Transmigrated into the cannon fodder of the villain in the rebirth story

Chapter 29 You Are Beautiful Like a Fairy
She draws the petals and green leaves, and trims them carefully.

Because it was plain flowers, Song Qiange didn't color them.

She took the paste, glued the petals to the wooden hairpin one by one, twisted out the stamens with silver thread, then glued a pearl in the center, pasted it with a piece of fabric on the back, and the beautiful little white flowers jumped into the water On the hairpin.

"It's so beautiful!" Xinbao exclaimed.

Song Qiange inserted the hairpin into the bun, shook it slightly, and asked, "How does it compare with Caixia's white flower?"

Xinbao thinks he understands again!
It turned out that Song Qiange was competing with Caixia, and it was true that Caixia's Sima Zhao's heart was known to all fools.

"Of course it's a thousand times more beautiful than Miss."

Xinbao patted his chest and said.

The big white flower of Caixia is not so much a flower as it is a ball of fabric rubbed together, but Song Qiange’s is different, the petals are as alive, although there is no color, it will shine playfully .

Song Qiange said: "These days, it's really boring to see that they are either tied with white silk ribbons on their heads, or tied with wooden hairpins. Let's make more beautiful headgears when we have time. Maybe we can make money."

So, Song Qiange made a few more plain skirts, which were neither luxurious nor patterned, but she used spinning yarn to make modern lace, which was used to decorate the skirts, making them look glamorous.

Xinbao glanced at Song Qiange suspiciously, is it really just for money?
No, it must be because of Caixia.

She's all the truth.

However, Xinbao still reminded: "Miss, you forgot that someone is going to kill you outside, why are you selling headgear?"

Song Qiange didn't care, and said, "Just ask the general for a guard."

Xinbao's eyes suddenly brightened, and she poked her left and right index fingers at each other. After a while, she blushed and said to Song Qiange, "Miss, if you want a guard, can you ask Qin Feng?"

"Qin Feng?" Who is it?
"The general is next to him, and he must be a first-class master."

Song Qiange glanced over, only to see Xinbao's expectant eyes, like little stars.

mock up!

"Okay, I'll listen to you." Anyway, it's fine for her to have guards.

Xinbao happily ran around the table a few times, sat down beside Song Qiange gratefully, and continued to help with the work.

Song Qiange was so busy that he didn't even drink any water, and he just went through lunch casually. Before he knew it, the sun was setting.

She rubbed her sore neck, and from the corner of her eye, she saw Qin Boyi folded his hands on his chest, leaning against the door frame leisurely like a lazy rich man.

He was standing with the backlight, unable to see his expression, Song Qiange asked: "Are you a door god?"

Qin Boyi finally put down his arms, walked over leisurely, and said, "The kitchen won't fire at night, let's go out to eat."

Does national mourning still matter?

But it's good to go out, just to see the clothes of the people outside.

She wanted to go out a long time ago, but was only worried about the hidden killer.It's time for a bodyguard.

"Wait a minute, I'm going to change clothes."

Song Qiange took out the headdress and clothes he made today, and dressed up in front of the mirror.

Seeing Xinbao, she was amazed: "Miss, you are as beautiful as a fairy."

Song Qiange twisted her waist, looked at herself in the mirror with satisfaction, and walked out happily.

Qin Boyi was waiting at the door, and when he heard footsteps behind him, he turned his head and looked over.

I saw little bits of light from the setting sun falling on the small white flowers on Song Qiange's head, more vibrant than alive.She was wearing a white skirt that dragged the floor, with a white lace gauze belt around her waist, which was extraordinarily agile.

(End of this chapter)