

Ying Qianyun's current image... can it be regarded as "a man in the dust".

But it definitely can't stand a closer look.

It takes time to just take a shower and wash your hair.

The slightly difficult bun doesn't last for an hour.

Makeup is even more time-consuming.

In ancient times, there was no flawless foundation, highlighter, contouring, eye shadow.

The most frightening thing is...no makeup.

Don't want all the makeup on your face to have a certain degree of durability.

Time-consuming, laborious, and meticulous crafting are inevitable.

This is the result of Ying Qianyun's good young foundation now, and no need to modify it.

If you also include the time to pick clothes and jewelry...

No wonder Xiao Lu looked embarrassed.

Unless Ying Qianyun is willing to sacrifice his first impression and just make it casually.

Or deliberately worse, to imply that Cui’s time is too tight...

Ying Qianyun didn't even think about the former, and it was never her choice to lose before fighting.

As for the complaint?

Haha, this kind of complaint, isn't that jumping into Cui's trap?

As soon as she arrived at Zhiyixuan, she had received encouragement from the young lady, and Xiao Lu, who had re-arranged her ribs, did not even say hello.

Directly give orders with domineering side leakage.

"Miss wants to take a shower, go get some water, hurry up."

Xiaoyuan has a straight face, full of momentum, and a grandmother's demeanor.

The four second-class maids who were going to meet the new master were sent to work without time to introduce themselves.

In ancient times, taking a hot bath was definitely a luxury and troublesome thing.

Fortunately, Ying's family is a privileged class.

Fortunately, Ying Qianyun's concubine was enveloped by a very special halo.

She prayed for the heroes who had spent more than ten years in the temple for Ying's family.

No one would neglect her when she first came home.

The water comes quickly, thanks in part to the fact that the temperature requirements are not very high in the late spring and early summer.

But this is the case. When I am in a hurry, I feel distressed to see the passage of time.

When the four second-class maids prepared the water.

When I turned around, I saw a very luxurious and luxurious bathing suit.

Are the three flower-shaped soaps sold for one or two pieces of silver in Qingyun Pavilion?

The golden yellow liquid in a glass bottle, isn't it a plume of gold? With just a little bit, the skin will be very tender and smooth with its own body fragrance... This one costs one or two gold bottles!

And the next...

"What am I talking about, can you not bring other things, how can you not bring things for washing."

Xiao Lu Mali helps Ying Qianyun remove her hair and make-up.

"Go down, just have me here. Miss bathing isn't used to being served by others."

Even if there is no shortage of manpower, Xiao Lu will not let the people Cui give to be so close to Miss.

The rusher Xiao Lu looked at the maid who had just looked like "I'm professional" and "I can be a first-class" in a daze and went out in a daze.

"They are..." Looking back at Ying Qianyun, whose clothes were half-washed, "Is she surprised by the young lady's figure?"

Ying Qianyun:...

"Let's hurry up."

The four maids who were shocked by the local tyrant bathing suits outside.

Talking in a low voice.

The topic was initially emotional: "The master really loves the third lady to give such an expensive thing."

After Ying Qianyun started to wash her hair, she gradually changed into a shocked body.

Isn't it going to be a banquet in the evening?

Time is limited, Miss San has to wash her hair?

What should I do if my hair can't dry?

Is it with wet hair...

"It's still very cold at night this season."

"The wind is not small today."

"It's really hard."

"This third lady seems to be a strong person."

Ying Qianyun is indeed a strong person.

But she is not a person who wronged herself.

Between illness and brilliance, she would definitely consider her health first.

Xiao Lu Moli's help Ying Qianyun washed her hair clean.

Get closer and smell, um, it's fragrant.

"Miss, all right."

Ying Qianyun took off the homemade mask on his face and stood up from the water.

The surging internal force wandered to the palm of his hand.

The beautiful woman's hand gently stroked the waterfall-like blue silk.

The excess water is detached from the long hair neatly.

Give it a go.

The dry hair fluttered lightly.

Snow-skinned black hair.

Slim waist and long legs.

Bright eyes and red lips.

Oh oh oh oh oh, why is her lady so beautiful! !

Who will be cheaper in the future! !

Miss, don't you really think about the plan to kidnap all the beautiful boys in the capital?

We can be tied up, we can afford it!

Xiao Lu has no time to appreciate the beauty of the lady.

If this is normal, she can blow a stick of incense just by blowing a rainbow fart.

The two took the lead in choosing clothes.

However, it is said that it is a choice, and there is not much choice.

They brought back not many clothes.

Naturally, those who passed on the road cannot be worn again.

Now it is to arrange and combine as much as possible in two or three sets of dresses.

Match a set of generous and decent.

Fortunately, Ying Qianyun is rich, not the bitter cabbage, the pattern and quality of the clothes are not said.

It is definitely not rude to attend the family banquet.

After choosing the clothes, repeat the trick.

Sprinkle a little water on the small wrinkles of the clothes, and then use your palms instead of irons to smooth them out.

Putting on the clothes, a generous and decent lady appeared halfway through.

It took time and effort to get a sober and elegant makeup without losing the vitality of the girl.

Just want to celebrate.

He looked up at the water drop moment next to him.

Xiao Lu was directly excited.

"Miss, there are only two sticks of incense left."

I still spend too much time on makeup.

"Changing hair is divided into shaw buns. Simple, light and gentle, plus a set of braided hair. This will make you look a little more lively."

This is Xiao Lu's best, and one of the most suitable buns for Ying Qianyun.

"Could it be... easier?"

"It's okay, it fits the clothes well. The headwear is more delicate."

See the key points of the elders.

Well-behaved, clean but lively.

Simplicity and sophistication are both important.

that's fine.

"Miss, look, are these appropriate?"

Usually there is a choice disorder in dressing, and it is the first time that Xiao Xie encounters a scene where a clever woman can’t cook without rice.

They really don't bring much.

"Miss, did you say that Madam will send some jewelry or something later?"

"What do you think?" Ying Qianyun looked at her little maid in the mirror, why is she so naive.

"Didn't you say that she doesn't treat you badly on the surface?"

"So she will give me a bunch of wearing clothes in front of everyone at the family banquet, showing kindness."

Xiao Lu headed out and wandered.

Sure enough, only one of the four second-class ones remained.

The rest was borrowed.

The reason is that the mistress is not enough to prepare the evening family banquet.

"Tsk tusk tusk tusk." Xiao Lu returned with a look of emotion. "This is the house fight."

"I thought it would be like that..."

The servants crossed their eyebrows and sneered, mocking Ying Qianyun for being a concubine but being so arrogant.

The wife told Ying Qianyun to kneel for a few hours, and then she made people get up.

No food, no drink, and let him do rough work.

"This is not called house fighting, it's called bullying."

Ying Qianyun almost laughed out loud, if it was of this level, then it is estimated that her house fighting progress would be troublesome.

With his temper, he definitely couldn't make it through the second round.

"It would be great if that were the case." Xiao Lu sighed longing for violent peace.

Then concentrate on choosing among the few accessories.

With a headache, Xiao Lu took out a hairpin made of golden silk and peony, and gestured on Ying Qianyun's head.

This one is a bit gorgeous, and it doesn't match today's theme.

Should I cover half with my hair?

"It would be great if the **** was there."

The simplicity, beauty and originality, also fits the identity of Miss Li Buddha.

Why didn't you wear it with you?

regret.

The white and slender fingers as clear as jade easily cut off the hairpin from Xiaolu's hand.

The white and tender index finger and the belly of the ring finger are aligned with the petals, pinching, pulling and twisting.

A hairpin with the Chinese character **** makes its debut. From a distance, the lines are simple and smooth, full of Buddha-likeness. From a closer look, you can see many patterns that originally belonged to peony, adding a unique mystery.

Ying Qianyun smiled and looked at his little maid.

Raise eyebrows.

This will not be solved.

"Miss!" Long live!

You are the most awesome lady!

Xiao Lu quickly handed the pearl hairpin that also made her hesitate just now to her own lady.

"The pearls are all removed, and the base is pinched into small auspicious clouds. Later, this row of small auspicious clouds will be used to fix them on the braid."

"Miss Miss, pinch half a lotus, and remember the half."

"Also, there is..."

Do you remember that we only have half an hour left?

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