Quick wear: green tea girl matches her delicate body and soft body

Wei Qingqian met Xu Zilu at the foot of the mountain in Yuntai Temple.

As soon as she got out of the carriage, she saw a man dressed in white, walking down the stone steps in despair.

The thin figure swayed, and every step he took seemed to be about to fall to the ground.

Lost his life, lost his soul.

Wei Qingqian didn't know who Xu Zilu had just met and what had happened. At the moment, she is extremely weak-hearted, afraid that Xu Zilu will find out about her calculations, and she just wants to make up for it quickly, so as not to have a disagreement with her beloved.

"Brother Zilu-" Wei Qingyan quickly ran to Xu Zilu, and as the voice shouted, the tears accumulated in her eyes also burst out of her eyes.

Xu Zilu's eyelashes trembled, and he raised his head in surprise and looked at the voice.

After seeing the person who came, the joy in his eyes slowly dimmed and sank again.

It's not her....

The speed at which the emotions were concealed was very fast, and even Wei Qingqi, who was extremely thoughtful, did not notice anything strange.

"Brother Zilu..."Wei Qingqian threw himself into Xu Zilu's arms, tears spilled on his clothes, "You beat Qingqi, scold Qingqi! It's all Qingqi's fault, it was Qingqi who hurt Sister Wen..."

Wei Qingqian didn't know that Wen Youli had escaped, and really thought that she was dead.

Hearing that Xu Zilu came to Yuntai Temple, she thought that Xu Zilu was ashamed and came to the Bodhisattva to ask for peace of mind.

Although Wei Qingqian was happy that Wen Youli was dead, he couldn't figure out what Xu Zilu meant, he was afraid that Xu Zilu would be bored with her because of this, and he was even more afraid that Xu Zilu would take her to see the official together.

"Brother Zilu, Qing Yan had no intention of killing Sister Wen..."Wei Qing Yan cried as she took out a dagger from her sleeve, she took a step back and pressed the dagger against her neck.

"Qing Yan is ashamed in his heart, if Brother Zilu is unwilling to forgive Qing Yan, Qing Yan will now take his life and go down to Jiuquan to apologize to Sister Wen!" Xu Zilu

stared at the dagger that was only an inch away from Wei Qing's neck, he tugged at the corner of his lips, and said in a hoarse voice, "Put it down, be careful that it really hurts yourself."

Wei Qingqian was overjoyed.

She didn't expect Xu Zilu to forgive herself so easily.

But Xu Zilu's next sentence extinguished the joy in her heart without a trace.

"The young pear is fine.

The expression on Wei Qingqi's face froze, but it was fleeting, and he quickly put it away.

"None... Nothing?" Wei Qingqian pulled out a smile, "Is it really okay?" But I heard that those dancing girls are all assassins, and they were all given to death by Lord Shoufu, how can Sister Wen be safe?"

Xu Zilu was silent.

Wei Qingqi, "According to Gu Shoufu's temperament, he would rather kill a hundred by mistake than let one go." But now that the young pear can come out of the Shoufu Mansion alive, can it be said..."

She suddenly retracted, and her eyes quietly swept towards Xu Zilu's face.

What Wei Qingqian wanted to say, Xu Zilu knew very well in his heart.

"Enough.

He interrupted her coldly.

Wei Qingyan's chest jumped suddenly, and his moist eyes looked at the man in front of him in disbelief.

Xu Zilu would never speak to her in such a tone before...

"You and I almost killed the young pear. Xu Zilu's voice was indifferent, "No matter how Youli came out of the Shoufu Mansion last night, this matter can only be known to you and me, and I will not mention it in the future."

Wei Qingqian squirmed his lower lip twice, and finally only spit out the word "good".

Xu Zilu took the dagger she had around her neck, and as soon as her arm was raised, she threw the dagger into the haystack on the side.

"Let's go. The

man's indifferent attitude made Wei Qingqian very uneasy.

Could it be that he found out that he deliberately wanted to ruin Wen Youli's reputation?

But it shouldn't be! If he found out, according to Xu Zilu's temperament, he would definitely ask himself for clarification.

Wei Qingqian really didn't know how Xu Zilu's attitude towards himself suddenly changed.

She wanted to take Xu Zilu's arm and walk together, but she didn't expect to be avoided by Xu Zilu.

"My marriage contract with Youli is still there, so it's better to go our separate ways.

Wei Qingqian bit his lip and nodded aggrievedly.

She didn't say anything, but the fingers under the sleeves slowly curled up and clenched, and the nails were deeply embedded in the flesh of her palms...

...

Wen Youli woke up from sleep, but she didn't expect Xu Zilu's favorability towards herself to increase by 10 points.

The weather cleared, Wen Youli's mood also improved, and she got up early in the morning to paint and painted a bunch of things that made Xiaotang jaw-dropping.

"Miss, this... What is this?" Xiaotang casually picked up a painting from the table and asked.

Wen Youli was lowering her head and concentrating on the painting in her hand, she raised her eyes and hurriedly swept it, "Naturally, it's clothes."

"This is the clothes?" Xiao Tang shouted in surprise, "This only has a button on the neckline, how can you wear it out?"

Xiao Tang thought about the appearance of this dress in his head, and immediately blushed, and hurriedly put the painting on the table.

Wen Youli looked at her little appearance, covered her lips and laughed, "Silly Xiaotang, this is to be worn outside the skirt, not just put it on."

Wen Youli took the painting and explained to her in detail, "This is a cicada clothes, shaped like cicada wings, as thin as light yarn." Summer is approaching, and I don't like skirts, jackets, shawls, and long-sleeved shirts that are too old, so I want to make some new style of blouses.

"You see, this cicada's coat is thin and breathable, and when the summer heat comes, the skirt is draped over a beautiful and shaded dress.

Xiaotang scratched his head, and the more he looked at it, the more he was amazed, "I have never seen this smock-style slave, how did the young lady come up with it?"

Wen Youli smiled without saying a word, and took out another painting to show Xiaotang.

This time, it's not a dress, it's a hairpin.

It's just that the hairpin style is also a little strange, the hairpin head is a bird, but the bird still has a ball-shaped thing in its mouth.

"Is this again?"

"This is the Qingluan cage hairpin.

Xiaotang was puzzled, "Cage hairpin?"

Wen Youli said "um", pointed to the spherical thing on the painting and said, "This is the cage."

"What's the use of this?"

"In the hot summer, this person is prone to sweating, and if he sweats too much, his body will not smell good."

"Isn't that a sachet?"

"The sachet certainly has a taste, but the process of replacing the spice is cumbersome, and sometimes the spice is too much, and the taste is easy to oversmoke.

Xiaotang nodded thoughtfully.

"This Qingluan seems to be a bead in his mouth, but it is actually an incense burner. Wen Youli pointed to the spherical thing in Qingluan's mouth on the painting, "Here you can put incense stones, spices, and blades of grass that repel mosquitoes."

"In this way, no matter how much sweat there is, there is a faint fragrance lingering in the hair of the person who uses the cage hairpin. "

Oh my God, Miss!" Xiaotang looked at his young lady with admiration, "How did you come up with this

?" Wen Youli chuckled lightly and asked bewildermently, "Do you want to?"

"Yes!"

"Help Miss Ben find a craftsman." Wen Youli took out the purse in the cuff and handed it to Xiaotang, "By the way, I will go to South Street and pick two well-located shops to buy them..."