Chapter 1087: Talking About Your Sister's Zhai: Rouge Shop, Qingqiu Fox (25)
Three days later.
The carriage of Zhongcheng Mansion stopped outside the rouge shop.
Fenghua gently and skillfully carried an ebony box with one hand, and went up to the carriage under the respectful courtesy of the people of Zhongcheng Mansion.
"Please sit down, Miss Rouge, and we will leave for the house immediately, and Madame is waiting for you in the house."
Fenghua nodded and said, "Let's go." ”
As the words fell, the curtain of the carriage fell slowly, covering the figure of the black-haired woman in the white dress sitting in the carriage.
The carriage was about to move.
At this time, a clear voice outside came through the car curtain: "Slow." ”
"Wait."
Fenghua lifted the curtain, asked the coachman to stop his movements, and looked up, only to see the young man in a green shirt lazily walking out of the rouge shop and coming in her direction, with a slender figure and a good posture.
The woman's red lips couldn't help but pull up a charming smile in the sun: "What's the matter with Childe?" ”
Wei Celadon handed the coachman a look, obviously his eyes were not cold and did not have much of a deterrent light, but the coachman was in a pang of heart, and immediately moved out of the way with great interest, his hands hanging at his sides, bowing his head and being slightly respectful.
The young man lifted the hem of his robe, got into the carriage with an elegant posture, raised his hand to push her to the side gently, sat next to Fenghua, raised his delicate and graceful chin to the coachman outside, and ordered in a faint tone: "Drive away." ”
Fenghua: "......"
The carriage drove up, the wheels turned around, and it drove slowly forward through the bustling Jinling City.
Fenghua retreated a little distance, turned his head slightly to look at the young man's fair and delicate side face, his eyes were lazy with a hint of banter that seemed to be smiling but not smiling, "Mrs. Zhongcheng Fuwei seems to have only invited me to come over to the house to put on makeup for her, and did not invite you, son, why do you want to join in the fun?" ”
"No." Wei Celadon turned his head slightly, looking at her, his eyelashes were long and thick and black, and two graceful fan-shaped silhouettes were cast under his eyelids, occasionally blinking, seducting people without realizing it.
Fenghua smiled slightly and nodded and replied to the young man: "Okay, of course." ”
She stroked her red lips with her fingers, smiled meaningfully, and thought to herself:
Anyway, I didn't say that I couldn't bring my family.
'Family' Wei Gongzi got a satisfactory answer and turned his head lightly.
So, Her Majesty went with her family.
……
Zhongcheng Lord Wei Zhang is the new champion of the royal pen of the Shengshang Jinluan Palace three years ago, and he is relied on by the Shengshang, and he is the son-in-law of the first auxiliary minister Wei Gelao, and he has become an upstart in the court of the Southern Song Dynasty.
On the birthday of Lord Zhongcheng Wei Zhang, many courtiers brought their wives and daughters to Zhongcheng Mansion to celebrate his birthday.
The main gate of Zhongcheng Mansion is full of guests, and the courtyard is like a city.
The coachman drove the carriage to the side door, and after it stopped, he whispered apologetically: "Rouge girl, today is the birthday of my master, and there are many guests who come to Zhongcheng Mansion to celebrate his birthday, so I can only grieve the girl...... Side door entry. ”
"Side door?" Fenghua raised her delicate eyebrows, and her red lips curled up like a smile, "Mrs. Zhongcheng didn't say before that she wanted me to enter through the side door, is this the hospitality of your Wei Mansion?" ”
The coachman was afraid that the lady's distinguished guest would turn around and leave in anger, and he would not be able to deal with it when the time came, and he was so clumsy that he was so anxious that cold sweat oozed out of his forehead: "Rouge, rouge girl, please don't blame ......"
"Alright, let's lead the way."
Fenghua didn't bother to bother with his subordinates, carrying an ebony box, and was about to get off.