Qin Mansion.
Yan Jiaoran opened her eyes as usual, with the corners of her mouth curled up and she was smiling.
You bastard, I’m coming!
However, tonight.
But there was no sign of Qin Yuan.
"Huh?"
"Where did this bastard go?"
Yan Jiaoran skillfully got up from the bed, put on her clothes, and looked in the mirror.
In the mirror, I saw a very childish, round face like a moon disk.
The bridge of her nose was straight, and her clear eyes were set wide apart, shaped like an apricot kernel or a pointed phoenix cake.
She should be very charming when she squints her eyes, but her eyes are wide open, her black eyes are round and full, and her eyes are very lively.
The two straight eyebrows that do not overwhelm the eyes and have slightly downward curved ends make the lively eyes more stable.
The slightly pouty lips have a hint of innocence, making them particularly adorable.
"Tsk tsk tsk."
"So cute, even I am a little moved."
"This bastard is so lucky to have such a lovely wife."
This was the first time Yan Jiaoran saw Ming Zhanxue's appearance.
"But where did this damn man go?"
"He doesn't have to be on duty at the Jingzhou government office tonight, and besides, he's not the type to volunteer to work overtime."
"That's strange, where did he go?"
"With him not being at home, I've lost a lot of fun..."
Yan Jiaoran was in the house, waiting and waiting, but there was no sign of Qin Yuan.
After all, she was the owner of the Qin Mansion. She had been here many times, but it was a pity that she had never taken the time to take a closer look and walk around the Qin Mansion.
In addition, the night was long, and it was really boring to sit alone in this boudoir, staring at the swaying light.
So she decided to go out for a walk.
He pushed the door open with a creak and escaped quietly.
The layout of the Qin Mansion was somewhat unique. Yan Jiaoran had never seen such a peculiar arrangement before.
But she didn't think there was anything wrong with it. Instead, her eyes lit up and she immersed herself in this fresh and elegant atmosphere, feeling that it was unique and distinctive.
This is consistent with her impression of Qin Yuan.
As clear as sweet spring water, it becomes fresher with time.
It was late at night, and the world was silent. The entire Qin Mansion was almost shrouded in darkness.
There was only one room that was brightly lit, as bright as day.
Soon, Yan Jiaoran was led over.
I saw people moving around in the room, and they seemed to be writing furiously.
What is this bastard writing?
Yan Jiaoran was very curious.
So, he gently opened the door and tiptoed in.
Qin Yuan was very focused, his eyes fixed on the paper on the table, his hands constantly tracing, and he didn't notice anyone coming in at all.
Yan Jiaoran quietly moved behind him and took a peek.
It turned out that he was painting.
Wow!
What kind of dress is this, with such high branches!
Only clothes on paper:
It has a straight collar, a right slanted lapel, a tight waist, and is below the knee, with slits on both sides and tapered cuffs.
The daily attire of women in the Great Zhou Dynasty basically consisted of a shirt and a jacket on the upper body, a skirt on the lower body, and a shawl on the shoulders.
The shirt is a single piece of clothing, the jacket is padded and only reaches the waist. In addition, there are jackets, half-sleeves, and women's shirts.
The ao is a padded jacket, longer than the ru and shorter than the robe.
…
As the saying goes, the silk shirt is embroidered with leaves thickly, and there are clusters of golden phoenixes and silver geese.
Although Yan Jiaoran was the emperor of the Great Zhou, he had never seen such a dress.
I just think it's quite novel. If I wear it on myself, it will definitely make my figure more graceful.
But the slit is too high, almost reaching my buttocks. How can I wear it?
She looked again.
Suddenly I realized that this dress seemed to be two pieces of cloth tied together with a rope...
Immediately, two red clouds flew up to her snowy face, and she cried out in surprise, "Ah! Lecher!"
Qin Yuan was immediately startled, his whole body trembled, and he turned his head and asked in doubt: "Madam, why are you awake?"
As he spoke, he quickly put away the drawings in his hand.
Yan Jiaoran bit her lip and glared at him, then scolded him softly, "Bah, you scoundrel, what are you drawing in the middle of the night?"
Although she was clearly angry, she looked soft and gentle and not scary at all.
Qin Yuan touched his head and smiled awkwardly: "Since my wife has discovered it, I will not hide it from her."
"Isn't my wife's birthday coming soon? This is the birthday gift your husband prepared for you."
Yan Jiaoran snorted, raised her eyebrows and smiled, this bastard is really not bad!
But when she thought of the dress, her cheeks turned even redder and she spat, "Bah, who would want a dress like this!"
Qin Yuan said, "My dear, you will know how good this dress is once you put it on!"
The higher this branch blooms, the better!
Yan Jiaoran blushed, pouted, and turned her head away.
I look like I'm angry.
Qin Yuanfei grabbed her wrist and shouted, "My dear wife!"
Yan Jiaoran shook her hands vigorously, and said with a stern face, "There's no room for negotiation on this matter!"
Qin Yuan just held it tightly, his mind racing as he said, "My lady, are you thirsty? Do you want to have a watermelon?"
Yan Jiaoran's appetite was aroused, and her expression brightened a little.
She tilted her head to look at him carefully and whispered, "I want two."
Qin Yuanru was pardoned.
I quickly got two watermelons from the kitchen.
"This watermelon is so sweet."
Yan Jiaoran smiled sweetly and felt much better.
"That's right." Qin Yuan was holding a piece of watermelon in his hand, very proud: "I have cultivated this after several generations of improvement. How can it not taste good!"
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