I Am This Type of Woman

Banyan likes others to look at himself with amazing eyes, which is the best compliment for himself.

She handed her handful and well-maintained hand to the donkey, stepped on the red lacquered wooden bench and walked down the carriage. She nodded to the palaceman who saluted her, and said to the road, "This year’s eternal life is still in Is the Zhaoyang Temple held?"

"Back to the county, it is," he released his hand and stepped back to the side. "The slaves waited for the queen's wife to come to pick up the county."

"The Queen Empress is always so good to me," said the classmate on the face. "Then we will go faster, I want to see the girl."

Even if the sky is getting bigger and bigger, the places where the nobles pass by the palace are also cleaned. Banyan’s long skirt was scattered on the ground, and the prostitutes behind him all screamed and swayed. Grandmother once said that this kind of thing can not be seen and touched, but the servants and Chinese food will let others automatically admire.

No one cares if you are getting along well, just let them know that you are offended, and the power comes naturally.

The **** palace gate on the palace road saw the appearance of the class, and they avoided it. No one dared to look directly at their appearance.

“Hmmm?” Banyan suddenly stopped and looked at a small **** standing outside the gallery. He was wearing a gray palace robes. The whole person was thin and small, respectful and red-skinned in front of the lower abdomen. His thin and thin wrists are extremely disproportionate.

"The county lord, this is the rough **** in the palace," he added. "It’s all done at home, and it’s punishable as a sinner."

Ban Yi remembered the class after five years and lowered his eyes and said: "It looks like a child."

He laughed and said: "The county owner said it."

It was just that the county magistrate would be very kind, and when the master of the **** made the little **** go back to rest, he did not expect that the county lord did not mention this matter, but instead waved to the little eunuch.

"Child, come over."

The little **** may have been freezing so badly that when standing there, his legs trembled and he heard a master call himself, and he almost fell in the snow. Exhausted the pressure of the whole body to suppress the fear, he stumbled to the noble, and his brain was blank.

Is he obstructing the eyes of the noble, or is it not doing well?

"Look up and give it to me."

He felt that he was shaking even his teeth, but he did not dare to disobey, revealing a face that was not clean.

"Your child is so cute," Ban said with a laugh and shouted at the road. "You look at his face and get fatter, like?"

He looked at his eyes carefully and shook his head: "The slaves don't know."

"Like the singer's song in the bird's house, if the face is fatter, it will be more like it." It seems that he remembered something, and the class sly looked awkward and looked unhappy.

The road lead suddenly remembered that there was indeed a round carol in the bird house three years ago, which was very popular with the Fuk Lokshire Lord. At that time, even the Queen had recited this incident, saying that it was ready to send this song to the song. Jingting Houfu, who knows that this bird has died of illness, and since then the number of times the county owner has gone to the bird house has become less.

What does the bird look like, and remember where to pick it up, not to mention that the bird house under the arm is not anyone can enter. This little **** is not like that brother. It is important that the county owner says that he is like Then he must be like.

After picking up a stunned face: "The county owner does not mention, the slave has not thought of it, carefully squatting, it does have a bit of a point, that is, the face is thinner."

"Yes, I feel like," Ban said and happy again. He took a hand warmer and handed it to the little eunuch. "Go back and raise yourself. I will come back later."

There are not many patterns on the stove, like the things used by the county people. After seeing the county magistrate, because the little **** showed a smile, he said, "The slave **** is the singer of the song. It is better to transfer him to the bird house to do some rough work. The bird in the bird house can grow. better."

The little **** was holding the stove and felt that his limbs seemed to be alive.

This noble person is so beautiful, more beautiful than the goddesses in the palace. I don't know which of the noble women, even the people around the Queen's Empress are so polite to her. The first eunuchs of these inferior eunuchs, the first thing they want to live on, is that the eyes are going to be profitable. The two embarrassing people around the nobles are wearing the clothes that can be worn in the palace.

He stood down and saw only the white cloak on the other side, and the red peony under the cloak.

"Give me the honor."

When the nobleman left, he took a step back and made a big gift to the pedestrian.

After the pedestrian could no longer see it, he held the stove in his hand and turned to look at the snow behind him. He wanted to put the stove on the ground to sweep the floor, and some were reluctant. Under the thought, he was planning to put the stove into his arms. In the middle of the time, the management came over.

He thought that he had to be punished again, and that only managed to let him go back to the room to rest.

"Your boy is lucky."

He heard the management saying.

"The county owner, please go here," and he stood under the steps. "The slave is indifferent and can't go above, please."

"There is work." Ban Yi smiled at the two people and picked up the stairs.

"Congratulation to the county owner." Two sly look at the Chinese costume women on the jade steps, there is a kind of illusion of honor and infiniteness.

Ban Yi has already calculated that the jade steps outside the Zhaoyang Temple are white, and the red and white on her body will definitely look good when they are on the jade steps.

Snow fluttering, a few clusters of red in the white, the most beautiful.

Shi Jin stood on the top of the jade, watching the woman who went up from the jade step, and the hand holding the knife was tight. A few snowflakes fell into his eyes, and he blinked, his eyes still a little fuzzy, but the woman on the jade was very clear.

Is the flower on her palace skirt a peony?

Peony is a popular and elegant flower, but few noble women use peony to make patterns on the skirt. Even if someone does this, it is more vulgar than ya, and the peony is too beautiful.

Shi Jin did not think that there is such a woman who is so suitable for peony in the world, noble, bright and beautiful.

He took a step forward and the woman on the jade step just raised her head.

Shi Jin stepped back in silence and bowed his head to her body.

The footsteps were a little closer. He saw the shoes on her feet, which were set with rubies, beautiful and small, and matched her.

The footsteps stopped in front of him. He saw the peony pattern on her skirt. The peony was beautifully embroidered. It was like a real peony blooming on her skirt, and the red thorns into his heart. He heard the sound of the wind, heard the sound of falling snow, and heard his heartbeat.

"Shi Daren."

He looked up and looked away from her lips and landed on the flowerbed of her forehead. Red lotus is like a fire, I don’t know because the white skin makes the lotus so red, or because the lotus is so red, the skin looks so white.

"I have seen the Lord of Fule County underneath." His voice was calm, like the snow on the ground, and he couldn't see the waves.

"Are you promoted?" Ban Yi remembers that Shi Jin began to be Wei Wei Si Qing, and now wearing silver armor, it seems to be promoted.

"Because of the emperor's love, he is now the deputy commander of the Guards."

The class blinked and counted in the mind that the deputy commander of the Guards was a few. She glanced at Shi Jin, her posture was tall and straight, her face was a good woman, and she was matched with this silver armor. It was so beautiful that she couldn’t help but look at her.

"Counter," Shi Jin saw her standing outside the temple and didn't go in. She thought she was nervous, and she whispered. "The big princess, Hou Ye, Hou Da, and Shi Zi have already arrived." After thinking about it, he added another sentence. "The hour is coming."

The glory of the DPRK has come almost the same, she has arrived a little late.

"Thank you." Ban Yi knows that he is reminding himself that he is blessed by him. "There is a cold outside the temple, and the stone adults should also pay attention."

Shi Jin silently hugged the class, until the class went away, he lifted his head again, only to see the look of the skirt across the temple door.

The peony blooms very brightly, like...the way she just laughed.

"How come your sister hasn't come yet?" Ban Huai whispered to Ban Hengdao, "Are you not in the palace together?"

"I just picked up my sister's embarrassment in the Queen's Palace. It shouldn't be a problem." Ban Heng looked at the door of the temple and looked at it. He said, "She wears such a complicated palace dress today, and she can go crazy."

"Come." Ban Huai looked at the daughter who appeared at the entrance of the temple. He thought with a smile, it was his niece, so beautiful.

As a father, Ban Huai feels that his daughter is the invincible beauty of the world, and no other girl can catch up with her own prostitute, even the royal princess, in front of her own daughter, is not enough to see.

From a young age, he loved to say to the class, that his niece is really beautiful, so cute, no one can match the whole capital. So that after the class grows up, it is also so...confident confidence.

Ban Heng always felt that his sister had a narcissistic problem, which was caused by his father.

"Hibiscus is not as beautiful as the makeup of the beauty, and the water hall is coming from the pearls..."

Rong Rong heard that a certain son suddenly started to read poetry, or so... the unconcealed verse, looking at the man with a smile on his face, but seeing him stunned and staring at the door, seems to be confused. mind,

He curiously looked at the door and saw the Chinese woman at the door of the temple.

Red jade beads, Meihua clothes, make a fine step.

The smile on Rong Rong’s face became a little bit stunned. He looked at the woman who was slowly coming to the temple, and the red and white beauty in her mind was amazing.

He once imagined that this set of blood jade jewelry was worn on the body countless times, but no matter what he thought, he could never remember which face in the world could match this set of blood jade jewelry.

It turned out to be her. Only she is worthy of such flamboyant jewelry.

Rong Rong felt that what seemed to fill in his heart, like something that he had never thought of when he was a child, finally got his hand one day and found that it was even better than he thought.

The voice in the temple was even louder, and even the woman who was too frivolous to read a poem, was also seen as a woman who did not see the entrance from the temple door, and by the gesture of drinking, concealed his previous gaffe.

They didn't see her in their eyes, but they saw it countless times.

Rong Rong took up the glass of wine and greeted the class with a sigh of relief.

Banyan stopped and showed a smile to him.