The next day, Shen Qingqing woke up with a slight headache.
Some fragments flashed in her mind, and Shen Qingqing connected them unconsciously, and then...
She she she kissed Lu Yi forcibly?!
Shen Qingqing buried her head in the pillow with a flushed face, she lost her life!
No, she must pretend she can't remember anything!
shenqingqingHey, how did this get on my head?
When moving, the hairpin stuck in the head fell on the quilt.
Shen Qingqing picked up the hairpin, which was shaped like a lark spreading its wings and had a green pattern. The tail of the hairpin was also engraved with a word - Qing.
The Qing of Qingben Beauty is also the Qing of Shen Qingqing.
Shen Qingqing couldn't help but smile, and put the hairpin back into the long black hair.
Lu Yi accompanied her all night last night, and it was clear at a glance who gave this hairpin.
Giving someone a hairpin, and taking advantage of people's sleep, isn't it sultry?
It just so happened that the servant brought the clothes that must be worn for the Qixi Festival, and Shen Qingqing put on a new skirt.
When they came to the main hall, everyone was almost there.
Shen Qingqing was dressed in Tsing Yi and came in styles. Three thousand blue silks rose, with snow-skinned red lips, like a mysterious girl in the nine heavens. Everyone present couldn't help but be stunned.
"Didn't I ask someone to make you a pink dress?" Mrs. Chunyu was a little puzzled. "Why did it turn blue?"
"But it stands to reason that ordinary girls can't suppress this cyan. Thanks to your good foundation, your complexion is white. Wearing this cyan adds a bit of elegance."
"It's simply beautiful!"
shenqingqingThank you ma'am for the compliment, you are wrong.
Shen Qingqing glanced triumphantly at Lu Yi.
See, the lady praises me for being good-looking and temperamental!
Lu Yi naturally understood what she meant, pursed his lips and smiled without saying a word.
After a few people packed up, they went to the hairpin convention together. There were many people, most of them were noble ladies in Hangzhou. Hundreds of flowers are blooming, beautiful.
"Miss Shen, Miss Shangguan, this is a spider, put it away, it will be used for begging later."
Mrs. Chunyu handed over two boxes. Since Yuan Jinxia was still dressed as a man, she didn't have her share.
"This hairpin meeting only happens once every three years. Miss Shen and Miss Shangguan might as well try it too."
chunyuminMother, you are too embarrassing.
Chun Yumin said deliberately.
chunyuminOn weekdays, they like to dance with knives and guns, and this little daughter may not be good at things. Furthermore, if she is not prepared for this, if she loses face, it will always be bad.
Shen Qingqing rolled her eyes in her heart.
As long as you can speak, how can you speak so well.
shenqingqingI'm sorry, I don't like to dance with knives and guns on weekdays, Miss Chunyu is afraid of a misunderstanding.
shenqingqingToday, I just want to join in the fun.
shangguanxiI will accompany you.
Shangguan Xi also doesn't like Chun Yumin's words prickly.
yuanjinxiaQingqing, Shangguan sister, come on!
The competition has officially started.
The first round was embroidery. How could Shen Qingqing know this? Not to mention the mess of embroidery, she even pricked her fingers.
Shen Qingqing whispered, it hurts.
Lu Yi kept an eye on her from below. Seeing her frowning and aggrieved, he wanted to go up and see how her hand was doing.
But still held back.
If he went up at this time to disturb the competition, Shen Qingqing would definitely be lost.
The second round of the exam was calligraphy. Shen Qingqing knew that she would definitely not be able to win this, so she simply painted and painted on it, and the examiner's head was big.
