Wei Zi did not dare to offend this ancestor for the time being, so she got into the car obediently.
The luxury carriage was indeed very luxurious. Not only was it spacious, it even had a heater. Wei Zi's hands happened to be cold, so he stretched out his hands to warm them.
Feng Danyuan looked at her sideways.
Black Crow Crow's thick black hair was pulled up into a loose bun without even a hairpin on it.
The face was lowered, and the two eyelashes on the snow-like face were long and dense, casting a faint shadow. The small ears were also empty.
The clothes on my body were washed and turned white, and I needed to patch them.
Is this the legitimate daughter of one of the richest families in the imperial capital? If you were a servant in the family, you would probably find her clothes shabby.
"Is it so difficult to open your mouth to me?" Feng Danyuan felt very uncomfortable for some reason.
"What?" Wei Zi raised her head, with a hint of confusion in her star-like pupils.
Those unguarded eyes seemed to have magical power, and Feng Danyuan was stunned for a moment.
"If you're short of money, you can borrow it from me." Feng Danyuan coughed lightly and then returned to his usual arrogant self.
"I will have money soon. I am not short of money." Wei Zi answered honestly.
"Quite confident." Feng Danyuan smiled and asked, "Don't you think there's something wrong with what you're wearing?"
"Is there any?" Wei Zi looked down at her dress: "No problem."
Feng Danyuan was really stunned now and looked at her strangely.
Which woman in the Feng family or in the palace doesn't think hard every day about what kind of clothes are better suited to her skin color and figure, and what kind of jewelry can better highlight her temperament and status?
This woman - don't you understand?
He opened the curtains, pointed at the beggar on the street corner, and said: "The way you are dressed now, if I give you a bowl, you can beg for food with him."
Wei Zi frowned, why did he speak?
"I'm clean and neatly dressed, why do I look like a beggar?"
Feng Danyuan was speechless, as if he was a little unreasonable... However, he would not admit that he was wrong!
"Look there. Women should dress like women." He pointed at a lady in brocade clothes who came out of a cloth shop.
Wei Zi took a few glances and shook her head: "The dress is not good. The figure is too plump, not suitable for wearing such slim clothes, which completely exposes the weakness; the makeup is not suitable, she is more suitable for light makeup, not suitable for such heavy makeup; also
The jewelry on her body is too much and too cumbersome. It’s so tiring that others can’t pick out the key points. Not only does it fail to emphasize her advantages, but it adds to her shortcomings.”
Feng Danyuan listened to what she said, and then looked over and saw that the fat woman was really full of failures.
"She can't dress up well, so can you?" He would never admit that there was something wrong with his aesthetics.
Wei Zi pointed at herself: "Me? I'm not dressed up. The law of Yun Dynasty doesn't say that women can't go out without dressing up, right? I think it's enough to dress cleanly, neatly, and not be rude. Dressing up carefully will cost you money and time.
, The third thing is to be in a good mood. I don’t have either.”
Feng Danyuan saw that Wei Zi looked like a freak: "Money, time, mood... Why didn't I know that women have so much to do to dress up? If a woman doesn't dress up, what kind of woman is she?"
Wei Zi wondered: "Why do women have to dress up?"
Feng Danyuan felt like he was talking to a duck: "You can decide this question yourself, I'm not a woman."
Wei Zi replied: "I don't dress up, and I don't have to think about it."
Feng Danyuan stared at her, was she talking back to him?
