Shen Wan smiled very openly and said: "I don't mind if my daughter-in-law is older than my son."
Huier's eyes lit up and she said jokingly: "So, I still have a chance."
Song Ziling naturally knew that they were all joking, but he was so embarrassed by their joke that he almost lost his temper.
In the past, Ling'er and sister Qiu Ju were still here, but now that Ling'er is gone, sister Qiu Ju is very busy all day long and doesn't stay home even after dark. The only person who can be teased here is herself.
"What opportunity?" Song Heng, who had put on his clothes, walked out of the inner room.
He wore a dark purple narrow-sleeved brocade robe with crane patterns embroidered on it, and a wide black belt around his waist, which was inlaid with ink jade. Because this wide belt made his shoulders wider and narrower, his figure looked amazing. Very good, Shen Wan silently gave him a thumbs up in her heart. Because he had just finished bathing, his black hair was casually hanging behind him and had not been tied up yet.
She had known earlier that she should have asked Qiu Ju to make Zi Ling a dark purple dress of the same style. The two of them wore the same clothes and went out to hit the streets. It was very popular just thinking about it. But now Qiu Ju is very busy and has no time to do it anymore. The clothes are gone.
Hui'er lowered her head and stuck out her tongue and said, "It's nothing, I'm just joking with the young master!"
"Slave, please tie the general's hair!" Hui'er walked towards Song Heng.
Song Heng sat in front of the dressing table and asked Hui'er to tie his hair. The gauze on his face had been removed, and the wounds were already peeling off scabs. Where the scabs fell off, you could see the pink and tender flesh, which was still quite long. They're all pretty flat.
Because he was not completely healed yet, Huier still combed some of his bangs down, covering half of his right face.
The crown that tied his hair was purple with sapphires on it, which matched his clothes perfectly.
He had just tied up his hair, had already put on his clothes and jewelry, and Song Ziyu came with Cui'er.
She wore a soft, smoky crimson chest-length skirt with large begonia flowers embroidered on it.
"Mom and Dad, does my daughter look good dressed like this?" Song Ziyu entered the room and spun around, her skirt flying, and the rings on her body making a pleasant sound.
Hui'er opened her mouth wide and thought to herself: "Miss, she looks really good dressed like this."
Song Heng looked his daughter up and down, nodded and said, "She looks good."
Is your daughter dressed like this? She is very pretty and pretty.
Good-looking? Shen Wan gave Song Heng a blank look. What could he, a straight male with terminal cancer, understand?
She wore such an eye-catching red crystal headband, and now she wore such brightly colored clothes. It looked like she wanted to be as flamboyant as possible. Moreover, when she went to the palace, none of the ladies in the palace had ever dressed so flamboyantly. .This red color can only be worn by the Empress of the Middle Palace in the palace. Although this crimson color is not a true red, it has not been restricted to the courtiers and family members. But when she goes to the palace dressed like this, it will definitely pierce the eyes of some people. She is the only one. Little girl, why do you want to make a show of yourself in the palace by dressing like this?
"It looks good, but going to the palace dressed like this is too flamboyant. Let's change!"
"You should change your hair and face too! It looks too dazzling," she added. During the meal, she saw Song Ziyu wearing this face, and thought that if she wore it a little more subtlely, it wouldn't be dazzling. But when she saw After wearing this dress, she thought of the ladies in the palace, and felt that the red crystal hair was too eye-catching, so it would be better to change it.