During lunch, Father Hua asked me to perform my talent at the court banquet. I was shocked when I heard it. Everyone knows that my two sisters are both talented women and red flowers, and I am not even a green leaf.
Of course, they were grassroots figures from the past, so they didn’t have high hopes for me, and they all advised Hua Daddy to take back what he just said. Hua Daddy didn’t force me, he just told me to be prepared and adapt to changes.
There is talent, but in ancient times, there is no place to display it. I have an eighth level piano and a little knowledge of the violin. It is no problem to play a complete piece. I can't dance folk dances, but there is no problem to the national standard. Latin
, samba, cowboys, etc., but can they appreciate it?
I wandered around for a few days. I only slept and ate every day. I was so bored. I had no TV or computer. How could I live my life like this?
Early this morning, the girl rushed in like a storm, scaring me while I was still sleeping.
"What are you doing? It scared me to death, you know?" I asked the girl while leaning on the bed.
"Miss, get up quickly! We have to go to the palace today!" the girl said, while pushing me, who was a little confused. This guy is so used to me, he is really not big or small.
"Oh, I'm so sleepy. Don't you have to enter the palace in the afternoon?"
"Just now the emperor issued an imperial edict, asking the master to go to the palace for lunch first, so the eldest lady, young lady, and young masters have to go together."
"Torture me to death!" I rolled my eyes angrily.
"Haha, miss, don't be angry with the girl. Get up quickly! The girl will dress you up." With that, she pulled me up from the bed.
Now that she's pulled her up, let's cheer up!
"Fighting!" I made a cheering gesture to cheer myself up.
"Miss, don't be upset. How do you see through this dress?" I sweated.
"The pink color is nice and beautiful, this is the one!"
I got dressed, let my reddish curly hair hang loosely, put on some light makeup, had big clear eyes, skin that could be broken by blowing, and a small cherry mouth. What a perfect cutie! The taller she is, the more perfect she is.
Yes. We are definitely a rose in modern times. How come we have become a dogtail grass here? It’s depressing...