Chapter 365 Gorgeous Wedding Dress
When the people from the embroidery workshop delivered the wedding dress to Tingfengyuan, the guard at the gate of Tingfengyuan coldly only said that they would send it another day, but the embroidered lady had no choice but to bring the wedding dress to Mrs. Xie's autumn dress.

In the end, it was sent to Xie's mansion, it didn't matter whether Wen Xitang or Fengyuan was sent, Mrs. Xie didn't wait for Xiuniang to reply why she sent it to the wrong place, she calmly asked her servants to take it away.

But when she really saw what was sent in, her calmness disappeared in an instant, and there was only shock in her eyes.

The embroidery workshop sent two sets of wedding dresses.The man's clothes are still conventional, but the wedding dress used by the woman is extremely gorgeous.

The gentry in Daliang Dynasty advocated returning to basics and innocence, free and easy, and white wedding dresses were the fashion for a while.

When you unfold it, you can see that this wedding dress is made of white gauze, embellished with several pure white and round precious pearls, embroidered with red gold thread to embroider peonies and auspicious cloud patterns. A few nets are embroidered with embroidery thread, and in the middle are bright moon beads polished to the same size.

Mrs. Xie was born in a wealthy family and has been the mistress of the Xie family for many years. She is used to seeing all kinds of luxurious things, but now she sees this wedding gown that has put a lot of thought into it.

The Moon Pearl, which is rare for ordinary people to see once in a lifetime, was actually used by Xie Zhan to decorate clothes. Looking at the quantity, it might not be enough to take out the entire Xie family's warehouse.

Where there is comparison in everything, there will be harm.It's also a marriage. When she married Xie Yuan, why did Xie Yuan ask about their wedding and wedding clothes?Now when she sees something written by her son, although she doesn't want to admit it, Madam Xie can't restrain the hatred and anger in her heart.

Mrs. Xie squinted at Xie Yuan, and complained: "Look, it's also a marriage, Liu Lang knows how to do it himself, and my husband is a hands-off shopkeeper from beginning to end."

Xie Yuan paused while drinking tea, and raised his eyes to see his wife who had been married to him for many years and had children for him to turn over old accounts, and said softly: "I didn't realize it at that time, didn't I?"

Mrs. Xie snorted sarcastically.

If he didn't understand, how would he know how to please Jiayang?But these old things, she naturally wouldn't talk about them disregarding her face, so she shut up.

Seeing her gloomy face, Xie Yuan pondered for a moment, put down the teacup and walked over, took Mrs. Xie's hand, and added: "I will 'open up' once you are born this year."

They have been husband and wife for many years, Mrs. Xie is old-fashioned and dignified. Although Xie Yuan has a gentle temper, he seldom behaves intimately with her in front of others.At that moment, Mrs. Xie's cheeks were reddened by her husband's gesture of shaking her hand. She glanced at the servant at the door of the house who was looking down, and stared at Xie Yuan uncomfortably.

"Mother--"

When Xie Xinxuan hurriedly walked into Wenxi Hall, what she saw was the scene of her parents who were no longer young holding hands and looking at each other. Her high-pitched voice like an oriole stopped abruptly.

The young girl arrived unexpectedly, Xie Yuan quickly let go of Mrs. Xie's hand, put it behind her back, and said with a black face, "What rules did you learn?"

Xie Xinxuan pursed her lips secretly, thinking unconvincedly, one of the two is not abiding by the rules, but she wants her to behave.

Madam Xie broke the embarrassment and asked Xie Xinxuan: "What's the matter for coming here in such a hurry?"

Xie Xinxuan complained angrily: "The six elder brothers have picked all the vines in our family! I have already posted many posts and asked someone to come to the lake with me to enjoy the flowers tomorrow, but now there are only poles in the lake, which are bare! We How about enjoying the flowers?"

Xie Mansion's lotus is not an ordinary variety, but a rare variety for a century.When the hibiscus flowers in other places are gone, the hibiscus in the lake connected to the Qinhuai River in Xie’s family is still in full bloom. Three autumn osmanthus, ten miles of lotus, rippling blue waves, clear and elegant, is a rare sight, and it is also the Xie family’s favorite scenery. proud view.

Mrs. Xie heard "Sixth Brother and the others" accurately, her face darkened, and she seemed to be dissatisfied, "Who did your Sixth Brother send to pick it?"

"Brother Liu went there in person, and he also brought Six... Fu Girl."

Sure enough, to please people.

Mrs. Xie's complexion became even worse, and she took Xie Xinxuan and a group of mighty servants to Tingfengyuan to deliver the wedding dress, and by the way wanted to educate the culprit who destroyed the famous flower.

The sky in early autumn is clear and clear. Passing through the pavilions and pavilions in the mansion, winding flower corridors, accompanied by gusts of autumn wind, the warm sun is shining, the flowers are fragrant and the birds are singing. A group of people came to listen to the courtyard gate of Fengyuan.

Mrs. Xie looked in the direction of Fuqu Pond, and it really was a huge disc of emerald green lotus leaves touching the sky, stretching endlessly as far as the eye could see.

With a dark face, Mrs. Xie led the servants into Tingfeng Garden.

In the courtyard, under the green bamboos, Xie Zhan and Fu Xuan were sitting next to each other. Xie Zhan was dressed in white, idly and lazy, and was putting a tin steamer on the stove. Fu Xuan handed him petal by petal. Good hibiscus petals.

Fu Xuan looked at Lang Jun's handsome and serious side face, and her voice of inquiry contained both expectation and doubt: "Is your method really useful? If it fails, there will be no more petals to pick this year."

The basket of lotus that was picked for the first time was delayed by the two people's mischief. It lost all water and shrank. In order to make the best flower oil, the two went to the lake to pick it again. This time it was serious. Picked up all the flowers.

Xie Zhan turned his face to look at her, and explained patiently in a warm voice: "It is recorded in the ancient books that this method can be used to refine cinnabar. Presumably it is also possible to steam the fragrant dew in this way. The ancient book also said that the obtained dew can be Put it into boiling water instead of tea leaves; it can also be added to wine to increase the taste; or it can be mixed into juice to make cakes. If this method is successful, you can make any flower dew you want in the future in the same way."

Fu Xuan admired his erudition, and praised him: "You know such a remote knowledge, why are you so powerful?"

Xie Zhan chuckled and said, "Ma'am is too good."

Now Xie Zhan calls "madam" more and more smoothly, but Fu Xuan is still a little embarrassed to answer him, her face blushes, and she said: "Don't call me careless, your family will hear it later, how decent it is."

Xie Zhan and her looked at each other, eyelashes half down, moved to Fu Xuan's lips.

Out of habit, as soon as he approached, Fu Xuan closed her eyes.

Seeing how cooperative she was at his mercy, Xie Zhan stuck out the tip of his tongue, swept her lips left and right on purpose, pinched her earlobe, and said jokingly: "You want it again?"

Fu Xuan opened her eyes abruptly, raised her hand and punched Xie Zhan's chest, which happened to hit Xie Zhan's unhealed wound, and Xie Zhan let out a loud "hiss—" miserably.

Those who walked through the door heard the cry of pain, and Madam Xie's face was as dark as water.

Xie Xinxuan was the first to see the strangely shaped tin pot, and asked loudly as she walked, "Sixth Brother, Sister Xuanxuan, what is that? What are you doing?"

The two heard the sound and saw a group of people coming in from the courtyard gate. The leader, Mrs. Xie, looked ugly, and Xie Xinxuan was full of curiosity.

Xie Zhan was busy putting charcoal fire on the bottom of the tin pot, only nodded in greeting "Mother", and then his eyes fell on the tray carried by the servant behind Mrs. Xie.

Xie Zhan treats people casually, but Fu Xuan can't be as casual as he is. She wondered whether Mrs. Xie saw the scene of the two kissing just now. , Xuan'er, we are making lotus flower dew."

Mrs. Xie's expression froze.

The smell of hibiscus flower itself is light, although it smells good, but there are very few rouge powders with this flower fragrance, let alone the extremely rare flower dew.

She couldn't help looking at the tin pot curiously, and then she turned her eyes to the beautiful girl. Liu Lang has always been capable, so it seems that he will use these skills on his daughter-in-law in the future to please her?

Why hasn't she enjoyed the care of her husband and sons in the past few decades?
Mrs. Xie's colorful complexion, Xie Zhan ignored, he put down the things in his hands, stood up calmly, his sleeves fluttered in the wind, and he stood in white clothes, with a leisurely look, looking forward, and feeling a little nervous in his heart.

He said softly, "Xuanxuan, come and try on the wedding dress."

 Xie Yuan: Liulang, don't spread dog food, your mother will only find ways to torment me when she sees your handiwork.

  Xie Zhan: Isn't it fun to be tossed about by your wife?

  Xie Yuan: ...unfilial son!

  
 
(End of this chapter)

Tap the screen to use advanced tools Tip: You can use left and right keyboard keys to browse between chapters.

You'll Also Like