[Quick Wear] The male lead is coming to the bowl

Chapter 32: The Imperial Sister 1 (Page 2/2)

> The guards stopped, and the maid beside the carriage lifted a corner of the window and whispered a few words to the person in the carriage.

    The person in the carriage whispered a few words, but it was not clear. Then the gorgeous rosewood door was opened by the maid. Immediately, a servant came forward and bent his waist, making his back flat as the ground, waiting at the door.

    Not long after, a pair of embroidered shoes decorated with oriental pearls stepped on the person's back. The woman was wearing a scarlet smoke gauze skirt, her black hair was tied into a cloud-like bun, two golden hairpins were inserted diagonally into her temples, and a tassel hung from her forehead. She wore a white veil on her face, which made it difficult to see

    her true appearance, revealing only a pair of watery autumn pupils. Huo Zheng looked at the woman who was helped out of the carriage by the maid, and was a little dazed. Even though he could not see her true appearance, he could still see her beauty from her gentle temperament and her affectionate eyes.

    Huo Zheng had grown up and had seen many ladies in the capital, but he had never seen a woman more beautiful than the one in front of him. The upright young general Huo was stunned for a moment.

    Huo Zheng was not the only one who was stunned. All the beggars stared at the goddess who seemed to have just descended to the earth. The maid next to him frowned and scolded, "What are you looking at! Do you think you can see the face of my master?! If you look again, I will dig out your eyes!"

    The maid's scolding scared the beggars sobered up instantly, and they shrank and lowered their heads, not daring to look again.

    "Fei Bai, shut up." The woman's clear voice sounded again, as if it had the magic power to soothe people's hearts.

    The maid who was arrogant just now shut her mouth obediently and said no more.

    The woman walked up to Huo Zheng, and Huo Zheng lowered his head hurriedly, only to see her two embroidered shoes half covered by her skirt. The embroidered shoes were full of patterns outlined with gold and silver threads, and the toe of the shoe was inlaid with a huge oriental pearl, which was very gorgeous.

    General Huo, who was still thinking about reporting the other party just now, now felt that the precious oriental pearl and the person in front of him were so complementary, and she deserved the most precious and expensive things in the world.

    "Wipe it off. I am ignorant, please forgive me." The woman said neither servile nor arrogant, and handed Huo Zheng a white handkerchief. Even the lines of the handkerchief were intertwined with silver lines. The jade hand holding the handkerchief was covered with bright red nail polish, which made her fingers look like green onion roots and white as jade.

    Huo Zheng had never seen any noble apologize to a lowly beggar on behalf of his servants. The young general's heart suddenly rippled, but his face was terrified and took the handkerchief, acting the cowardice of the beggar vividly, "Thank... Thank you!"

    But his muddy hands touched the white embroidered handkerchief, which instantly made him look dirty. Huo Zheng was rarely ashamed of himself, and his face covered with dust was slightly hot.

    "Master... Master! That's your private property. How can you give it to a lowly beggar? Why not give it to me?" Feibai was so anxious when he saw that the lowly person actually took the master's handkerchief.

    "It's okay. It's just a thing outside of your body. It's not worth mentioning. Help me get on the carriage. Don't stay any longer." The woman smiled indifferently and turned to get on the carriage.

    Suddenly, a breeze blew and lifted her veil .

    Huo Zheng, who had been secretly watching her, finally saw her true face. The woman had a fair face and peach cheeks, and she looked like someone who walked out of a painting.

    At a glance, her beautiful face was deeply engraved in Huo Zheng's mind and could never be forgotten.

    Huo Zheng stared at the carriage going away. The rejection and disdain he had felt when he saw the carriage just now turned into full of delusions.

    The upright young general put the embroidered handkerchief close to his nose and sniffed the fragrance on it deeply. The sweetness was accompanied by a hint of almost inaudible medicinal fragrance. The charming fragrance immediately attracted the man's soul.

    Whose girl is she?