Although Princess Huiping looked calm, An An, who was personal and considerate, still found that her mood had improved a little because of Bao'er, even though Bao'er had not done anything so far.
"Bao'er has met Princess Huiping." Bao'er's gesture of saluting was very light. An insider would know at a glance that she has good qinggong.
Princess Huiping did not answer, but stretched out her hand to pick a small bunch of light blue fragrant flowers. She took Bao'er with her other hand and pinned it to her collar without haste. Her fingers were white and slender.
The nails are trimmed very short and evenly. Even if it is a small thing like doing someone else's favor, there is an indescribable sense of beauty.
Except for some fragrant flowers, Zhilan Palace gives people the strongest feeling of tranquility. (I originally wanted to say it was clean, but when I think of Baoer's step by step, I still can't help sweating.) Time seems to slow down here, even stand still.
Stay. It makes people feel extremely calm.
It took Princess Huiping so long to say goodbye to a flower. It took so long that Bao'er felt that she might stand like a stone statue. She secretly complained why she didn't obey her orders in the morning and didn't let the palace maids and sisters put a flower hairpin on her.
, only the two very ordinary hairpins at home were tied up, and when she entered the palace, her mother selected the most ordinary clothes from Bao'er's wardrobe. This was so good that even Princess Huiping couldn't bear to stand it.
, I must dress up for Baoer.
Bao'er actually doesn't like others treating her like a little sister. She can't count on her ten fingers the number of people who like to dress her up since she was little. Even her ambitious brother from the alliance likes to buy her some clothes.
What a beautiful thing to use, she sighed softly, alas!
Princess Huiping asked: "Have you ever learned temperament?" She acted slowly, but went directly to the point when asking questions. Probably because she didn't like talking so much, so she had to use the fewest words to express her meaning clearly.
Bao'er thought for a while and said, "You have learned it, right?"
Princess Huiping raised her eyebrows and remained silent. An An understood her master's meaning and asked for her master: "Miss Bao'er, if you have learned something, you have learned it. If you have not learned it, you have not learned it. What does it mean that you have learned it?"
Bao'er pouted and said, "The person who taught me didn't know if he could do it, so he didn't dare to say he had learned it. Sister An An, think about it, if a chicken could be a duck's swimming teacher?"
An An felt that Bao'er's metaphor was fresh and interesting, and asked with a smile: "Then let me see if Bao'er's little chicken teacher is qualified."
Bao'er nodded and replied very maturely: "Yes, I told him his name. Do you think he is as famous as he boasts? Don't let him deceive little Bao'er."
Princess Huiping and An An had never heard of Bao'er's singing skills, and were rather interested in Bao'er's teacher. They both looked at Bao'er with wide eyes.
"Jindi Langjun!"
"Golden Flute Man!" An An screamed.
"Golden Flute Man!" Princess Huiping also gently repeated this magical name.
"Jin Flute Master is the best musician in the world. Not only is he a good flute player, he also has a unique skill." An An said with fascination.
"Bite leaves!" Bao'er asked doubtfully. Apart from chewing leaves, Uncle Jindi Langjun had nothing different from ordinary people.
"That's the sound of nature." Princess Huiping, who is rude by nature, was also a little anxious. The golden flute man blew flowers and leaves when he saw them, and he has entered the realm of music. He is a famous music master in China.
One, with this superb skill, he once defeated foreign musicians who came to challenge him. He is a god-like existence in the hearts of all music-loving people in China. It is so naughty that Bao'er would actually say it was chewing leaves.