New gauze was already covered with laughter's window. The evening breeze blew in outside the slightly opened window, carrying the unique fragrance of flowers in late spring.

The red and white green peach garlands were placed on several tables in front of the window. Although the flowers were a little decayed at this moment, they still did not hide their premature appearance.

Since the girls learned about the wreath, they were all happy for the girl from the bottom of their hearts. In order to make the flowers on the wreath brighter, Ranbi specially poured water on it.

"Forget it, it's a natural thing, let it wither naturally." Xiaoxiao had just taken a shower, and his wet hair was scattered behind his head. At this moment, he was sitting in front of the dressing table and opened a very exquisite mother-of-pearl makeup box on the table. Inside was a complete set of red jade and mutton fat jade head.

This was given to him by Zhonglunge's mother.

Xiaoxiao took out a long hairpin. The head of the hairpin was a round abstract wreath. The red peach carved with red jade occupied half of the circle, and the other half of the circle was the white peach carved with mutton fat jade.

The other jewelry in the dressing box is also designed with the theme of red and white garlands. Mrs. Jin is called "Bi Tao Banquet". The masterpiece is a set of garlands that never withered - if the two can finally get married, this set of jewelry will have a rare meaning.

Xiaoxiao carefully put the makeup box together and asked the girl to carefully put it into the warehouse. Maybe it would come in handy in the future.

I just don’t know what kind of woman will be the second grandmother Jin in the future.

Xiaoxiao remembered the scene of meeting Zhonglunge again at the dinner today. At that time, he was still wearing the garland and went to meet Mrs. Jin with him.

When the two walked to no one, Jin Zhonglun bowed to Xiaoxiao first.

Xiaoxiao just smiled and said for a while: "How do you want to thank me?"

"In the future, all derivatives of the Jin Family Theater will be made for Xiaoxiao." Jin Zhonglun's face was a bit joking and a bit serious.

Xiaoxiao: "It's too mechanical, too commercial and too utilitarian. I just want a piece of chocolate."

Jin Zhonglun opened his purse and flipped through it: "There is only one piece of snow-jen sugar."

Xiaoxiao took Xuejintang and said, "Please do it, the drama derivatives are considered to be included..."

Jin Zhonglun smiled unconsciously and walked behind Xiaoxiao under the huge sycamore tree.

"I only realized today that Brother Zhonglun is already twenty-two years old. Should I settle down at this age?" Xiaoxiao asked seriously.

Jin Zhonglun did not answer directly, but thought for a while and said, "Tang Lihuan and Wenxi Ding, were classmates from Qunying Academy back then, so the two of them were not in a hurry. Why am I in a hurry?"

"I used to think that Brother Zhonglun wanted to wait until the theater was running safely before considering lifelong affairs, but it turned out that he was comparing with those two people?" Xiaoxiao shrugged, not understanding very much.

Are these three people secretly competing for something? Let’s see who gets married first? Whoever gets married first will lose?

This is too selfish, right? Why are you lucky for Mr. Jin and Brother Wen? If your brother doesn’t get married, it’s hard for your younger brother to go over to your younger brother.

Kim Jong-lun walked in front and couldn't see the other person's expression. He just listened to him slowly, "When will Xiaoxiao marry?"

"I'm only thirteen years old, and the girl's school hasn't finished yet, so how could I think of these things?" Xiaoxiao really didn't think about these things in this dynasty. I thought I had made a reservation for myself that I was twenty-five, but later it was slowly delayed to twenty-eight... "It seems that Brother Zhonglun planned to do these?"

"I drank with them two days ago, and everyone said they were thirty years old."

These three people are also the queen of the modern times: "What are you going to do before you are thirty?"

"Carry a show, plant flowers, and eat."

Alas, the third person chooses to "eat", you are too pursuing.

"What if you are thirty years old? You will not be rehearsing the show? You will not be planting flowers? You will not be eating?" Xiaoxiao walked behind Jin Zhonglun, and also carried his hands behind his back: After getting married, he hugged his wife every day? He slowly gave up on himself? It is not like the styles of these three.

Sure enough, Xiaoxiao's problem stumped Jin Zhonglun. The two things about marriage and hobbies obviously did not conflict, and this was even more true for ancient men.

"Did I just woke you up and broke down?" Xiaoxiao smiled secretly, "Are you planning to discuss with your two friends to advance the age of the wedding by five or eight years?"

However, Kim Jong-lun thought about Xiaoxiao’s just question very seriously: “We are just worried that after getting married, we can’t concentrate on enjoying the fun of rehearsing and growing flowers and eating alone. Some things are suitable for doing alone.”

"That's not necessarily the case, it depends on who you are looking for as your wife." Xiaoxiao covered her mouth and smiled, "What if you three are particularly lucky, they will meet a play madman, a slut and a foodie who chooses from thousands of people?"

Jin Zhonglun stopped and held his elbow and looked up and down at the girl in front of him: "Xiaoxiao is so bad."

Smile and tilt your head, just smile without saying a word.

Slowly, the two of them came to a pavilion. This should be where Mrs. Jin wanted to meet her. She smiled and said, "Are we considered cheating Aunt Jin?"

"If you don't want to lie to her, just follow her wishes. Maybe you will receive the geese after the hairpin."

In ancient times, sending geese was the first stage of the Six Ceremonies, which means that the man formally asked the woman for a marriage.

Xiaoxiao scratched his head, and it seemed that he could only make mistakes. Anyway, he and Brother Zhonglun would inevitably meet, so he would say that he would not be able to get along in the future.

Kim Jong-lun also felt a little guilty in his tone: "My mother is very happy today. She actually invited you to this place, but I have not been allowed to come in."

Xiaoxiao looked up at the second floor pavilion in front of her: "What is this place?"

"This is my mother's cloaking garment. She has always loved collecting clothes."

Now it’s Xiaoxiao’s turn to open his mouth: Hun! Yi! Pavilion?! I haven’t heard such a fierce word in my two lives! This Mrs. Jin actually owns a Tibetan Yi Pavilion that is comparable to the Sutra Pavilion!

Even the stars in later generations only have one or two dressing rooms full of clothes and shoes...

So, the two dressing experts who were more than 20 years apart met at the Tibetan Clothing Pavilion, and then there was basically nothing wrong with Mr. Jin...

"I like your comments on clothes the most!" Mrs. Jin was so proud. Although she was excited in her voice, she was not used to pulling the younger generation's hands. At this moment, her back was straight beside Xiaoxiao. She tilted her head slightly and there was a clear and pleasant ring dingdong, accompanied by a faint smell of tuberose jade: "Miss Tang used 'Qingqin' fragrance dew, right? The one I just launched today?"

"That's right, I didn't expect that my aunt would be able to smell like this."

"This one smells much better than last month," Mrs. Jin said, covering her mouth and smiling. "The wives who came to my guests also made a bet and lost. Wen Sulu must have suffered from severe cold a while ago, and she probably can't smell it from her nose~"

I smiled and laughed. Although this joke was very friendly, I always felt a sense of indescribable distance when I met Mrs. Jin. This was the case in the past and this life.

However, Mrs. Jin, a woman who has been a woman in the clothing circle for decades, is already very kind to be treated very well in this life if she is willing to visit her treasure cloaking pavilion.

When Mrs. Jin opened one of the large rooms, Xiaoxiao was fixed, so that she slowly felt a layer of excitement and goosebumps on her body.

All the items placed in this room are evening gowns - if the title of evening gowns was also called in ancient times.

In other words, the dresses placed here are all worn when attending the banquet, so they are all very grand in color and style.

Mrs. Jin smiled reservedly: "Look at it one by one, I am not stingy. If you like it, you can draw the appearance and publish it in your magazine."

I just thought she would say: I am not stingy. If you have anything you like, just take it and wear it...

Later, Xiaoxiao and Mrs. Jin were delayed in this room for more than an hour, exchanging precious dressing experiences with each other. When they were happy, they even took out a notebook to record, for fear of forgetting these improvised inspirations.

Until Xiaoxiao was about to leave, the two of them only visited this room.

"If you want to see other clothes, you can come at any time." Mrs. Jin sent Xiaoxiao to the gate of the Tibetan Clothing Pavilion, "No matter whether you and Zhonglun can succeed, I will be willing to come."

Xiaoxiao suddenly felt very warm in her heart: "Thank you for Aunt Jin's trust."

"It is not easy to get a close friend in life." Mrs. Jin said solemnly.

These words reminded Xiaoxiao of Brother Zhonglun: It is really not easy to get a confidant in life.

...

Xiaoxiao was about to open the book and see her experience of visiting the Tibetan Pavilion today, but suddenly Ranbi ran in panic: "Miss Dan Tai is here!"

"What?" Xiaoxiao looked at the night outside the window. Now it was probably the hour, what did Furong do?

Xiao Dier asked, "But is Miss Dan Tai Third?"

"That's right." Ranbi nodded in a hurry, "I just reported it to our Zhuli Pavilion at the second gate. Now Miss Dan Tai is in our wife's room, and I don't know what's wrong."

Xiaoxiao became more and more puzzled and was about to wear clothes to go to the front yard to check it out, but Xiao Dier stopped him and said, "The girl's hair has not dried yet, and it is inevitable that the wind will be blown when she goes out. Now that the dew is heavy and the wind is cooler."

Xiaoxiao couldn't persuade the girl, so she put on her clothes and waited outside. Soon she saw a familiar figure walking into the yard, wearing the silver-green skirt that she had at the Bitao Banquet today. If it weren't Dan Tai Furong, who would it be?

"Yingyuan!" Dan Tai Furong saw the people in the room clearly and quickly stepped up. As soon as she entered the room, she cried and said, "I'm homeless!"

Xiaoxiao hurriedly pulled her into the inner room: "What did you say? Is it okay at the banquet today? Could it be that I was angry with my family?"

When Dan Tai Furong heard this, she burst into tears: "It's not my second sister yet. I can't even get a garland at the banquet today, so I'll take me out! I told my family about Mr. Ning's affairs in an uproar!"

Xiaoxiao helped her sit down: "Did your parents believe her?"

"I didn't believe it, but I couldn't resist her saying it was a snout and eyes!" Furong took the veil handed over by Xiaoxiao and wiped her tears randomly. "I said the Ning family has no roots and no foundation, and said that the Ning family is a vendor with a big fingernail. She said that I and him often go out privately and even give them a private lesson!" Furong cried as she said.

"Why is your second sister like this? She didn't get a garland, what do you have to do with you!" Xiaoxiao was also a little anxious when she heard it.

"When we were going home, she was choreographing you all the way. I just told her a few words. As a result, the two of them became more and more quarrels. She even reached out to hit my girl! It made Mei Xiang's face bleeding marks!" Dan Tai Furong was so angry that she clenched her fists, "I was so angry that I pressed her to the ground and beat her!"

Xiaoxiao was frightened by Dan Tai Furong's amazing behavior, and couldn't help but admire her in her heart, she did a beautiful job.

"Of course, I'm not as stingy as her. I didn't punch her in the face!"

"Hey, she said a few words to me, why bother with her!" Xiaoxiao looked at Furong carefully, and saw that there were no scars on her face and body, so she felt relieved.

"Don't worry, she has been unable to beat me since she was a child." Furong took the hot veil handed over by Ranbi and wiped her face. "This time she not only hates you, but also hates me. She thinks I have a wreath of wisteria flowers! But she didn't take anything, and she was so angry that she couldn't hold on to her face!"

I forgot that Xiaoxiao, but Furong got a wisteria wreath at the dinner party and also attached a particularly sour poem.

"Did your parents just listen to each other?"

"She said the names of several people who often shoot archers with Mr. Ning, and my parents sent someone to inquire... I heard that I often went to the archery ground with Mr. Ning, and I heard about the snow-watching banquet that Mr. Ning gave me from my room..." Dan Tai Furong said as she took out a jade pendant from her arms, "You can keep this for me first, I almost got smashed by them today."

"What are you going to do?"

"I was so angry that I ran out. I planned to stay with you for two days first, and then talk about the others later. Anyway, they won't invite me back, so I will never go back. Your father had already sent a letter to my house, saying that I was in the Tang family, so that they could rest assured."

"Oh, then you can stay here for a few days. When they calm down, they will naturally send someone to pick you up." Seeing Furong was still wearing the clothes from the banquet, Xiaoxiao ordered people to prepare bath water and let Miss Dantai take a hot bath.

"Oh, it hurts when I sit. I just rode a horse so hard." Dan Tai Furong felt the pain at this time.

"Did you come here alone?" Xiaoxiao looked at Furong with admiration just because of riding a horse.

"Yes, I ran out alone." Dan Tai Furong leaned on the chair weakly, "The more they did, the more I wanted to see Young Master Ning. I wonder what he would react when he knew about this."

Xiaoxiao suddenly remembered the story of the yellow handkerchief: "I heard that a new drama is being arranged in the Jin Theater, which tells the story of a woman waiting for her fiancé to come back from the battlefield."

"Then I must go and see it!" Tan Tai Furong said, and suddenly smiled: "You are starting to care about the plays of Jin's Theater now~"

"Miss, you're thinking too much."

Dan Tai Furong's emotions come and go quickly. At this moment, she has a sense of being at ease with the situation. She paced back and forth in Xiaoxiao's room: "This is the first time I have come to your house, but I didn't expect it to be in this situation~ You are so beautiful here. I like these gauze curtains used for separation, so many green mountains, each one is lighter than the other~"

So Xiaoxiao accompanied Dan Tai Furong to visit her house, and admired all five rooms from the bedroom to the study.

Dan Tai Furong's eyes were on the four peculiar glass bottles on the study table: "Are these four little people? It's so beautiful!"
Chapter completed!