The demon girl paused for a moment, then turned around, smiled, and said with bright eyes and white teeth: "Uncle Liao, you are here. I happen to be a little thirsty."
All Uncle Liao's words were blocked by this sentence. He took out the water cup he usually used and found a clean porcelain bowl to pour water for the Demon Lady.
The demon girl took the porcelain bowl and drank while smiling at the passing crowd. Such an elegant and tranquil posture would not be lost even if she stood in the noisy crowd. It can only be formed after a long period of pampering.
The aristocratic temperament is slightly shimmering, and it seems that even the movements of his hands and feet exude the charm that makes people stop...
In addition, the Demon Girl's paintings are pretty good, so the business will not be that bad.
But Uncle Liao didn't look very happy. Instead, as the flow of people increased, he began to feel restless, as if he was afraid of something.
Finally, he couldn't bear it anymore and said, "Miss, let's go back. We've been out for a long time."
"The number of talents has just increased, and there are five or six paintings left. I will go back after buying them." The demon girl lowered her eyes, and when the tail of her hair was knocked down, it covered the light in her eyes.
Uncle Liao thought about it for a while, but still felt that it was not possible, so he simply started to pack things up: "I will sell this here first today. It is already a lot. Miss, I sell more than I usually sell."
"Uncle Liao." The demon girl stretched out her hand to hold his trembling wrist. Her beautiful eyebrows were as calm as water, with the power to soothe people: "Don't be afraid."
Only then did Uncle Liao understand that the young lady might have guessed everything when she saw the injury at the corner of his mouth, so she brought the painting to practice with her today.
"Miss, you don't know that those people have no royal power at all, they..."
Before Uncle Liao finished speaking, he heard a bang beside him!
The painting placed on the ground was kicked away by someone. The big man had a long back and a sinister smile on his face. He was wearing a white martial arts uniform. He looked like he was a thug from a noble family.
The demon girl quickly tilted her head, and smoothly pulled Uncle Liao over and protected her behind her. She did not mince words, she looked at the big man with cold eyes, and said in a concise and to the point: "You are sent by the Qu family.
, or was it sent by Nangongyuan?”
The big man didn't expect that there would be an extra woman today, nor did he expect that her eyes would be so poisonous. He narrowed his pupils slightly, as if he remembered something, and said with ridicule in his voice: "Hey, isn't this Miss Mo? It seems
Life in prison is good, but it doesn’t peel off Miss Mo’s skin.”
"Since you know me, I belong to Nangongyuan." The Demon Lady looked at him calmly: "When your Mrs. Su asked you to teach me a lesson, she should have told you to be quieter. You made such a big fuss,
Aren’t you afraid of completely destroying your Mrs. Su’s disguised image over the years?”
The big man froze. The lady had indeed ordered him to stop and not let anyone notice that she had done it.
The devil girl took the scroll over and blew the dirt on it: "If I were you, I would go back and recover after receiving benefits. You have already made me suffer, and Mrs. Su will naturally be happy. If you continue to make trouble, I will have no way to survive.
, at worst, everyone will be dead and the net will be lost, and you won’t get any benefit.”
After listening to her words, the big man turned his eyes around, as if analyzing the pros and cons. Finally, he figured it out, spit on the ground, and left with a curse.
Uncle Liao knows that this matter is not easy to deal with. If his attitude is firm, the future will only become more and more difficult. If his attitude is soft, the other party will take advantage of it.
It is undoubtedly the best to act like a lady.
At that moment, he seemed to see the shadow of the master in the young lady...
However, the situation was not as optimistic as they imagined. After the big man made a fuss, all the practitioners around knew that the demon girl had been in prison.
The vendors were originally jealous of her good sales of calligraphy and paintings, but now they found a reason to criticize her, with deep disdain in their expressions: "I thought he was a scholar from somewhere, but it turns out he is just a thief who has served in prison!"
Or some vendors simply grabbed passersby and whispered to each other: "Don't buy anything from her. That woman has been in jail and is not a good person..."
"What bad luck!" After hearing this, pedestrians walked around the stall, let alone buying paintings.
As a result, it is obvious that the business cannot continue.
Uncle Liao looked at the Demon Lady and opened his mouth, wanting to say something.
Unexpectedly, when she turned around, she saw the Demon Lady stretching her waist lazily and raising her lips with a smile: "It seems we can go home early. I really want to eat the braised pork cooked by Uncle Liao. I will buy some pork later."
Uncle Liao was stunned for a moment, lowered his head and said "Okay." He didn't dare to look at the young lady's face. How could that face hold back so well that it could bend such a beautiful smile?
It is said that the world is tough, and the image of the flaming girl on the war horse became increasingly blurry, so blurry that he almost forgot what the young lady looked like...
The master and servant packed up their things and walked into the endless crowd. No one noticed that just behind them, a black shadow flashed past.
That night, there was a bag of silver at the door of the Demon Girl, with the word "night" written on the bag.
I didn't expect that she would also come to the capital...
The Demon Lady put the money away, her eyes paused for a moment, and she heard an imperial edict coming from outside the door. The eunuch's voice was extremely sharp, echoing in the sky above the Demon's Family, hanging three feet above the Demon's Family: "The Demon's Family accepts the decree!"
The maids were startled by the sudden voice.
As early as four years ago, the entire Demon family was extremely afraid of the word "accepting the order".
First, Mr. Mo was investigated, and then the whole Mo family fell into decline. Which time was not related to "receiving the order"?
The maids looked at each other in disbelief, feeling vaguely worried that the current Demon family could no longer bear any trouble...
"Hey, let me tell you, what's going on with you? Hurry up and take the order. Our family is very tired of posing, okay?" The eunuch also talked interestingly.
The Demon Girl smiled, walked over, raised her hands above her head, and took the imperial edict into her hands.
It turns out that the annual Lotus Appreciation Festival is here, the emperor is hosting a banquet, and the young masters and ladies who have received the imperial decree are all going to the palace. It is also a matter of great favor from the emperor.
Uncle Liao was very happy, how could he not be happy? After so many years, the emperor finally remembered the good things about the Demon family.
The devil girl is no different from usual.
To put it bluntly, this lotus viewing festival is like a blind date event in disguise.
The young masters and ladies gathered together just to see who is more beautiful and who is more handsome!
That night, I don’t know how many girls in the capital were tossing and turning insomnia, looking forward to the arrival of tomorrow, hoping to find a suitable husband...
The Demon Girl also stayed up all night. Others stayed up because they were happy and excited, but she did it because she was in pain.
More than twenty days passed, and the sunflower water came again.
There was always bitterness in her mouth. It was obviously very hot in the room, but her hands and feet were always very cold. She huddled up and warmed her lower abdomen with the back of her hands. There was a thin layer of sweat on her forehead.
I was groggy all night, and when I finally fell asleep, it was daybreak.
I really didn't want to think about it, and my waist was very sore. I warmed it with a teapot for a while, drank a large bowl of red date syrup, and then walked out of the room.
The maids are very enthusiastic. According to the rules, each young lady can only bring one servant into the palace.
The witch girl didn't care, but the maid below was in a very happy mood. She took out all the clothes that she usually couldn't bear to wear and put them on her body. She even combed her hair very softly, and her little face showed youthfulness and vitality.
The demon girl looked at them and felt that she was much younger, but she didn't know who to take with her. She only focused her eyes on Ah Zi, who was closest to her.
When Yan'er saw this, tears welled up and she lowered her head and cried. She looked very aggrieved.
The demon girl frowned. The pain in her lower abdomen made her uncomfortable in the first place, but now she had to deal with this kind of thing again. She pressed her finger on her brain: "Yan'er, why are you crying?"
"I, I..." Yan'er choked with sobs and couldn't say a word for a long time.
Azi looked at Demon Niang's movements and knew that the young lady must have something else to do, so she quickly said: "Yan'er has been preparing since last night and wants to enter the palace with the young lady. Ah Zi can just stay at home.
Just bring some sweet-scented osmanthus cake to Ah Zi when she comes back. I ate it a lot when I was a kid, so I miss the smell of it in the palace."
"Okay." The demon girl stretched out her hand and touched her head, feeling warm in her heart.
AhZi tilted her head and smiled innocently. She stayed close to the demon girl from beginning to end, thinking that she wanted to make her lady look more beautiful.
She combed her hair, put on makeup, and trimmed her nails. Finally, she brought over the fiery red suede silk robe from the Demon Lady. The workmanship of the robe was very exquisite, and the design of the cuffs was even more exquisite and bright, inlaid with two agates.
It was specially made by Mr. Mo when the Demon family was at its peak. It is the only one in the world. Coupled with the knee-length fur cloak, it is truly a rare piece of clothing in the world.
Back then, when countless girls saw how the Demon Queen was dressed, they followed suit and asked their servants to come over overnight wearing fiery red robes.
However, no one can wear the same charm as the devil girl.
Either too sexy or too gorgeous.
Only the Demon Queen is neither arrogant nor indulgent. She is like a goddess coming out of heaven and earth, charming everyone.
This has nothing to do with appearance, it is the temperament exuding from the bones, and it is the demeanor that can only be cultivated by holding power for three generations...
Azi's eyes were twinkling. She wanted to see the young lady wearing this dress again and stunning the whole court and the public just like she did back then.
However, the Demon Lady didn't even look at the Fiery Cloud Clothes. She turned sideways and picked up a plain long skirt and put it on casually.
Azi felt regretful: "Miss, why don't you wear that dress? This one is too plain."
"It's better to be plain." The Demon Lady adjusted her sleeves slowly, glanced sideways at the Fiery Cloud Clothes, and then walked out the door. As soon as she stepped out of the threshold, she saw the morning light.
There is a carved black wood carriage stationed there. The carriage is very large and has no unnecessary decorations. The roof is engraved with the pattern of floating clouds and is made of the best sandalwood. Even if the color is low-key, it cannot conceal its own luxury...
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A note to readers:
Happy birthday to my dear "Favorite Fengxuan". I won't say your real name here, let's just say vest, okay, I will give you more, I hope you will always be happy, hug and chew!