A female agent travels through time and fights against the fierce enemy with weapons

"Why? Big sister can't have such a beautiful yard?"

"Of course not, I just didn't expect it, I didn't expect it... Well, anyway, I just feel that the eldest sister does look like a lady now."

Chen Wanming said this with a desperate look.

This action immediately made Chen Wanruo laugh.

"Miss, do you want us to prepare the meal?" Xiaochun said to Chen Wanruo with a smile.

If she were to say, if her young lady had been so tough earlier, how could she have fallen to such a state in the past few years?

"Get ready! I'm hungry too."

He went to Prince Zhan's mansion and then went back to Liu's mansion. He was really hungry after all the trouble.

It was not until Xiaochun brought the meal that Chen Wanming believed that her elder sister really had a place in the Liu Mansion.

"Eat, and then take a rest after eating!" Chen Wanruo said softly to Chen Wanming.

As he said this, he pushed the bowl of porridge in his hand in front of him.

"Eat something light today. Your fever has just subsided, so you shouldn't eat anything too greasy."

"Okay, big sister!"

Chen Wanming didn't hesitate and started drinking the porridge in front of her.

He was already very satisfied with just this plain porridge.

During the two years in the Chen Mansion, he never had a full meal.

Not only that, the food tasted different at every meal.

Now having white porridge is a luxury for him.

"Miss, Xiaohong from the yard over there is here." Xiaochun whispered to Chen Wanruo when they were halfway through their meal.

"Oh? What are you doing here?"

"He said he was here to give me some clothes!"

After hearing this, Chen Wanruo suddenly realized.

Indeed, if the clothes are not delivered soon, it will be too late.

"Then let her in!"

Soon, Xiaohong followed Xiaochun and walked to the front yard not far from Chen Wanruo.

At this time, Chen Wanruo had put down her bowl and chopsticks, and sat aside with a calm look.

"Madam, these are the clothes that were delivered by the clothing store today. Madam asked me to bring them to you."

Xiaohong said very respectfully.

"Okay, put it aside. There shouldn't be anything that needs to be changed. After all, this is tailor-made. Thank you for your hard work, my lady."

I don’t know if it’s Xiaohong’s psychological effect, but she feels like Chen Wanruo seems to be deliberately emphasizing the word "small".

Chen Wanruo: That’s right, I was just emphasizing it on purpose. There’s nothing wrong with what I said. She is the ‘little’ lady.

Seeing Chen Wanruo's unwillingness to care, Xiaohong was very angry, but she said with a very obedient look on her face:

"Yes, Madam. Oh, by the way, there is also your veil. My wife said that your veil has not been changed for some years. This time, I will help you change your veil as well."

Hearing this, Chen Wanruo subconsciously raised her eyebrows.

This is not Luo Pinting's style at all.

Given her personality, she should be hoping to make a fool of herself at the palace banquet tomorrow.

How did you think of changing your veil?

Although she has been using this veil for many years, Chen Wanruo is not a fool, right?

But he thought so, and said calmly: "Okay, thank you for your wife's help."

Since she wants to change it so much, let her change it.

Isn't her purpose just to embarrass herself?

Then just show off your ugliness to her.

She, Chen Wanruo, is not such a stingy person.

After saying this, seeing that Xiaohong was still standing there blankly, with no intention of leaving, Chen Wanruo continued:

"Why? Do you have something else to do? Or does your wife have any other instructions?"

Hearing this, Xiaohong reacted instantly and realized that she had been distracted when she was looking at her just now.

She had heard before that Chen Wanruo was very beautiful before she was disfigured.

Apart from anything else, just her eyes should be able to charm a lot of people, right?

Even she, a woman, was conquered by her eyes just now.

And her skin.

Why hadn't she noticed before that her skin was so fair?

With such fair and delicate skin, even her wife, who takes care of herself every day, can't achieve one-tenth of hers.

This is just her neck and forehead...

"Xiaochun, send her out!" Chen Wanruo said to Xiaochun indifferently.

Being stared at like that, she really felt uncomfortable all over.

She didn't understand. They were just women, so what was so good about it?

If you want to see, why not just look at yourself in a bronze mirror?

Her facial features were basically covered, so why was she still interested in looking at it?

"Sister, the young lady in your house is quite good." Chen Wanming said naively after Xiaohong left.

Hearing this, Chen Wanruo just smiled and said nothing.

Then he carefully picked up the dress and examined it carefully.

"Miss, what are you looking for? Are you suspecting that they have done something to the clothes?" Xiaochun asked curiously.

"Well, most likely."

"Probably not, because they didn't seem to have tampered with the clothes in previous years."

In previous years, although my young lady was ugly and useless, she was the eldest lady and still needed to show her face at such large banquets.

But after so many times, Luo Pinting has never tried to tamper with her clothes.

So when he saw his young lady having such doubts, these words came out of his mouth.

"I didn't do it before because I didn't want to do it, but now, it may not be the case."

"Miss, what you mean is..."

"That's what you think. Go ahead and check it out as I told you."

It’s not that Chen Wanruo wants to doubt her, but Luo Pinting was so attentive that she must have tampered with the clothes.

Last night at Chen's house, she couldn't wait to ask herself to come back and try on clothes.

This is already obvious.

Thinking of this, Chen Wanruo continued to talk to Xiaochun:

"By the way, if Xiaohong brings a veil over later, you can just accept it as usual. No need to say anything more."

Hearing this, Xiaochun was confused, but still nodded obediently.

"Sister, is there something strange about the veil?" Chen Wanming asked curiously.

As a servant, Xiaochun was not in a position to ask, but Chen Wanming had no worries about this.