A **** came in a hurry, toward Zhuo Zhonghai and Chang Meifeng: "The second lady is here."

Everyone turned their heads and looked at the road from Yingyuexuan to the main courtyard. The bluestone paved road, the roadside was planted with blue flowers, and she slowly stepped out from the shade of the trees. The wind gently swayed the plain white dress, the white tube top skirt, the white paired blouse, the waist was a touch of light green, and the side was hung with a valuable jade wall, under the jade wall. Light green tassels gently sway with her gentle pace.

Chang Meifeng frowned: "She doesn't love dressing up anymore, can't she wear it so plainly? People who don't know, she thought she was going to mourn!"

Zhuo Zhonghai took a look at Chang Meifeng and was not pleased: "What about nonsense? What kind of mourning? Whose mourning?"

Chang Meifeng said that she lost her words and said with a smile: "I don't talk about it casually, sir, you are a lover, what is the dress of the Ding Daren family? What is she wearing?" - she can't say anything behind her. Because Xia Yuanqiu has come to the sun from the shade of the trees, the sun shines on her clothes, which reflects the ray of light, just like the wine is immersed in the luminous cup.

The old lady who had never spoken before finally spoke: "This is a streamer, not in our house. The cloth in Beijing is rare."

What Lan Lan suddenly remembered, whispered: "The last time Pingyang Hou came to our house, didn't you send her a big box of brocades? Hey, there are such good things, they are alone, they don't know how to take them. Some come out to filial piety and grandmother."

Her yin wind is not so high-spirited. In one sentence, Xia Yuanqiu is pushed to the unfilial and ignorant situation. Zhuo Zhuhai and the old lady eat her the most, and immediately have a layer of dislike of Xia Yuanqiu.

The brilliance of the brocade, the lining of the snow that is not applied to the powder is even more beautiful. If the cypress is just as beautiful as the celestial woman, then the appearance of Xia Yuanqiu makes her really sincere Falling into the mortal, the goddess is a vulgar woman.

Her dark scorpion condensed everyone, and glanced around the faces of the people. The corners of the mouth were slightly hooked, and the smile of the skin did not smile: "Are you waiting for me?"

When Zhuo Lanlan saw her, how could she endure it, and immediately pointed out: "The second sister is a big shelf, and we will wait for you when we are a family."

Xia Yuanqiu smiled even more, said: "I can't help it. It's a little late today, but fortunately, it's not too late. It's just rushing past."

Zhuo Zhonghai saw a volcano erupting, and the temple was in pain. He hurriedly said: "Hurry and go, don't miss the hour." It must be said that no matter whether it is beautiful or temperament, the orchids are all worse. Big cuts, men will know what to choose if they don’t look at them.

In addition to the old lady, Zhuo Zhonghai and the three brothers and sisters of Zhuojia have to go to the banquet of Dingfu. The five masters and their accompanying entourages have prepared two big horse-drawn carriages. The more decent carriages are also the two cars. On weekdays, Zhuo Zhonghai uses one, the inner government uses one, and the next one has other small carriages. One of the people has never been together. Going through the door, not to mention the summer festival.

It is said that the lady should be a carriage, the brothers and sisters squeeze a carriage, and the next one will take another carriage, but Zhuolan will refuse to take a car with Xia Yuanqiu.

Zhuo Lanlan rubbed his chest with one hand and made a statement: "Sister is afraid that I don't know. I have a problem with the three sisters. I have a lot of sitting on the carriage. I am so bored that I feel uncomfortable even breathing."

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