Did My Sister Take Her Medicine Today?

"Aunt Rong~"

Zhao Xiangyi called softly.

"Squeak-"

The bedroom door was slowly pushed open, Aunt Rong stood outside and asked softly, "Miss Zhao, what's the matter?"

"Do me a favor."

"it is good."

Aunt Rong didn't have too many questions. She walked behind Zhao Xiangyi and waited for the lady's order.

Zhao Xiangyi didn't speak, she put her hands back and held the shoulder-length black silk.

Aunt Rong stared at her young lady curiously. She had never seen this kind of dressing method.

Even in the years when she took care of the young lady, Aunt Rong never saw Zhao Xiangyi dressed up so grandly.

"...." Zhao Xiangyi stared at herself in the bronze mirror, she divided her hair into two parts, and then held it up with skillful techniques.

"Aunt Rong, have you seen the phoenix gold hairpin on the table? Insert it here for me." As she spoke, Zhao Xiangyi pointed out a place for Aunt Rong.

Aunt Rong had never used a hairpin before, she inserted the hairpin into her hair curiously, and then, Zhao Xiangyi let go, and her black hair was fixed on the pretty head like this.

A hairpin, a balance point, does not require too many tricks.

Different from the youthful vigor of yesterday's ponytail sportswear, today's Zhao Xiangyi, with Zhu Dan's red lips and high temples, is like a princess from an ancient country, dignified and majestic.

Aunt Rong was surprised to find that Miss Zhao's aura had changed.

In the past, she was easy-going and indifferent, like an expert who sees through everything.

But now she is more like a royal family who has been in a high position for a long time. She doesn't look down on anyone, but the people around her are like ants to her.

In front of Zhao Xiangyi, Aunt Rong felt a sense of surrender.

Weird smell...

"My wife, wait for your return." Zhao Xiangyi got up, and said with red lips: "In order to prevent me from being disturbed by the world, my father specially asked someone to teach me this hairstyle."

After speaking, Zhao Xiangyi walked to the bed, she squatted down, and pulled out a box made of ancient sandalwood from under the bed.

Opening the lock, Aunt Rong found that what was contained in the box was actually a bright red long dress.

"This is called Fengxia's neon clothes." Zhao Xiangyi's eyes flashed a flash of memory and nostalgia, and her eyes were soft: "Aunt Rong, thank you for inserting a hairpin for me. I want to change clothes, so please avoid it."

"Oh, good Miss Zhao." Aunt Rong knew the habits of her own lady, she bowed, walked out of the bedroom lightly, and closed the door behind her.

"...." Zhao Xiangyi stared at the Fengxia neon dress in her hand, she closed her eyes slightly, and the memories of the past flooded in like a flood.

"You all step back, I will change my own clothes." The eighteen-year-old girl said to the maid beside her.

"But, Your Royal Highness..."

"Retire. My body can only be seen by my future husband." The young Zhao Xiangyi retired all the maids. Among the many sisters, she is the most conservative one. For her, every inch of her is precious. , can only be viewed by one person.

Before that, no one else, even women, could see it.

Withdrawing her mind, Zhao Xiangyi lightly unbuttoned her clothes, her movements were very slow, as if she was saying goodbye to the past.

Cloud temples, phoenix clothes.

"....Liu..." Zhao Xiangyi opened her mouth, but couldn't pronounce the name.

Only now did she realize to her dismay that she forgot to ask for his name.

But soon, Zhao Xiangyi adjusted her mood, she put on her underwear, and then solemnly picked up the Fengxia neon dress that was lying flat on the bed.

"Father, I'm going to see him." A smile appeared on Zhao Xiangyi's plain pretty face: "Liu...I'm here to see you."

Chapter 142

"Who is this, so beautiful?"

"Is it the coser invited by Xi'an Qinhuang Museum?"

"So high-end?"

"Look, this Hanfu is tailor-made for her."

"Hey, are you stupid? The crown on the waist is the court dress of the Qin Dynasty. The Han Dynasty inherited the Qin system, and the Han court clothes are all derived from the ancient Qin Dynasty."

“…”

Beside the stone seat of the Qinhuang Terracotta Warriors and Horses Museum in Xi'an, Zhao Xiangyi put her hands in front of her body, standing gracefully.

Accompanied by the majesty of the princess, Zhao Xiangyi directly ignored the envious eyes of the women around her. Her face was flat, like a living signboard in a museum.

"Beep beep-"

After waiting for an unknown amount of time, the mobile phone that Zhao Xiangyi was holding tightly finally vibrated.

"...." With a sigh of relief, Zhao Xiangyi pressed the answer button.

She didn't even need to ask who was calling, because her number was only given to one person...

"Miss Zhao, where are you?" On the other end of the phone, the man's voice was so real.

This is the man she has been waiting for for a long time.

"Beside the stone seat at the entrance of the museum." Even though her heart throbbed a little, Zhao Xiangyi's tone was still calm.

"I've been waiting for a long time." Liu Ye's tone was apologetic.

As the capital of the province, Xi'an has a lot of traffic in the morning, and the originally planned half-hour drive took almost an hour.

Zhao Xiangyi said casually: "It's okay, I just arrived too."

She has such a character, even after waiting for a long time, she doesn't want others to face her with apology.

"Okay, we'll be right over."

.........

After hanging up the phone, Liu Ye took Jiang Xinchu and Xu's sisters out of the team.

Since they want to visit the Emperor Qin Museum with Zhao Xiangyi, they can't let Sister Qin lead the team.

The purpose of traveling is to have fun, Zhang Gui and Gu Jinqiu didn't say much about how Liu Ye and the others left the team.

In the early morning, it was still a place with such a large flow of people, nothing could happen.

With just one glance, Liu Ye noticed Zhao Xiangyi standing next to the stone seat of the "Terracotta Warriors and Horses Museum of Emperor Qin".

With high clouds on the temples, Fengxia neon clothes, and light hands, the girl standing there is the focus.

In addition to the extra points, Zhao Xiangyi is also very good at playing. She has the same peach blossom eyes as Liu Yiyi, her nose is slightly raised, her skin is as white as fat, and her body curve has reached the golden ratio.

What a beautiful woman, with a youthful face and a mature temperament, she is just between Liu Yiyi and Jiang Qingyi, and she is somewhat similar to Gu Jinqiu.

"...." Jiang Xinchu's red lips parted slightly, she was a little speechless in surprise.

This...is this really Miss Zhao from yesterday?

Classical and dignified, she has completely different styles from when I first met her!

"Miss Zhao." There was also a flash of surprise in Liu Ye's eyes.

Yesterday's youthful sportswear woman, today, is so grandly dressed.

Liu Ye didn't know Fengxia Nishang, but he knew very well that the red palace dress was only worn on important festivals.

It is impossible for Zhao Xiangyi from the Department of History to be unaware of this.

And... for some reason, the first time Liu Ye saw Zhao Xiangyi, she felt that she was inexplicably familiar.

It's as if I've seen her somewhere.

This strange feeling had already appeared in Liu Ye when he was in Huaqing Palace before.

Where have you seen it...

"...." Zhao Xiangyi didn't know Liu Ye's thoughts, she nodded with a smile, and said softly: "Sorry, I don't know your name yet..."

"!"

It was Zhao Xiangyi's reminder that Liu Ye realized that he had never introduced himself.

"My name is Liu Ye, Yang Liu Yiyi's Liu, Ye Zi's Ye." Liu Ye introduced back: "This is my girlfriend Jiang Xinchu, you met yesterday."

Willow leaves....

Hearing the man's name, Zhao Xiangyi lost his mind for a moment.

She... finally knew Liu Ye's name.

At this moment, the long-lost memory was opened again, and that antique cottage gradually became clear in Zhao Xiangyi's mind.

"..." In the silence, Zhao Xiangyi looked at Xu Qian who was beside Liu Ye, and she hesitated, "This is..."

In the dream, Liu Ye and the girl in front of him were sitting on the ground, calling each other husband and wife, but unexpectedly, Liu Ye's girlfriend would be someone else.

So what is the relationship between this girl and Liu Ye...?

"Her name is Xu Qian." Liu Ye glanced at Xu Qian and pondered, "My friend."

"...." Xu Qian pursed her lips slightly, but she didn't show much strangeness.

In front of outsiders, the relationship between her and Liu Ye cannot be said.

Xu Qian doesn't blame Liu Ye, but...she really hopes that one day, Liu Ye can introduce herself openly, saying that she is his woman.

I don't know if there will be such a day.

"Friend?" Zhao Xiangyi savored the title carefully. If she hadn't seen Xu Qian and Liu Ye in her dream, she might have believed it.

but...

Dreams don't lie.

The relationship between Liu Ye and Xu Qian will not be that simple.

However, Zhao Xiangyi won't break through the window paper after a short time of acquaintance. She looked at Xu Yanran and said with a smile, "This should be Miss Xu Qian's younger sister, right?"