The Concubine of Transmigration is Difficult

Chapter 9 Qingluo made a mistake (1)
But it said that Yijun followed Feng Qingluo to Qingluo's own courtyard, once entering the house, Qingluo couldn't wait to order the girl to find two new clothes, peach red and cherry red are bright colors that girls like, embroidered with current The most popular variety of passionflower styles, at first glance, it is ready to go out.

Qing Luo has always had a temperament of showing off, seeing her cousin dressed well today, she wanted to compare her to her no matter what.

Yijun doesn't like to argue with a ten-year-old girl, and follows Qingluo's wishes and praises her repeatedly.

Listening to Yijun's compliments, Qingluo felt much more comfortable, she took her cousin to sit down, she held a piece of pastry for her to eat, she seemed to have been specially trained in her articulation, and she was also very particular.

"A Yuan, do you know what the eldest princess likes? What does the eldest princess like?" Speaking of Shang Mansion, Qingluo's eyes shone brightly, which was very different from her usual calm demeanor.

Yijun shook her head, to be honest, she really didn't like people talking about the Shang family all day long, as if they were the only family in the world.

Qingluo was somewhat proud, counting with her fingers: "The eldest princess likes girls who are lively, and it is best to be proficient in everything. The eldest princess is different, she likes girls who are quiet and quiet."

Having said that, Qingluo covered her mouth, and glanced at Yijun with her almond eyes, with regret on her face, probably because she realized that Yijun would also go to the flower feast, and compete with her in the same field, and she felt like she was slipping her tongue.

With just this one glance, Qing Luo felt a little uneasy again, it must be that the clothes her cousin is wearing today are too eye-catching, and she is four or five points more beautiful than usual, and she suddenly compares herself.

Qingluo's face is cloudy and cloudy, Yijun can roughly guess how much, for Aunt Luo's only close relative, and for Qingluo's possibility of becoming her sister-in-law, Yijun smiled and comforted: "Sister, don't worry, I'm still here. I can't bear to part with A Niang and A Brother. Besides, for someone as pure and quiet as A Sister, the eldest princess will definitely like it when she sees her."

A few words coaxed Qingluo to be happy, she decided to go to the kitchen to make tea, fruit and snacks in person, and then she went out of her yard, and ran into Aunt Feng who was full of thoughts, and when she saw her daughter, she grabbed her and asked each other.

Qingluo smiled and said to prepare snacks for her cousin.

Seeing no one around, Aunt Feng lowered her voice and asked, "A Luo, how do you think Ah Yuan compares to you?"

Qingluo's smiling face darkened, and she said in a bad voice, "Ask me what you're doing, A Yuan is A Yuan, I am me, so what's the point of comparing."

Aunt Feng caressed her daughter's face lovingly, and sighed softly: "Silly girl, if someone pours you some ecstasy soup, you won't know how much you weigh."

Of course Qingluo didn't admit it, Bai glanced at her mother and was about to leave, but she was caught by Aunt Feng.

Aunt Feng called her confidant to go to the kitchen to fetch pastries, and after a while, a plate of fresh refreshments arrived.

Qingluo was angry, she snatched it away, turned around, and walked out of her courtyard. She took two steps and turned back, asking, "Why is there peach blossom cake, Ah Yuan can't see it."

Aunt Feng hurriedly covered her daughter's mouth, and whispered, "It's fine for Ah Yuan to eat the peach blossom cake, but she'll have a rash for two days at most, so she won't be able to go to the flower feast." No, Qingluo can have one less rival.

Although Qing Luo loves vanity, she is a little narrow-minded, but she doesn't care much about shady tricks, she shakes her hands to express her disapproval, "There is no Yuan, there are others. Auntie loves her precious daughter the most, be careful if she finds out that she will kill you. "

Since Aunt Feng came up with such a bad idea, she had a way to convince her daughter, she still laughed and said, "I'm not all doing this for you, but also your elder brother."

"Brother?" Qingluo in the courtyard was even more astonished, Xiuya's face was full of curiosity.

Aunt Feng expressed her idea of ​​making Yijun and Tsing Yi a couple, and said: "Think about it, if your elder brother marries Ah Yuan, you don't have to marry Zijun. We can't miss the good thing that kills two birds with one stone. Go to Well, Mother knows well, Ah Yuan's rash is only itchy for two days, it's nothing to worry about."

Qingluo and Zijun were born enemies, they looked down on each other since they were young, and when they met they were like enemies.Aunt Feng's words spoke to what was on her mind. She stood in the alley with her head bowed in thought for a while. Under the shade of the flowers, her face changed several times. Finally, she quietly took the tray from the mother-in-law and returned to her courtyard.

Yijun waited until he was about to fall asleep, when he saw Qingluo returning to the room, he jokingly said: "Sister, don't you go to the kitchen to make tea and fruit yourself?"

Qingluo forced a smile, put down the plate, but dragged Yijun to paint the flowers, and didn't mention the refreshment.

Yijun studied calligraphy and painting in elementary school, although he later studied engineering, his foundation in calligraphy and painting has never been lowered.The flowers she draws don't say how rich and luxurious they are, they are always a bit different, like this passionflower, others use fine brushwork to outline, but Yi Jun meticulously traces the texture, making the embroidery much more vivid.

She drew a few embroidery pictures for Qingluo a few times, guessing why Qingluo panicked in her heart, but she didn't think about the matter of Shangfu, thinking that the Feng family didn't want to get married, so it was justified.

(End of this chapter)