Lovely Flower Cultivation Notes

Chapter 402: A Shrew (3)
Wen Qinghua only felt that she was in a particularly good mood, and the smile on the corner of her mouth deepened. She looked towards Chu Shen and Jiang Yue who were standing in front of her. She saw Jiang Yue drinking wine and eating cakes, her face gradually showing a light pink color, Look at her as beautiful as peaches and plums, charming and lovely.Apart from other things, this Jiang Yue is indeed born with a good-looking appearance, even as a woman, she looks at me with pity.

pity--

A woman born too beautiful is a disaster after all.

Seeing that the time was almost up, Wen Qinghua was about to get up when she saw a maid in green clothes pouring wine accidentally spilling wine on her body.Wen Qinghua's expression changed immediately, and the palace maid hurriedly knelt down and begged for mercy.

If it was usual, how could Wen Qinghua forgive her so easily?
But today she is in a particularly good mood, and on this occasion, how can people see her like this?After thinking about it, Wen Qinghua smiled, and said softly: "It's okay, I don't blame you. Step back, and be careful next time."

The palace maid thanked her, stepped back tremblingly, and then Shi Shi ran to the side, but her face was indifferent, her eyes were calm, and she didn't have the slightest sense of cowardice just now.

Wen Qinghua only felt that it was probably because she was in a good mood today, and she accidentally drank a few more glasses, and now she felt a little hot all over her body.She is indeed a little drunk, but how can she be absent from such a good scene today?Wen Qinghua bent her lips and smiled, and said to Qiao'er who was on the side: "Help me back and change clothes."

The palace banquet is still long, there is still time for her to change clothes and sober up.

After finishing speaking, Qiaoer helped her master to leave the banquet.

Walking to the imperial garden, the night breeze is cool, the flowers are fragrant in the wind, and the moonlight is bright in the sky, sprinkled with light and soft moonlight, which coats the imperial garden with a hazy and graceful feeling.

Wen Qinghua's clothes were cumbersome and exquisite, and her hair swayed and swayed as she walked, making a pleasant and crisp sound, but her feet were a little suspended, and she walked shakyly.

Somewhat hot.

The cool wind blows head-on, and the skirt flutters gracefully.Wen Qinghua suddenly felt that the cool wind had blown away the heat from her body, and she felt a lot more comfortable, but there seemed to be a fire in her heart, which kept burning and steaming out.

(End of this chapter)