Su Mingfeng was ready to go, with a pair of bright eyes shining with confidence, her chin slightly raised, and her waist straight, like a proud little rooster.
"Third Aunt." Su Mingfeng smiled softly, like white pear blossoms in the drizzle in March, clean and soft, and with that gentle and well-behaved look, she seemed to be the most obedient and obedient daughter in the world.
Feng Yaran just smiled indifferently at Su Mingfeng, neither close nor close, neither far nor distant, and acted just right.
Su Mingfeng immediately stepped forward and walked to Feng Yaran's side. She slightly pulled Feng Yaran's sleeves with her little hands, closing the distance between the two, creating a sense of intimacy.
"Thank you for your hard work today, Third Auntie." Su Mingfeng smiled shyly, her rosy cheeks even though they were not stained with makeup, were as gorgeous as the morning glow.
"We are all a family, and I am your third aunt, so it should be." Feng Yaran raised her lips slightly, maintaining a good manner, and then led Su Mingfeng out.
Today is the day of Su Mingfeng and her hairpin ceremony, and there are quite a few people who came to congratulate her. In addition to Su Mingfeng's close friends, there are also the wives of some of Su Jingtian's close friends in the court.
Today, as the host of the reception, there was only Su Jingtian, but not Xiao Jinpei.
When the ladies and ladies who came to Prince Wude's Mansion saw this situation, their eyes flashed and they just said congratulations.
"Mingfeng, you are so beautiful today, I believe you must be the most beautiful girl in the room." Seeing Su Mingfeng getting better, Sun Simiao said with great joy.
After hearing Sun Simiao's words, Su Mingfeng glanced at Sun Simiao coquettishly, then pursed her lips and smiled.
Just when Su Mingfeng was confidently about to go on stage, the whispers between the ladies in the outer hall caught Su Mingfeng's attention.
"Who is that young lady supporting Mrs. Su?"
"Mom, that is the second young lady of the Su family, Su Jinluo."
"So she is Su Jinluo, the second young lady of the Su family? She is really different from the one in the impression." Mrs. You said with a hint.
The joy in Su Mingfeng's eyes faded, her eyebrows furrowed, and her hands unconsciously clenched into fists.
Sun Simiao quickly comforted Su Mingfeng: "Mingfeng, today is your hairpin ceremony. No one can escape your limelight."
Seeing Su Mingfeng injured last time, Sun Simiao felt very guilty. This time, Sun Simiao was determined not to let anything go wrong with Su Mingfeng's hairpin ceremony.
After listening to Sun Simiao's words, Feng Yaran, who was standing aside, had a light smile in his eyes, and then patted Su Mingfeng's hand to comfort Su Mingfeng.
At this time, Xiao Jinpei, as the master, finally made his belated appearance.
"I just know that you stay with my mother. There are so many girls in the Su family, and no one can match your filial piety."
Xiao Jinpei is wearing a hazy silver Luohua silk gauze gown, a silk gauze gold silk embroidered long skirt, her hair is tied up in a bun, and she is wearing a crested golden hairpin. The orbs sway as Xiao Jinpei moves around.
"Mother." Seeing Xiao Jinpei, Su Jinluo bowed her head, her water-cut autumn eyes reflecting Xiao Jinpei's grand makeup.
Xiao Jinpei was not as relaxed and happy as Su Jinluo, and there was a small fire in her eyes.
Su Jinluo was seen wearing a Sichuan brocade dress with an extremely rare color, and Xiao Jinpei had never seen the style of Su Jinluo's dress before.
Su Jinluo's long dress has a small waist, which makes her waist as soft as a willow. It is infinitely charming, but it is still stable. It really shows the perfect balance between purity and charm.