Chapter 64 Xu I promised

Outside the Yanwang Mansion, the taste of Qixi Festival is getting stronger and stronger, and the lights in the city are colorful, full of joy. Pen @ fun @ pavilion wWw. biqUgE怂 ļ½‰ļ½Žļ½†ļ½

Legend has it that on the night of Qixi Festival, when you look up at the sky, you will see the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl meeting at the Magpie Bridge, or under the melon and fruit stand, you can overhear the love words of the Cowherd and the Weaver Girl and the Queqiao when they meet.

It is definitely a very special day for men and women, especially young women who stay in the boudoir all year round.

Tonight, you can walk out of the boudoir and meet in the poetry meeting.

In this romantic evening, the girls face the sky and the bright moon, put seasonal melons and fruits, worship to the sky, begging the goddess of heaven to give a smart heart and dexterous hands, so that they can knit female red skillfully, and beg for a good match for love and marriage.

It was getting late, Yuwen Linxuan carried the hem of her skirt, and the lark seemed to run into the study, dragged Yang Yue back to the bedroom, pressed his shoulder, and sat in the show bed.

In the box, he took out a light-colored brocade robe, a belt, a hair crown, and long boots, and placed them one by one in the show bed.

With a smile on his face, he said to Yang Yue: "Lang Jun, come and try it, the slave family will help you change your clothes, the first time you do it, I don't know if the belt fits?" ā€

At first, she planned to help Yang Yue sew a brocade robe with her own hands, but unfortunately, she had never been a female celebrity before, and the reality directly defeated him, and in two days, she only made a belt.

Looking at it, Yang Yue looked stunned, suddenly turned her head and hugged Yuwen Linxuan, with affection, a domineering kiss fell on the beauty's pink lips, Yuwen Linxuan was ashamed and did not refuse, the jade arm hooked Yang Yue's neck, the atmosphere of Qixi Festival made her a little uncontrollable!

Almost half a pillar of incense, a pair of golden boys and girls rolled on the show bed, greedy, comfortable, and affectionate.

After a hot kiss, Yang Yue picked up Yuwen Linxuan's deodorant from the show, kissed her forehead, and said with a cold face: "Silly woman, are your fingers okay?" ā€

Yang Yue is not a person who can be easily moved, but today he was moved by Yuwen Linxuan's behavior.

He knew very well that in this era, no matter what kind of clothing, it was necessary to cut and sew it by hand, and it took time

Yuwen Linxuan has read poetry and books since she was a child, and she has never been a knitting girl, but she sews a belt for herself, which shows how much courage the other party has.

Grabbed Yu Wenlinxuan's palm, and there were many red spots on the plain hand that used to have ten fingers that did not touch the spring water, which was obviously punctured by a needle.

Yang Yue couldn't help but feel distressed, and gently stroked and asked, "Does it hurt?" With that, he put his finger in his mouth, as if it would allow the wound to heal quickly.

Looking at Yang Yue's concerned look, holding his fingers in his mouth, Yu Wenlin Xuanfang's heart couldn't help but thump, and a certain string in his heart seemed to be plucked. quickly withdrew his arm from Yang Yue's palm, and said shyly: "Lang Jun, the slave family is not so delicate, not to mention, the slave family marries into the Yanwang Mansion, and the husband and children must learn to be a female celebrity." ā€

Without waiting for Yang Yue's words, Yuwen Linxuan pulled Yang Yue to sit on the show bed, half-knelt in the show bed, and said, "Lang Jun, it's not early, the slave family is waiting for you to change your clothes!" ā€

Yang Yue smiled, picked up the brocade robe, stared at Yuwen Linxuan, and said, "I'll come by myself, and you will also change your clothes!" ā€

It's a pity that she can't resist Yuwen Linxuan's sincerity, she still insists on staying to change clothes for Yang Yue, quickly undresses Yang Yue's coat, picks up the development of light-colored brocade handkerchiefs, drapes them on Yang Yue's body, buttons them, and quickly finishes them, the golden and black belt, wraps the brocade robe, and ties the sachet she sewed by herself in the belt, and the jade pendant she selected for Yang Yue.

After that, he brought a wooden comb to comb Yang Yue's long hair, put on a crown on his head, put on long boots, every move, smiled, and a pair of beautiful eyes paid attention to Yang Yue, well-behaved and obedient.

Sitting next to Yang Yue, he looked at it and said with a smile: "Fortunately, it almost fits!" Does Lang Jun like it? ā€

"It's good-looking, you also change your clothes, let's get ready to go!"

Hearing the sound, Yu Wenlin shook her head, didn't care about Yang Yue's gaze at all, quickly took off her coat in the show bed, changed into new clothes, put on her boots, got down from the show bed, and shook her skirt in front of Yang Yue, with a shallow smile on the corner of her mouth, and asked, "Lang Jun, how is it?" Is the slave family beautiful today? ā€

"Beautiful, very beautiful, my lady is a beautiful ruffian, and she is even more beautiful when she puts on new clothes!" Yang Yue said from the bottom of her heart that Yuwen Linxuan was already the first beauty in Chang'an City, and she was full of poetry and books, regardless of her appearance and temperament, she was outstanding.

Hearing the sound, Yuwen Linxuan quickly grabbed Yang Yue's arm, stuck his head on it, and said with a smile: "No matter what outsiders think, as long as Lang Jun thinks it looks good, the slave family will be satisfied!" ā€

"Fool, you are my woman, half of your life, not my slave, you are not allowed to call yourself a slave in the future, otherwise, Lang Jun will beat your little ass!" Yang Yue pointed his finger at Yuwen Linxuan's lips, his face was cold, and he pretended to be angry.

Yu Wenlin smiled without saying a word, nodded heavily, leaned on Yang Yue's side and walked out of the bedroom. looked at the maid in the courtyard, and quickly let go of Yang Yue's arm, for fear of being pointed out.

After all, in this era, women are not qualified to move side by side with men, but unexpectedly, the arm was dragged by Yang Yue, and the hand was tightly held by Yang Yue, and the two of them crossed in front of their own Ding with their fingers interlocked.

At this moment, Yuwen Linxuan tilted her head and quietly peeked at it, Yang Yue's face was serious and domineering. However, feeling the warmth from Yang Yue's palm, he couldn't help but quietly lean towards Yang Yue's side.

Walking out of the palace, a four-seater carriage stopped in front of the palace, Fan Changwen, three hates, Xiaohe, and a team of ten guards stood next to the carriage, and on the two of them, Xiaohe immediately moved a stool and put it in front of the carriage.

Fan Changwen bowed to Yang Yue, nodded, and said, "Lord Wang, everything is ready!" ā€

"Well, that's good!" Yang Yue glanced at Yuwen Linxuan in front of him, and was very satisfied with Fan Changwen's actions. "There are three hatreds to protect, leave the guards, don't be too public!"

Helping Yuwen Linxuan to board the carriage, Yang Yue quickly got into it and said, "Three hatreds, go!" "Then close the wooden door of the carriage!

The carriage moved forward slowly, Yuwen Linxuan opened the window, and looked at the bustling Dongshifang outside, the streets were full of people, the waterwheels were busy, and the sedan chair carriage carried the sons and ladies of each family, going to the poetry meeting that had been discussed earlier.

At this moment, she couldn't help but lean closer to Yang Yue, grabbed his arm and swayed back and forth, and said coquettishly: "Lang Jun, at this time, can you tell the slave... What a surprise Xuan'er will be! ā€

couldn't help but want to call himself a slave, but he was glared back by Yang Yue with a cold eye, smiling on the tip of his tongue, holding Yang Yue's arm and leaning on his shoulder.

"Little beauty, don't ask again, in a while, Lang Jun will surprise you!" Yang Yue stretched out his hand to stop Yuwen Linxuan's shoulder and let her lean on his arms.

Heaven gave him this beauty, and he would promise to give each other happiness! (To be continued.) (To be continued.) )