The Empress’ Livestream

Chapter 289 Chapter 289: "Hua Kui Touring the Street"

It is now late autumn, and the prelude to winter has been played between the heavens and the earth. Everything is covered with gold, and there is a depression in the air.

However, the cold weather in the autumn did not affect the lively nature of the people in Shanghai. The wide road has been cleared. Both sides are guarded by officers and soldiers holding weapons to stop those people who are enthusiastic about seeing the young Langjun's face.

When the time arrived, more than a hundred horse-drawn carriages slowly drove towards the Royal Palace from various places, and pedestrians on both sides stretched their necks.

"Well, that Lang Jun is so beautiful and looks like a fairy. I don't know which one ..."

"Regardless of who he is, we, ordinary people, can see it now ..."

More than a hundred red silk carriages set off from Kyrgyzstan and walked around the main street of Beijing.

The curtain lifted, revealing the enthusiastic Lang Jun inside, each with red lips and white teeth, beautiful clothes, and good looks. Occasionally, his eyes fluttered and fell on the unmarried woman. He could **** the soul away, even if his identity was disparate. Many women who haven't been out of the court will also dress up beautifully today, and humiliately send Qiu Bo to the young Lang Jun in the carriage in order to make a good relationship.

Jiang Yanji sat in a tea shop, leaned against the window, and turned his head slightly to see the lively scene down the street.

"Similar to Hua Kuiyou Street ... spicy eyes."

She took a sip of tea, glanced at the one or two red silk carriages that happened to pass below, and silently looked away.

Those who have the same thoughts as her are naturally counted by the audience in the live broadcast room. When they heard that there were any street tours before the evaluation, they could see the many high-quality small meats participating in the evaluation, and they all moved to the bench and howled. Neck waiting for the street to begin.

However, when the first carriage passed by, he covered his eyes and mourned his eyes to be blind.

[Ru Wife Ru Zi Wu Yang Zhi]: I'm here to see a beautiful man. I didn't come here for an eyeball removal operation. The anchor is not kind to you.

[Old driver Lian Meng]: If it wasn't for the anchor to say that this is a serious event, I would have thought that what floor is hosting Hua Kui You Jie ...

[Boss Cao loves his wife]: No, upstairs, which Huaikui is in this position, and are not afraid of going bankrupt?

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Jiang Yanji originally wanted to vomit. When she saw the vomit in the live room, the tea she ate was almost choked in her throat.

Although she was a bit ill, she didn't make it too ugly. Feng Jin, who was sitting opposite her, was more sad. He almost spilled tea on brand-new clothes. If he hadn't swallowed the tea, he would probably spit it out. "Lanting, you are ..."

"I'm telling the truth, they are more swaggering than Hua Kui You Jie." Jiang Yanji said with a smile, his eyes resembling a pair of crescents, flashing a smile, "I had a pity at first. You missed this evaluation because of a hand injury. However, The thought of you sitting in a red silk carriage like them, dressed up in flowery clothes, pink clothes and green clothes, can't bear to look straight. "

The weather has completely cooled down, but this festival cannot stop these people's passion for dress.

Most of the clothes are bright pink, water green, lake green, turquoise, green, willow yellow, and red. The placket is slightly loose, showing a little clavicle, and the bun is bundled with a jade crown, decorated with delicate silk flowers or blooming red. The plum branches were covered with heavy snow-white powder on their faces, as white as a lime wall, and their lips were mostly smeared with red and bright lipstick, which showed that goosebumps came out all over the body.

The aesthetics of the masses of the people in ancient times, she still could not understand.

In her opinion, the people who were so ugly that fell into the eyes of the people downstairs were so beautiful.

Jiang Yanji took a deep breath, and she had to admit that the Langjun's facial features are indeed superb, and the face value should not be low, but their makeup techniques are too destructive, which makes Jiang Yanji have to wonder if these poor baby offend the shape Teacher ...

Alas, where did the stylist come from in this era!

Feng Jin looked helplessly at Jiang Yanji, cried and laughed, "This is the style of Beijing, sought after by noble sons."

"Whether it is sought after by a hundred people or one million people, ugliness is ugliness. The so-called beauty is not to insert everything good in your head. If so, it is better to look at the vase." Feng Jin was speechless.

Feng Jin coughed and said, "Lanting is still young. You will naturally understand when you are older."

Jiang Yanji glanced at Feng Jin and looked at the other side uncomfortably.

"If Huaiyu thinks it's so beautiful, why never see you smearing it?" Jiang Yanji looked him up and down, the turquoise blue shirt, the layers of clothes stacked, the wide-sleeved cannon, the black hair was neatly bundled, and the hair crown was simple and natural. It looks pretty refreshing.

Feng Jin fingered her, shook her head, and stunned, "Born naturally, Jin doesn't need to be decorated with foreign objects."

Jiang Yanji: "..."

Feng Jin, even if you are narcissistic, you are so narcissistic.

Jiang Yanji was boring and holding a window in one hand, and red silk carriages drove past the tea shop one by one. The people seemed to be incarnations and looked at the stars. Many girls looked straight at their eyes, and many girls saw the person they liked, even Remove the sachet at the waist and throw it to the carriage.

I do n’t know if it ’s a habit to watch. Many viewers in the live broadcast show that this style of painting seems acceptable.

Jiang Yanji: "..."

Suddenly, a mime distressed the audience's aesthetics. Was it destroyed?

Just when she was drowsy, the barrage between the live broadcast suddenly burst out, almost covering every inch of the virtual screen. Jiang Yanji frowned, and didn't understand that these face controls were eating wrong What medicine?

[Small fist hammer you]: 嗷嗷 嗷嗷 嗷 ——Baby sees her baby's husband, so handsome! !! !! !!

[Sleeping Three Kingdoms Gods]: I feel my eyes are healed, great o (≧ v ≦) o ~~

[Old driver Lian Meng]: I heard the sound of flowers blooming.

[Orange-flavored chicken drumstick]: Ma Ma asked me why the phone screen is wet, not enough to lick-

[Three Squirrel Snacks]: It was blown up. Asceticism is the male god, as if torn his placket.

She turned her head and looked downstairs, and Feng Jin smiled loudly.

"This Lang Jun's eyes are so born, I don't know which one?"

The man was wearing a blue wide-sleeve robe with a slightly deep color and did not make him look old-fashioned. Instead, he lined that snow-white skin to the extreme, his face was like a crown jade, his hair was like splashing ink, his lips were not red and his brows were not The painting is green, unlike other people watching the people showing off their faces and smiling, and the spring breeze is proud. He always sits in an upright position, closing his eyes, as if thinking deeply, leaving a slight crease on his brows.

With excellent eyesight, Jiang Yanji can even see the other person's long eyelashes.

"Hey--"

(End of this chapter)