XII gl

The emperor Zhou Yongzhang was not fond of beauty and sex, and the harem was empty. Qin Shu entered the palace as Zhaoyi, and as the most beautiful newcomer among the concubines, she was as beautiful as ever.

Qin Fang followed the rules and followed the servants into Qin Fang's palace without squinting.Rare playthings are placed everywhere as if they don't want money, and you can feel the dignity of this sister everywhere.This sister is really flamboyant.

Qin Fang respectfully bowed to Qin Shu as taught by his aunt, and said, "Your servant, see Zhaoyi."

She kept her head down, and her eyes never fell on Qin Shu since entering the hall.She will do what needs to be done, and she will never do anything unnecessary.

"Sister, I haven't seen you for a long time, and we are so estranged." Qin Shu seemed to have a lot of emotion, and he stretched out his hand to help her up, "There is no need to observe these empty etiquette between us."

If he hadn't kept the etiquette, Qin Fang would have gotten out of front of her long ago.Why did Qin Shu put her in his eyes?It seemed that Qin Shu's life in the palace was really not comfortable.

Qin Fang stood up obediently, and sat down obediently under Qin Shu. She took a sip of tea to moisten her throat, and said bluntly, "Mother and the courtiers are very strange why Zhaoyi wants to see me..." After a pause, then Said, "Mom misses my sister very much."

When Qin Fang spoke, Qin Shu seemed a little absent-minded, twisting the white porcelain teacup with her hand painted with Dan Kou.The pure white against the dazzling red is shocking.

Qin Shu interrupted her: "I have rejected the palace servants."

Qin Shu is a proud person. It seems that she is not willing to act falsely, which is beyond Qin Fang's expectation.

"Sister, please tell me." Qin Fang listened attentively.This sister is more sincere than before.

Qin Shu was still rubbing her fingers on the rim of the clear white porcelain cup, she smiled and said, "You don't seem to be curious about my recent situation."

Qin Fang was smarter than she imagined, and her marriage was approaching, and she was neither humble nor overbearing.She has already guessed what will happen in the future, right?In contrast, it was ridiculous and pathetic for me to have a girlish mind before.

Since Qin Fang saw through it earlier than her, he should have more unhappiness than her.Thinking of this, Qin Shu covered her lips and let out a low laugh, "I really should have let you come over."

"I don't understand." Qin Fang shook his head.She didn't understand a word of Qin Shu's words.

Qin Shu wants to see how pitiful she is, but she doesn't feel pitiful at all.

Qin Shu's face changed slightly.

Didn't Qin Fang know that Qin Shu was offended, so she didn't bother to take care of it.She lowered her head, making a submissive look at the moment.Qin Shu suddenly asked her, do you know that we two sisters look very similar?She shook her head vigorously just now, and she had a rather violent reaction.The similarity between sisters is not a good thing for her.Zhou Yongzhang and Zhou Yongzhen are two brothers, and this is the world of abusive literature. When Qin Fang heard Qin Shu's question, his heart skipped a beat.

"My sister is pretty." She said, biting her lower lip, hating that she couldn't blurt out the excuses in her heart.Perhaps Qin Shu was afraid that the emperor would be interested in her, but she knew that neither Zhou Yongzhang nor Zhou Yongzhen could put her in the eyes of a concubine with no temperament.Qin Shu's generosity, dignity, and politeness were cultivated since she was a child. She is incomparable to a time traveler like her, and naturally she is an unfavored doormat.

Qin Fang stood up, saluted Qin Shu respectfully, and said solemnly, "We are related by blood. My sister and I are three points similar. But it is difficult to draw a dragon or a tiger. My sister doesn't have the charm at all."

The implication is that Qin Shu doesn't need to put her in his eyes.

Qin Fang returned to the General's Mansion with Qin Zhaoyi's rich make-up.King Jin is the emperor's favorite brother, and Qin Shu and Qin Fang are sisters in the same mansion. Qin Shu is married and comes to put on make-up for her concubine sister. It's a bit strange, but it makes sense logically.

Qin Fang is very forgetful, he reported the details of entering the palace to his aunt, and after he woke up, he forgot what happened the day before.She has recently practiced painting, and although she is still practicing basic brushwork, she enjoys it.

Fan Ying's beautiful looks were imprinted in her mind, and with repeated memories, the lines gradually deepened.She is unlikely to see a more beautiful woman than Fan Ying again, but Fan Ying in her works always has crooked eyebrows, crooked nose bridge, and nothing is normal.Qin Fang wasn't discouraged at all, and cheekily pointed at the disfigured beauty on the painting, and asked Xiao Hong, who was grinding ink beside her, "Look, who is this?"

"It's Miss Fan." Xiao Hong responded abruptly.This is not the first time for Qin Fang to test Xiaohong's eyesight with his own paintings. As long as the lady draws figures, it must be that Miss Fan, right?

"How did you tell?" Qin Fang looked ordinary, but the anticipation flickering in his eyes couldn't deceive anyone.Xiaohong secretly took a breath, trying to identify this painting.

The reasons used before can no longer be used. Fan Ying's sculpted eyebrows and fine eyes, icy skin and jade skin, cherry lips and black hair, can't be said anymore.Xiaohong's fingers paused and landed on the forehead of the portrait.

"Although there are a few locks of hair covering it up, Miss Fan's flower tin can be vaguely seen here."

She couldn't find out, so she could only talk nonsense with half-truths and half-truths.But the lady of their family really nodded her head, grabbed her hand excitedly, and praised, "Xiao Hong, your ability to appraise paintings has improved a lot."

Xiaohong nodded obediently and smirked.In short, if the lady is happy, she is happy.

But she was very puzzled, the young lady was about to get married, and she spent more time painting than learning the rules every day.This Miss Fan, for some reason, is very popular with her.

She couldn't tell, she was a little unhappy.

September twelfth.There are only three days left before Qin Fang's marriage.Qin Fang chose to sit in the pavilion and have a drink or two on this day.

"Xiaohong, you have decided to marry me. In the future, if there is a young man you like, you must remember to tell me, and I will snatch it for you!" What I dare not say on weekdays was easily said.

Xiaohong was provoked by her again to blush, Qin Fang took two sips of wine, pinched her cheeks like a hooligan, and muttered to himself, "My Xiaohong is so beautiful."

Compared to Zhou Yongzhen, she wants to be with Xiaohong!The more Qin Fang thought about it, the more bitter he felt.How can you really not care if you don't show it at all?

In modern times, although her mother doesn't want her to be in love with other girls, at least she has human rights and doesn't need to marry a man...

"I am my own...why do you marry..." Qin Fang buried herself on Xiaohong's shoulder, smelling the pleasant scent of powder on her body.

Xiaohong is so cute... Qin Fang lay on Xiaohong's body and slowly fell down.

"Xiao Zhou, you... really don't want to marry?" Qin Fang fancied that the man's deep voice was brought by the evening wind, and it fell into her ears leisurely.

If the wind could bring Fan Ying here, that would be what I wished for.Qin Fang shook his head, straightened up with difficulty while supporting his head, clapped his hands, and said, "I'm really drunk, drunk, very drunk."

She managed to focus on looking aside, Xiaohong's face was rare and fierce, and those beautiful eyes were staring in a certain direction...

When Qin Fang saw clearly with his drunken eyes, he almost fell off the chair in fright.On this big night, a big living person ran into her yard, where did this come from?

The moonlight was shining, but this man was standing in front of her with the moonlight behind his back...on the sweet-scented osmanthus tree, Qin Fang couldn't see his appearance at all, and he just judged by intuition.

Xiaohong was busy staring, and seemed unable to speak actively.She pointed at herself, rolled her eyes, and said, "Brother, are you calling me? Xiao Zhou?"

Is this a big misunderstanding?