The Reborn Noble Girl is Hard to Find

This is to understand the benefits, Han Yan deliberately pouted and said in dissatisfaction: "Why does it look the same as it was a few years ago."

Chen's mother smiled: "Miss thinks she is slow to grow up, don't worry, mother is sure, in the future our four girls will be as beautiful as Madam, hundreds of times more beautiful than Miss Yushan!"

Even though it was coaxing, Han Yan felt great joy in his heart. Thinking of Zhou's mother and daughter, he said, "Let's go see Concubine Zhou. I'm afraid they are in a hurry now."

Ji Lan giggled, took a squirrel skin cloak from one side and put it on Han Yan: "Yes."

But he said that when Han Yan came to the Dovetong Garden, just as he walked outside the house, he heard the voices of the Zhou family and Zhuang Yushan: "This is not good, it is too shabby, bring me that ruby ​​and pearl hairpin."

The little girl outside the house was about to report when Han Yan waved her hand to signal her to step back, then stepped into the room with Ji Lanshuhong smiling, and said sweetly, "Concubine Zhou!"

Zhou Shi was dressing up Zhuang Yushan himself, when he heard Han Yan's voice, he was startled, and turned around, seeing that Han Yan was dressed like this, it was a bit more beautiful than usual. Zhuang Yushan also saw Han Yan in the mirror, and a trace of jealousy flashed in her eyes when she looked at her pretty face with red lips and white teeth, but after looking at Han Yan's clothes again, she immediately became somewhat proud.

Zhou Shi smiled and said, "Fourth Miss, it's really early to come here today."

Han Yan didn't say anything, just stared at Zhou Shi with a smile. Zhou Shi was dressed in a purple-gold dorna with Tianma arrow sleeves, a gold silk brocade jacket, and a head full of beaded enamel. Although she was a beauty, she was cold. Yan only felt that the golden light in front of him was dazzling. Immediately, there was a sense of sarcasm on his lips, Zhou Shi regarded himself as a vertical stick, filled with gold and silver jewelry, I am afraid there will be a good show to watch.

She smiled softly and innocently: "Concubine Zhou's clothes are so beautiful, but at the palace banquet, will it be too rich to wear like this?"

Zhou was extremely satisfied with her outfit. Hearing what Han Yan said, she was suddenly dissatisfied. Looking at Han Yan's less luxurious clothes, she felt that Han Yan deliberately said this because of jealousy. With a contest in his heart, he replied softly: "After all, it is a night banquet in the palace. If you wear ordinary clothes, you will lose the face of Zhuangfu."

Han Yan sneered at her words in her heart. With the face of Zhuang Mansion, can her humble concubine represent the face of Zhuang Mansion? It's a joke, he really treats himself as a master.

Ji Lan was about to speak, when Han Yan gently tugged at her sleeve and said with a smile, "Auntie looks good in whatever she wears."

She has been reminded that Zhou's making a fool of herself is more than happy. It wasn't her fault that Zhuang Shiyang pursued the matter afterwards.

"Fourth Miss looks at my clothes?" A charming and charming voice came, Han Yan raised her eyes, her pupils shrank suddenly.

In Han Yan's memory, he had no impression of the beauty of Zhuang Yushan. The most profound one was on her wedding night, Zhuang Yushan, dressed in a wedding dress, occupied the magpie's nest, and fed her a glass of poisonous wine by himself.

It was her nightmare that she will never forget.

Now that I think about it, when Zhuang Yushan appeared in front of him before, he always wore plain and plain clothes. Her brows and eyes were gorgeous, and such a dress would naturally not complement her appearance, and Han Yan had never noticed it.

And this time, Han Yan looked at the girl standing in front of her in full costume, her eyes were deep, surging and surging, but in the end it fell silent and turned into a clear spring.

"Sister Yushan, it's so beautiful." She said softly, hiding a trace of hatred from her brows.

Zhuang Yushan smiled slightly: "Fourth Miss is overrated." Although it was a humble word, it still showed a look of pride.

She is not as rich and noble as Zhou's clothes, nor as cute as Han Yan's clothes. Zhuang Yushan is one year older than Han Yan, but his development is more than a little better. Willow waist and long legs, jade chest and snow skin, wearing a pink veil tube top and ankle light skirt, a blooming pink peony thousand layers of embroidery on her chest, petals layer upon layer, blooming in front of her chest, blue silk combed into a flowing cloud In the bun, a fringed hairpin with jade inlaid onyx is inserted obliquely, a full set of clear water pearls on the head and face, and the lustrous pearl eight-treasure earrings are gently swaying around the small ears, which makes the skin crystal clear.

The face is like a silver basin, the eyes are like water apricots, the feathers are fluttering, beautiful like spring flowers, and charming like the autumn moon. Compared with the fairy, there is more style, and compared with the dancing girl, there is more dignity. A real beauty embryo, although she is still young, she already has a charm in her gestures.

Even Han Yan couldn't be ignorant of his conscience, and secretly shouted ok.

The admiration in Xu Shihanyan's eyes made Zhuang Yushan feel very happy, and his attitude was even more enthusiastic than usual: "I saw that the fourth young lady is also very handsome today."

Han Yan tilted her head and said, "How can I get half of Sister Yushan."

Zhuang Yushan was even more satisfied, and Zhou Shi looked at her daughter, and the more she looked at her, the more satisfied she became.

Although today's palace banquet is a night banquet, the ladies and daughters have to enter the palace early, because in the afternoon, the queen will accompany the ladies in the palace garden to enjoy plum blossoms, adding some fun.

After some dressing up, Han Yan and the others were about to enter the palace.

Zhou shi found a bi-colored cloak from the box, Han Yan was stunned, and felt a little familiar in his heart. Seeing her staring at her hand, Zhou Shi showed a smile: "It's called sparrow gold, it was made by Oh Siguo with peacock feathers. The master gave him a concubine, but the concubine is old and doesn't love him. Let Yu'er wear these bright ones." After that, he draped the cloak over Zhuang Yushan.

Han Yan squinted his eyes, remembering an incident many years ago.

When Han Yan was eight years old, a colleague of Zhuang Shiyang entrusted him with errands. Most of the gifts he sent were novelties brought back by merchants at sea, and there was such a piece of sparrow gold in it. This cloak is extremely warm and cold, and the appearance is exquisite and good-looking, and my mother wants to come here. Unexpectedly, Zhuang Shiyang gave it to another superior official in a blink of an eye, as a management thing. At that time, my mother was lost for a long time, but she also understood that the cloak was very precious.

Now this very precious cloak is worn on Zhuang Yushan, no matter where it came from, since Zhuang Shiyang gave it to the Zhou family, thinking about how favored Zhou family is today, I can't help but feel a bit at a loss.

Zhuang Yushan noticed that Han Yan's expression was different, and he was proud of himself, and even more calmly showed off: "Auntie, what can I say. It's just a piece of sparrow gold. Dad said that as long as Yu'er likes it, Dad Everything will be given to Yu’er.”

Han Yan envied: "Daddy is so kind to Sister Yushan!"

Zhou Shi pretended to be modest: "Master is also very kind to Fourth Young Lady." He smiled and glanced at the squirrel-skin cloak on Han Yan's body, the meaning of which was self-evident.

Han Yan shook her head with her small hands behind her back: "Of course! After all, I am the daughter of my father!"

She bit the word "dikou" very hard, and as expected, she saw the expressions of Zhou's mother and daughter change. The identity was the pain in the hearts of Zhou's mother and daughter. Han Yan wanted to stab them in their wounds to see who was stronger.