Bai Weiwei was wearing a pomegranate red dress, with large bright-colored peonies blooming on the skirt, her eyes had a hint of blush with rouge, red flowers were drawn between her eyebrows, and her lips were lit with mouth grease, which was blushing and soft.
On the dresser, the rouge she made was scattered.
The red lipstick is very bright, and a small piece is used in a box, and it is placed aside at will.
Yuan Xuan carefully selected flowers for her.
Finally, I chose a red rose flower and pressed her hair on the temples.
Bai Weiwei smiled softly at him, "How about I let him let you go out of the palace and be a wealthy and idle young master?"
The little emperor looked at her blankly.
Her eyes are clean and clear, and when she laughs, the fascination at the end of her eyes and the purity in her eyes fascinate people.
Yuan Xuan's face turned pale and vicissitudes, "Lu Xinglan won't let me go, and..."
This sentence is half said.
He pursed his lips and said nothing.
Did he live and watch her be taken away
It feels better than being dead.
She said she wanted to accompany him.
It's just a nice promise.
She was willing, and neither did Lu Xinglan.
At that time, he had no power, how could he compete with Lu Xinglan.
It's just in vain that she is not human inside and out, and makes her have a bad life.
He was selfish and cruel all his life.
Even when I was about to die, I thought that a person could live well, no matter how good it was.
She has been here all her life.
He is dead.
The little emperor's eyes were filled with unrepentant obsession.
Suddenly, outside the palace, there was the sound of swords striking each other.
The palace gate opened wide, and the sound of horse hooves sounded so crisply.
The torrential rain couldn't stop the sound.
Yuan Xuan smiled helplessly, "Lu Xinglan's horse, he is so arrogant every time he enters the palace, I'm used to hearing it."
He has lived in the shadow of Lu Xinglan since he was a child.
Never get what you want.
If he hates, what he hates most is Lu Xinglan's appearance.
Proud, yet lofty.
Said to help him guard the southern country, but did not put him in his eyes at all.
Such a courtier is nothing but a knife hanging around his neck.
Look, isn't it a rebellion
Easy win.
very nice.
You don't have to worry about Lu Xinglan's rebellion anymore.
Because this position is not his.
Yuan Xuan got up, tidied up his clothes, and was about to go out.
But when he saw the old eunuch crawling in, he shivered and hugged the little emperor's thigh, "Your Majesty, the thief has come in."
Yuan Xuan was stunned for a moment, but he was not afraid, just smiled.
He looked at the open bedroom door, and a slender figure walked in slowly with a long sword in hand.
The smell of blood also drifted away.
Bai Weiwei also looked sideways.
The man facing the light, with his black hair tied up, in a blood-stained military uniform, there was still blood on the tip of the sword that had not been wiped clean. It was wet with rain, and droplets of pink water droplets fell on the ground.
Like death from hell.
Lu Xinglan raised his beautiful and gloomy eyes, and his gaze fell on Yuan Xuan. He reached out and wiped the long sword as if nothing had happened, before searching the inside of the palace.
Not far behind Yuan Xuan, the white yarn was blown up by the rain and wind.
The girl just happened to look sideways, she was very beautifully dressed, with a gorgeous palace skirt, bright colors between her brows, and her eyelashes drooping like the wings of a remnant butterfly.
Nothing is exquisite.
Nothing is bad.
Lu Xinglan held the sword's hand and let it go, his voice became hoarse, "Weiwei."
Bai Weiwei's eyes fell on the man's face, his appearance was actually a little haggard, no matter how big the power was, he wanted to take this country.
Nor is it easy.