Chapter 683

Not only is the meal delicious, Mrs. Zhao is happy, but also because of the atmosphere of eating with Lu Xiaohua, leaving everything behind, just to eat, it seems like she broke free from some shackles.

Lu Xiaohua waved and asked the servant to clear the table. Then she got up and sat down beside Mrs. Zhao, and took Mrs. Zhao's arm: "in fact, I know that my sister is not happy, and I don't want to inquire about her private affairs, but...

" but I've heard other people talk about me? " Mrs. Zhao just good face, suddenly sink down, "how do they say me, say I am in Zhao house, still can't compare to a dog, let adult value?"

"Elder sister, what other people say, the most important thing is elder sister, you can't see yourself that way!"

Mrs. Zhao smiles, depressed, obviously not listening to what Lu Xiaohua said.

Lu Xiaohua added: "do you know why my husband and I have such a good relationship?"

This also really said that Mrs. Zhao's point, her spirit all hit: "why?"

"Of course, I try to be myself."

Mrs. Zhao looked at her suspiciously, but obviously she didn't quite understand what she said.

"Woman, sometimes you really can't take your husband seriously, take his likes as your own likes, take his joy as your own joy, and take him as your whole. As time goes by, are you still yourself? Do you still remember what you looked like before you came out of the cabinet?"

Mrs. Zhao followed Lu Xiaohua's words and recalled her youth. At first, she was very vague. She felt that she couldn't remember clearly. But when she thought about it, she gradually became clear again.

Not out of the ordinary, simple, happy, just sitting in the boudoir, reading books, embroidery and embroidery made her feel comfortable, because at that time, in her heart, except for occasionally thinking about her parents, there was no man to make her sad.

Even when I was bored in the room, I went out with my maidservant to catch butterflies, and went shopping with my sisters. I would go to see any pretty clothes, just like now. Just because her husband would not like it, she lost her interest in choosing clothes.

She thought that she had forgotten these things, but she didn't think that she was always hiding in the bottom of her heart. When she touched it, she would rush out.

"You should think more about yourself. Apart from this husband, how can you live a comfortable life? Eat and drink well every day, make yourself beautiful and happy. Believe me, you are the most attractive."

Mrs. Zhao didn't know what was the most attractive, but Lu Xiaohua's happy words touched her heart.

"Think about it. It's not a happy day to eat delicious food and have fun every day?"

Mrs. Zhao said with a smile: "but no one around me has your cooking skills. Can you still make it for me every day?"

"Silly, you can't learn by yourself. If you want to eat something delicious, you can make it by yourself to satisfy your appetite. What else can you rely on?"

Lu Xiaohua's words give Mrs. Zhao some inspiration, but it's still a little hazy. She doesn't really wake up. She thinks it's good to learn how to make delicious food.

Mrs. Zhao took Lu Xiaohua's hand: "well, our chef Mu is willing to teach me?"

Lu Xiaohua deliberately raised his chin: "my tuition is very expensive."

Mrs. Zhao couldn't help it. She pinched Lu Xiaohua's face and said, "am I still short of this money? Double for you

Lu Xiaohua laughs: "I tell you, I can do it, but it's much more..."

after this day, the relationship between them has become better. Mrs. Zhao often comes to Lu Xiaohua to talk about her heart and learn how to eat. Gradually, even if she hasn't seen her husband for a long time, she doesn't find it hard or hard. Her life is full now.

But with the arrival of a prince's son, Mrs. Zhao began to worry.

Lu Xiaohua comforted her: "don't you care about your husband so much?"

"It's not that I don't care about him. I just think that at every banquet like this, there will always be someone pointing at me, and that slut will be in the limelight. I feel uncomfortable."

"That's not easy. As long as you are better and more beautiful than her, others will only think that your husband has no eyes and is not a concubine."

Lu Xiaohua deliberately has a strange voice and tone, and successfully makes Mrs. Zhao laugh.

Mrs. Zhao then sighed: "but what can I do? I don't know how to be better than her."

Lu Xiaohua said, "don't you know what I do?"

"For what?" Mrs. Zhao thought blankly, but she didn't think, "cooking?"

"Oh, I have a shop, don't I?"

Muxiaolu's only family is: "what kind of private customization? What does this have to do with me? "

"You don't know what private customization means?"

Mrs. Zhao shook her head.

Lu Xiaohua a pair of "you can't save" eyes, then will Mrs. Zhao pull up: "you come with me."

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when Mrs. Zhao attended a hundred day banquet for the son of a marquis, she was astonished.Unique and elegant, beautiful and dignified, the skirt fully fits her own temperament, different hairstyles and hair accessories matched with the skirt, as well as different makeup and beauty fans that can also match with the dress and hair accessories.

The beauty of Mrs. Zhao is completely displayed in front of people.

Many ladies were very close to Mrs. Zhao that day. They asked her where to buy the dress, which master made it, and hair accessories and beauty fans. They found that Mrs. Zhao's lipstick was different, bright and beautiful, especially with Mrs. Zhao's skin color.

There is also a powder is not the same, specially designed eye makeup let Mrs. Zhao's eyes more God, but also a little bit more looming hook people enchanting.

In a word, Mrs. Zhao's whole body makes Mrs. Zhao more bright and beautiful, and does not cover up her own advantages.

Mrs. Zhao's smile was appropriate, and she added a trace of pride: "Oh, it's the newly opened private custom-made one. From the hair to the shoes, they are all made for me. The clothes, fans and my hairpin and earrings are all made by her. According to me, they are made for me, but they are unique!"

Among other things, the word "unique" is enough to attract the women present.

"But," someone hesitated, "this shop is owned by Dapan people?"

"What big pan, when people come here, they will be the people of Qi."

"It's no big deal. If you want me to say that, just arrest her and let her do whatever she wants for us!" A lady who was obviously of high birth, snorted coldly with disdain, and her eyes were bloody.

She was born in a militant general's house. She was influenced by her childhood. She was also irritable and easy to kill. Later, she married her husband, who did not dare to say a word to her.