Rebirth of a Star General Chapter 130: Thrush

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The young man's body is long and straight, like a pine, he wears a dark blue robe, noble and elegant, his pupils are like dark night, with deep and shallow coldness, but the corners of his mouth are hooked, with With a casual ridicule.

The sentence "Mrs." was as low as wine, and everyone present was drunk.

He Yan did the same. He only felt that the place he breathed over was instantly stiff, and there was nothing to say for a while.

Ms. Yan bit her lip and looked at Xiao Jue, half astonished and half jealous in her heart. Such a beautiful man who is the best in the world has already married a wife. Is it the country boy next to him that he married? Why!

Seeing that He Yan was silent, Xiao Jue raised his eyebrows and lowered his voice more gently, "She bullied you?"

He Yan was so scared that an exciting spirit came back to his senses, and was about to speak, Miss Yan said something before her, she said: "This son, the little girl didn't bully. It's just with this... The girl is just fond of the same clothes."

When Miss Yan talked to Xiao Jue, she was not as aggressive as she was just now. She seemed to be a different person, and her eyes were even more reluctant to move away from Xiao Jue.

"But I heard it clearly just now. You are saying that our young lady has no money!" Lin Shuanghe shook his fan, fearing that the world would not be chaotic.

Butler? The Tsing Yi guy who didn't dare to speak was secretly speechless. He thought he was a prince, but he never thought he was a housekeeper. It's unbelievable, this group of people has extraordinary looks and demeanor. Could it be someone who has come to Jiyang? I don’t know if I have offended others just now?

Xiao Jue asks He Yan from his side: "Any one to choose?"

He Yan shook his head.

Ms. Yan handed over the aqua-blue skirt she was holding in her hand and she said with a smile: "If the girl really likes this skirt, the little girl is willing to cut her love."

He Yan: "..."

How useful is Xiao Jue's face? This attitude has become that the front and back are not alone at all. Good-looking is a real advantage, He Yan thought sourly in his heart.

Xiao Jue only glanced at her lightly, without reaching out to pick it up, and said to the Tsing Yi guy who was standing: "What's upstairs?"

"If you go back to the son," the young man replied, wiping his sweat: "We embroider Luofang in five layers. The third to fifth layers are all women's garments. The fifth layer is the most precious. For the nobles, the price... is higher."

"Take out the treasure of your Xiufang town shop."

Miss Yan's face froze.

He Yan was also taken aback, and pulled Xiao Jue's sleeves, and whispered: "No, I just wear them casually..."

I dare to choose the most expensive one under the family's conditions, and He Yan feels very wrong.

Xiao Jue looked calm: "Shut up."

The guy at Embroidery Square is a personal talent, so he only said: "Please wait a moment." He went upstairs immediately. Not long after, he hugged a small box wrapped in soft satin and put the box on the round table in the house. superior.

He unlocked the lock and the box opened. From inside, he carefully held a thin pale white embroidered skirt. The pattern of this skirt is not complicated, not as fancy as just now, but the sun shines through the window and shines on the clothes. Above, the original plain white color actually reflects rainbow-like colors, looming, like mermaid scales, glowing with light blue, purple and gold powder. It is thin and soft, not like mortal things in the world.

"This is a piece of clothing woven from silk yarn. Let alone embroidered Luofang, I dare say that Jiyang and Dawei only have such a piece. This silk yarn was bought from a sea merchant with a lot of money. Here, the other materials were all made to Her Royal Highness, and the last thing left is to make this "tear ribbon", because in the sun, the dress will emit the color of shark tears. Guest officer, this is us. The treasure of the town shop in the shop."

Xiao Jue glanced over the clothes in the man's hands and said: "Reluctantly."

He Yan felt that what he did with so many bells and whistles was not just a piece of clothing. What kind of silk yarn, it is like there are real people in this world, but it is just a gimmick, how can anyone believe it?

"How much is it?" Lin Shuanghe asked.

The boy stretched out a finger: "One hundred gold."

"One hundred gold?" He Yan was surprised, "Why don't you grab it!"

A piece of clothing is sold for one hundred gold, which is too extravagant! She didn't have such extravagance when she was a noble son or noble wife in her previous life.

The man laughed and said: "Madam don’t want to underestimate this dress. Apart from looking good, it is also a treasure. But one hundred gold for a treasure is already very cheap."

"No need," Chiwu whispered to the Fei slave on the side: "The noble lady who can afford to wear this dress, is it all right to go to the sword? It's really unnecessary."

"That's it." Xiao Jue said calmly: "Pick a few more, the fifth floor will do, and take it away together."

"Good!" The young man was overjoyed. Such a generous customer is not something that you can meet every day. He just hit the iron while it is hot and continued: "Do you want the guest officer to take a look at the jewels in our embroidery workshop? This one "Tears" is best to wear a button bead, peony, pearl hairpin, a pair of exquisite white jade pendants, and shoes of the same color. Our wife's beauty, which is rare in a century, is not let down."

He Yan: "?"

Xiao Jue: "You look at the pick."

Ms. Yan on one side was dumbfounded, and He Yan felt that it was wrong, pulling Xiao Jue's clothes, pulling him to her side, and said: "Too much waste!"

Xiao Jue's tone was light: "Let go."

He Yan immediately let go.

The young man really did what Xiao Jue said. He went to choose a few clothes and some jewelry, and took a small box and showed them to everyone. After counting one by one, he closed the box and said : "A total of two hundred gold."

He Yan felt like fainting.

Xiao Jue said to Lin Shuanghe: "Pay."

Lin Shuanghe was surprised: "...Me?"

"Otherwise I will pay? Butler."

Lin Shuanghe: "..."

He had trouble talking, so he had to take out a silver ticket from his sleeve and hand it over, and smiled reluctantly: "Okay, it's okay, the small one pays."

As soon as the bank note was about to be handed over, Xiao Jue said: "Hold on."

Everyone had a meal, and He Yan was overjoyed. Why, suddenly found that he was too arrogant and extravagant and planned to turn his head back?

Xiao Jue looked at Miss Yan, curled his lips slightly, and said slowly: "I forgot to ask if this one has also taken a fancy to the same box of clothes. If he likes it, Qiao is willing to cut his love."

Ms. Yan’s face is very ugly. Although her family is rich, she does not always carry two hundred gold when she goes out. Moreover, there are tailors in her family who specialize in making clothes and spend two hundred gold to buy things in the clothing store. The accounts are also difficult to live by. This beautiful, excessive man... is clearly venting his anger for his wife!

She gritted her teeth and said: "Thanks to my son, I...I don't like it."

Xiao Jue nodded, making Feinu put the box away, and was about to leave, then looked at the other person, "I kindly remind you."

Everyone was startled.

Seeing the handsome man with gentle brows and eyes, but his tone was full of mean sarcasm.

"The skin tone is too dark, and the clothes embroidered on Luofang are not suitable for you. Let's change one."

……

When he got downstairs, Lin Shuanghe still clutched his stomach and laughed.

"Hahahahahaha! I... Master, you are so mean, you didn't see the girl's face just now, my God, if I were her, I can't sleep tonight! People's heart is falling. In your body, even if you refuse, you still have to be so ironic, my goodness, hahahahahaha."

He Yan also felt that Xiao Jue's move was too naive, but it was not this that surprised her even more. She caught up with Xiao Jue in two steps and asked: "The reason she just wanted to take the clothes I chose was because she couldn't wear these colors because of her dark complexion?"

She said that it was the first time she came to Jiyang, and she had no grievances and no grudges against each other, so why did she ever trouble him. Later, when I heard Xiao Jue's words when I left, I realized that when Xu was introducing her ready-to-wear clothes, Miss Yan was upset with a mouthful of "white". There are people like this in the world who don't have them, but they are jealous and hate when others have them.

"Aren't you very good at deceiving? Just this point?" Xiao Jue's expression returned to indifference, and said contemptuously: "Can't you see that she is jealous of you?"

"I don't know that I still have something to be jealous of," He Yan muttered, "especially being jealous of women."

It's often jealous of men. It's amazing to run fast and drink enough. It turns out that it's this feeling to be jealous of women. In this way, I feel that the jealousy among the women is also very cute, but it is just a slap in the mouth, which is not like a man, who fights at every turn.

And... she asked Xiao Jue: "Am I very white? So she is jealous? Am I very white?"

It is common to see her as a teenager, and I have become accustomed to seeing it. Suddenly I saw her spreading her long hair. Although she was still wearing a teenager's clothes, her eyebrows and eyes were smart and charming. Stupid, but...

Xiao Jue looked away: "Like a block of black charcoal."

He Yan: "..."

This person, would he die if he said something nice?

Behind him, the two girls in pink clothes that had just been bought timidly followed him and did not dare to speak. Chiwu looked at the scene of He Yan deliberately teasing Xiao Jue in front, rubbed his arms, and couldn't help but say to Feinu: "This He Yan, it’s too fast to blend into the role... Look at him now, he basically treats himself as a girl. My goose bumps are all up, and it's uncomfortable."

Fei Nu: "Don't see any evil, don't listen to it."

……

When they returned to the inn, the two little maids first glanced at He Yan, and one of them timidly said: "Madam, the servants will go up and clean up the house for you. You will come back in a while."

He Yan: "...Okay."

When the two little girls went upstairs, He Yan asked: "This is the maid you bought? You are too young, right!"

The two little girls look at most twelve or thirteen years old. I don't know if they are so old or are too thin and immature. They look exactly the same. They are twins.

Lin Shuanghe replied: "No way, our young master was born so beautiful. If you find someone who is similar to your age, you will inevitably have other thoughts. What should you do if you climb the young master's bed in the middle of the night? It’s safe and reliable."

When He Yan heard this, he felt that Lin Shuanghe was a genius, and he made a lot of sense. Judging from the reaction of Miss Yan in Xiu Luofang just now, Xiao Jue's face and body are indeed enough to attract bees. Caution is the best if you guide the butterfly.

Lin Shuanghe said again: "Don't look at the two girls, they cost me a lot of money. I said..." He reacted suddenly and looked at Xiao Jue: "You have to take me to Jiyang, but it's not because of the need. Butler, you need a pocketbook!"

He Yan "puchi" laughed out loud.

Lin Shuanghe is still grieving and angrily reprimanding Xiao Jue's behavior: "Do you know that it is unkind for you to do this? You buy clothes for your wife, buy a maid, and live in an inn. Why do you want me to spend money? It's not mine! "

He Yan couldn't laugh anymore.

Xiao Jue is neither salty nor indifferent: "You followed all the way to Jiyang, safe and secure. Why?"

"...Because of you." Lin Shuanghe said. Nonsense, there is Xiao Jue, who is not long-eyed who dares to block the way and rob.

Xiao Jue can't say no: "That's it, protection fee."

Lin Shuanghe: "Insurance and protection fees?"

He said: "Xiao--"

Xiao Jue gave a light "hush", looked at the box outwards, raised his eyebrows and said: "Move things, butler Lin."

Speaking to Xiao Juebi, Lin Shuanghe has never won, he snorted, took out a few round things from his sleeve, and stuffed his brain into He Yan's hands.

He Yan is inexplicable: "What is this?"

"The rouge gouache I bought for my wife." Lin Shuanghe had a very good attitude towards He Yan. He said, "We have already met with Cui Yuezhi's people on the way we bought the maid and came to you. The family arranged the gate guard in advance, and when I saw Qiao Huanqing’s order, I told them that we may live in Cui Mansion tonight. You need these after all your thoughts."

He Yan stared at the powder box in her hand and frowned. It was a bit too difficult for her.

"I moved things." Lin Shuanghe waved his hand, leaned close to He Yan and said in a low voice: "Sister He, dress up well, let those who don't have eyesight see how beautiful you are. Very good for my brother. Be optimistic about you, tonight you are the most beautiful pearl in Jiyang City."

He Yan: "..." Thank him so much.

On the corridor, there was a crisp voice from the little maid: "Madam, master, the servants have cleaned up the room, now you can come in."

Xiao Jue said: "Let's go."

He Yan filled up the powder and walked upstairs with Xiao Jue. When he walked to the door of the room, he paused and asked hesitantly: "You also go in?"

Although they are a nominal couple now, but... are they in the same room? She has to change clothes, which is not so good.

Xiao Jue looked at her with a foolish look, and said for a while: "I'm going to Lin Shuanghe's room, you can call me instead."

He Yan: "...Okay."

She entered her room, and the two maids retreated to the sides, looking at her with grape-like eyes, waiting carefully for her instructions. He Yan couldn't stand the look of the little girls, so he sat down and asked kindly: "What are your names?"

"The servant girl Cuijiao."

"Slaves are red and pretty."

He Yan nodded, "Good name. Cuijiao is red and pretty, I'm a little hungry now, can you go to the kitchen downstairs and help me make some snacks? Just stare at it when it's just out of the oven. Right?"

The little girls nodded in a hurry, and said: "Okay, madam, the slave and maid will go now."

Cui Jiao and Hong Qiao are gone, He Yan sighed, she was not used to being served by others after all. Looking at the clothes and jewelry in the box, she had another headache. Wash the deliberately thick eyebrows on your face.

Now she is walking with Xiao Jue. In order to save trouble, she did not deliberately blacken her face. She covered her face in Liangzhouwei for a winter day, and she covered it for nothing. There was clean hot water in the room. He Yan washed his face, wiped it with a handkerchief, and sat down at the table.

I don’t know if it’s another year old. Miss He has a much more beautiful face than a year ago, and her facial features have become more distinct. She was originally just a charming little beauty, but now she has a bit of tackiness between her eyebrows and eyes. There was a little more heroic and unrestrained spirit. At this moment, it seemed to be really exciting.

I see a lot of men’s clothes. At first glance, women’s clothes are not accustomed to them. He Yan picked up the wooden comb on the table and combed her long hair softly. His eyes fell on the pile of powder Lin Shuanghe gave her. superior.

Rouge mouth grease... how do I use it? She can't remember it very well, she used it several times when she was the grandmother of Heda, and later there was a maid waiting on her, and she didn't need to do it herself. I really don't know where to start right now.

She picked up Luo Zidai on the table again, starting with what she knew.

He Yan drew his head in front of the mirror, drawing one by one, earnestly frowning for herself.

Only one was drawn. Someone knocked on the door outside. He Yan held Luo Zidai in one hand and opened the door in the other. As soon as he opened the door, he saw Xiao Jue.

He stuffed the box into He Yan's hand, and said impatiently: "You forgot to take your clothes."

He Yan patted his head, "Yes! I almost forgot."

She didn't take the clothes worth two hundred gold. She still had some makeup, He Yan said to Xiao Jue: "Thank you."

Xiao Jue's gaze fell on her face, startled, and said inconceivably: "What are you painting?"

He Yan: "My eyebrows! How is my craftsmanship?"

Xiao Jue's mouth twitched.

She is accustomed to dressing up for men. Naturally, her eyebrows are drawn thick and thick. She has the appearance of a young boy with sword eyebrows. Now she has long hair scattered and her face is dressed as a woman, so she naturally also draws her eyebrows. The difference between He Yan's painting of a man and a woman is that the sword eyebrow is drawn into a curved eyebrow.

A curvy, thick and thick eyebrow, as if there is an earthworm lying above the eye, which is still very fat.

Xiao Jue can't stand it anymore.

He dragged He Yan's arm to the water basin, and said coldly: "Wash it off."

"Why?" He Yan raised his head, "I think it's pretty good."

Xiao Jue lowered his eyes to look at her, and sneered slightly: "Do you think it's good?"

"Okay," He Yan whispered: "...not too good."

But so what? She specializes in surgery. She is very comfortable with what men do, and she does not develop clumsy things against women.

"Where are those two girls?"

"Go to the kitchen and help me get food." He Yan washed the eyebrows that had just been painted in two and three times, and then wiped dry with the kerchief. After a while, he was discouraged and simply broke the jar: "I only paint like this. Eyebrows, or..." She spread out her palm, lying on the palm of her palm, "Are you coming?"

This was a casual joke, but Xiao Jue took a look at her before reaching out to take it.

He Yan is really frightened now.

By the window, Xiao Jue walked over and saw her motionless, "Come here."

He Yan subconsciously passed.

He said again: "Sit down."

He Yan sat down on the stool in front of him. However, I still felt incredible in my heart, so I asked: "Do you really want to paint for me?"

Xiao Jue glanced over her uneasy face, twitched the corner of her mouth, and said meaningfully: "Are you afraid?"

"Afraid?" He Yan immediately sat upright, "What's so scary about me? I'm afraid you can't paint well, but I just praise Haikou."

Xiao Jue sneered: "Be more concerned. Sit down."

Jiyang in March was warm, and sunlight came in from the window and sneaked up on the young man's face. The beautiful man who looked like a spring moon held her eyebrows with slender fingers and gently brushed her eyebrows.

He Yan is a little uneasy.

She never thought that Xiao Jue would draw her eyebrows for her. In her previous life and this life, she had never been so close to a man. Even her husband Xu Zhiheng would not do such a move when he was newly married to Yan'er. The man is a woman thrush, falling in the eyes of others, probably a little confidant, indulging in the derogatory meaning of beauty. But the appearance of Xiao Jue's serious eyebrows for her made her addicted for a moment.

He Yan immediately realized his addiction and leaned back slightly.

Xiao Jue frowned: "Don't move."

She was startled, and the other party's hand was already on the back of her head, pulling her in front of her, for an instant, the distance was shorter than before.

It can also see him more clearly.

The sharp and icy Xiao Jue faded away, and at this moment, he looked extra gentle. His eyelashes are thick and dense, long and hanging down, half covering his dark pupils, and also covering the coolness of autumn water, sitting lazily, with a beautiful outline. The thin lips are blushing, and the seductive person can't help but keep staring.

She remembered that on a rainy night in her previous life, if she knew it was him at the time, if she could see it, and when she accepted the other's kindness and kindness, she would face this face, would she have a more relaxed attitude, no? As for being so fierce?

Probably her eyes are too hot, even if people want to ignore it, they can't ignore it. Xiao Jue's hand motions and his eyes meet her.

He Yan suddenly had a guilty conscience of being caught by others for doing bad things.

Xiao Jue frowned slightly: "Why is your face so red?"

"Me?" He Yan was startled, his hands covered his cheeks subconsciously, and he really felt hot. He couldn't find the reason for a while, and he couldn't say anything.

Xiao Jue stared at her for a while, then suddenly approached, "Aren't you..." He raised his eyebrows, his eyes were unpredictable, and he smiled: "I like..."

"No, no, no!" Without waiting for his words to come out, He Yan immediately vetoed him, and raised his hands, as if swearing: "Really no! You are so celestial and human, how dare I wait for mortals? Think! I dare not think too much about you! Really!"

Xiao Jue leaned back, holding Luo Zidai in his hand. Seeing her hurriedly refuted, he sneered and said lazily: "I didn't say anything, so what do you do with such excitement." He raised his eyebrows, "A guilty conscience?"

"I really don't!" He Yan was anxious.

What's the matter with this person, why are you still holding on to this matter? Is it fun to tease people? What bad taste is this?

Outside the door, two maids were holding plates of snacks in their hands, neither entering nor not.

"Can I get in at all?" Hong Qiao asked in a low voice.

"Also, still not it." Cui Jiao said: "I have seen scholars reading poems. The madam and the young master are now in love, so don't bother."

"Oh." Hong Qiao nodded, seemingly understanding.

Cui Jiao thought, what is the name of that poem? It seems that the makeup asked her husband-in-law in a low voice: Is the thrush deep and shallow?

Exactly.

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