Peerless concubine pharmacist

Chapter 637
The yard is big enough, the three wives of Lan Gu, Chen Xiang, and Bai He and their heirs are all due.

Everyone is dressed in beautiful silk and silk. Look, isn't Lan Yuer standing beside Zi Fei? She is also very eye-catching today. After all, she is a newlywed daughter. She wears a pink rose-scented tight-fitting gown with sleeves and a green undershirt. The smoked gauze scattered flower skirt, the waist is tied into a big bow with gold silk soft smoke, and the jasper-chan phoenix hairpin is inserted obliquely on the sideburns, showing a slender figure, coquettish and seductive.

Looking at the past, Luoyue deeply felt what it meant to be flourishing and a big family. Apart from the person surnamed Zi, there were also wives and sons-in-law.

Although she was a bystander, Luoyue still stood beside Zi Nian.

Naturally, the three ladies came out in their best attire. Madam Lan Gu was wearing a long light blue dress with white dots of red plums embroidered on the skirt, and tied her slender waist with a white brocade belt.Tie a piece of green silk into a wishful bun, and only insert a white jade hairpin with plum blossoms.Although simple, it looks fresh and elegant.

As for Mrs. Chen Xiang, she was wearing a pale white palace dress, but the elegant part was a bit dusty.

The wide skirt meanders behind, elegant and luxurious.Black jade-like green silk is simply tied up in a flying fairy bun, and a few plump and round pearls are randomly adorned in the hair, making the dark cloud-like hair more soft, shiny and moist.

The beautiful eyes overflowed with brilliance, and there was a light smile between the red lips.

Mrs. Lily is not inferior, with a green smoked sweater, a pleated skirt of water mist and green grass, wearing a thin emerald green veil, if the shoulders are cut into a waist, if the waist is plain, and the muscles are like blue orchids.

She is charming and boneless.

Almost every woman present showed her most attractive side. On such an occasion, apart from competing in cultivation and presenting gifts, her own quality and appearance are also extremely important.

Luo Yue and Zi Nian had already thought of this.

The two of them had put away their ordinary clothes from the previous few days and changed into fancy clothes.

Let's look at Luoyue, she is wrapped in a pale pink dress and covered with a white gauze, revealing a graceful neck and clearly visible collarbone. The gait is more graceful and graceful.

Three thousand blue silks are tied up with hair bands, a butterfly hairpin is inserted in the head, and a strand of blue silk hangs on the chest, and the powder is thinly applied, which only adds color.

The faint feeling of red leaves on the cheeks creates a kind of delicate and lovely pure skin like petals, the whole person is like a butterfly fluttering in the wind, and like clear ice and snow...

This time she appeared on the stage, although she stood in an inconspicuous position, she instantly killed the audience...

The eyes of all men and women were almost focused on Luoyue, not only because of this woman's strange face, but also because her beauty overwhelmed everyone.

There is also an elusive and inexplicable charm superimposed on this pure gaze and appearance, which always makes people want to look again and again.

The man's eyes fell on Luoyue's body like flowers, and he had no intention of fighting for beauty, but his gleaming eyes criss-crossed.

On one side, Zi Nian's attire is not inferior, and he has the true qualities of an ordinary niche.

She wears a silver crown with hair tied on her head, a white long-sleeved tunic inside, a white sleeveless collared collar and a deep tunic, with yellow embroidery on the neckline and hem, and light blue cloud-like patterns embroidered on both shoulders, in two tones of yellow and black. Put together a wide belt, tied with a yellow jade ring palace sash, yellow and white bright, brilliant and noble.

The eyebrows and eyes seem to be a mixture of fairy and monster, and the beauty is full of charm.With just one sweep of the phoenix eyes and starry eyes, his heart seemed to be gouged out, only knowing that it would fluctuate and beat with the movement of his eyes.

His jet-black hair set off the poetic luster of his pearl-white neck under the bun.

The back is straight, as if there is a huge and tenacious strength in this tall figure like a snow maple tree.

(End of this chapter)