Chapter 21
Time flies like running water, and it is January again, and Zhi'an's piano skills are already comparable to Qingming's.

This time, Zhi'an came to Zhuyuan again.

She didn't say anything, and played the piano with bare hands as soon as she came.

It is Pingsha Luoge.

This song is famous all over the world for its movement in stillness, undulating melody, continuous stretch, and beautiful sound.

"Xiao An's piano skills are already above mine, you can become a teacher."

At the end of the song, Qingming commented.

Zhi'an's face showed joy, she only practiced for one winter, and it's unbelievable that she has improved so fast.

"Then I'll go back first. I was invited by the emperor to attend the Hundred Flowers Banquet. Can you go with me?"

Hundred Flowers Feast?
Qingming nodded and agreed.

Seeing that he agreed, Zhi An couldn't hide his smile, and burst out laughing loudly.

"Qingming, as you grow up, you are becoming more and more unwilling to get close to me. I understand this, but you are still my little Qingming."

Saying that, Zhi An reached out and touched his head, "I'll pick you up later, goodbye~"

Looking at the back of Zhi'an going away, Qingming was stunned for a long time, but his cheeks were burning hot that could not be ignored, and he returned to the bamboo house as if fleeing.

In the Nuanchun Pavilion, almost all the maids are here, ready to wash up for Zhian.

As soon as she came back, Bi Qi took her to take a bath.

There are a lot of flowers in the bathtub today, most of them are relatively strong fragrance, which makes Zhian dizzy.

After taking a bath, Xiang Ling followed the procedure and asked: "Your Highness, the clothes are ready, may I ask if you want the red robe or the plain white light clothes?"

Zhi'an said without hesitation: "Plain white and light clothes."

Without him, the robe is too heavy to run.

Xiang Ling quickly brought the clothes over and changed them for her.

After changing her clothes, Xiang Ling brought her to a maid who looked a little older.

"Qi Qi, comb His Highness's hair."

Qi Qi glanced at Zhi'an's hip-length hair, and at Zhi'an's clothes, and knew what kind of hairstyle Zhi'an was suitable for.

"You come with me."

Qi Qi took her to the designated dressing room and began to comb her hair.

Zhi'an closed his eyes and enjoyed it.

"It's done."

After a while, the hair was combed.

It is an extremely simple hairstyle. The lower part is left as it is, and the upper part is twisted and twisted. After twisting, Qi Qi uses a wooden hairpin to fix all the hair.

Very stable, not loose.

Although this hairstyle is a bit like Feixian bun and tassel bun, it is much simpler than them.

After her hair was combed, Qi Qi helped her apply rouge.

"Try to use as little rouge as possible. If you can, don't choose too strong rouge powder for me."

Qi Qi thought for a moment and agreed.

Qi Qi is the nanny transferred to Zhi'an by the current empress dowager, so she doesn't have to listen to Zhi'an's orders for some things.

The current Empress Dowager Xiaoren doesn't have too much hostility towards Zhi'an, it's all because Qi Qi has a good heart and never says anything bad about her in front of the old empress, but when the Empress Dowager Xiaoren asked her, all Qi Qi said was how much Zhi'an was Good words like virtuous.

Besides, Qi Qi is considered a gentle and ignorant maid, so the Empress Dowager Xiaoren trusts her very much.

After a while, Qi Qi said: "It's done."

Zhi An opened his eyes slightly, then nodded in satisfaction.

They are all very simple dresses, and Zhi'an's face just can support the tone of plain white.

Zhi'an's face is the most exquisite oriental classic beauty face, with long and narrow beautiful eyes, the pupils are dark black color different from ordinary people, just looking at each other, you will feel the chill penetrate your bones.

Those willow-leaf eyebrows were slightly pressed, looking deceptively deceptive, because she didn't go out for a long time, her skin was as white as snow, which can be called icy muscles and bones, and her lips were like a little red in the snow, delicate and charming.

Because Zhi'an's skin is sickly white, so Qi Qi used light red rouge, which made Zhi'an look a little angry.

Zhi'an looked at herself, and smiled softly in her heart: Looking at it this way, she looks like a fairy who does not eat fireworks.

(End of this chapter)

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