"Master Wei is here."

"Sister A, don't hurry over yet."

Several official wives or handkerchiefs or fans covered their lips and smiled, and one of them had a good relationship with her, and directly pushed Wei Yu forward gently, urging.

Wei Wei pursed her pink lips, and a little shy Tingting walked up to Wei Zhang, her long, thick and black curly eyelashes trembled slightly, and she saluted and shouted gently: "Husband, you are here." ”

Everyone watched, Wei Zhang naturally stretched out his hand to help him, and said, "Madame doesn't have to be polite." ”

Wei Yu held him back, took Wei Zhang's hand, raised her head sweetly in her heart, but when her eyes touched the plain silver-trimmed brocade robe worn by the handsome young man of Fengshen, she drew delicate meteor eyebrows, and couldn't help frowning slightly, and asked in a low voice: "Why did the husband come over in an old clothes, didn't Grandma ask Xiao Si'er to prepare the clothes for you, why didn't the husband change them?" ”

The garment was made of the same silk as the one she was wearing, and the fabric was almost the same.

Wear it on the body, so that outsiders will know that it is husband and wife at a glance.

If in ancient times there was a word for couples.

Wei Zhang glanced at the brocade clothes on his body, and replied indifferently: "It's good to dress like this, it's just a small birthday, you don't have to be too grand and deliberate, and Madame doesn't have to blame Xiao Si'er, I said that I didn't change my clothes." ”

Wei Yu bit her pink lip, and said in her heart that it was false not to be lost, but she didn't say anything after all, and smiled lightly shyly: "If you don't change it, you won't change it." Husband, what do you think is different about Grandma today? ”

Hearing this, Wei Zhang looked at Wei Yan carefully, and caught a glimpse of the stunning peach blossoms drawn on her fair and smooth forehead, and lost his mind for a moment, and couldn't help but murmur: "Peach blossom makeup ......"

Beauty is not born from the mother's womb, it should be grown from a peach blossom tree.

Why don't you call it—

Peach blossom makeup.

Mei Niang, what do you think is good?

Seeing his wife's beautiful and radiant makeup, Wei Zhang couldn't help but think of the city in the south of the Yangtze River when he was young......

Someone, something, something.

Now Lord Zhongcheng, who is relied on by the new nobles of the court, recalled the events of his youth, his eyes were dyed with a trace of trance-like color, and a shallow arc rose on his lips, and he replied: "It's beautiful." ”

But I don't know who I'm answering......

Wei Wei's heart jumped.

The husband was obviously praising her, but the look in his eyes at this moment really made her unable to rejoice, as if he was far, far away from her, so far away.

But she and he are husband and wife, aren't they?

Sharing the same bed, sharing each other's foam, holding hands for a lifetime, is clearly the closest person in this life, isn't it?

Forcibly suppressing the unknown slight panic in her heart, Wei Wei raised her lips, the smile on her lips was a little stiff when she looked closely, and she covered it up well: "Husband also knows peach blossom makeup?" The rouge girl who appreciates the fang rouge shop personally came to the house today to put on the makeup of the grandmother, as long as the husband is happy, it will not be in vain for the grandmother to spend this thought......"

Wei Zhang was already stunned, when Wei Yu said the words 'Rouge girl in the Rouge Shop'.

His eyes moved slowly, and when he came back to his senses, his voice revealed a little hard, as if his throat was choked by something, and he struggled to pronounce words, "What do you say,...... Rouge girl? ”

Wei Zhang heard his own voice, as if it came from a far away, and when it was close to his ears, it was unreal.