There was only a faint light in the sky, so Zhu'er and Lady Hong raised their arms to dig Han Mengxiao out of the warm bed. Zhu'er took some clothes and put them on Han Mengxiao, while Lady Hong washed Han Mengxiao clean.
clean, and began to apply makeup and powder on her face...
In her previous life, when Han Mengxiao celebrated her birthday, she basically went out to cover news. Except for her mother who called her to tell her to eat something good, few people around her remembered her. Over time, she got used to not taking her birthday as a special event.
Something happened.
When they arrived here, the sisters in the black shop remembered clearly that they had started to make arrangements for her more than a month ago. No, they deliberately closed the black shop today just to hold a birthday party for Han Mengxiao.
"Sister Hong, I don't want this, I don't want this." Han Mengxiao's eyes were hazy. As soon as she opened her eyes, she saw Lady Hong swinging a heavy golden step onto her head and hurriedly waving her hand.
"No!" The red lady's face changed: "No, you are the birthday girl today, so you have to dress more solemnly." The red lady inserted the hairpin into Han Mengxiao's hair, stretched out a finger, and pointed
Lieutenant Han Mengxiao closed his wide eyes: "Sister, you said it that day, and now you are listening to us. If you say this, you will throw water and ruin the fun."
Han Mengxiao said sullenly: "Yes, I have been tricked by you." She spread her hands and looked like a dead pig who is not afraid of being scalded by boiling water: "Come on, come on, you can torture me as much as you want.
Today I’m going to risk everything.”
The red lady and Zhu'er looked at each other and smiled happily.
After struggling for nearly an hour, the red lady put down the eyebrow pencil in her hand and said, "Xiaoxiao, come here."
The phoenix flew over and circled Han Mengxiao's head understandingly, embellishing dozens of tear-eyed pearls in Han Mengxiao's hair.
Black shop, lobby.
People were practicing around the railings, the room was filled with flowers, and a small stage was set up in the center of the hall for the boys and girls from the black shop to perform for Han Mengxiao's birthday.
Zi Yiran cooked in person and made a large table of delicious food. Everyone tidied up in good spirits.
Zi Yihan and Xuanyuan Ye were already sitting at the table, one on the left, one on the right, and one on each side. They had nothing to do, so they faced each other again.
Xuanyuan Ye spoke first: "Prince Han, you came so early today. Why didn't you wait for the girl to come with you? Could it be that you just learned about the girl's birthday, so you rushed to prepare gifts earlier?"
Xuanyuan Ye only learned the news of Han Mengxiao's death today last night. He was so irritating to Zi Yihan because he wanted to know when Zi Yihan knew about it.
"Yes, I just learned about it just now, so why isn't His Highness the Crown Prince?" Zi Yihan said calmly, with an attitude of being too lazy to pay attention to you, which made it difficult to tell whether his words were true or false.
Xuanyuan Ye was fooled, and he laughed proudly: "Tsk, tsk, Prince Han actually doesn't even know about such a big event as his own princess's birthday. But last night, this prince..." Having said this, he realized what he was doing.
An army was defeated and he quickly changed his words: "I wanted to ask King Han last night. Haha, that little girl has high eyes. I wonder if the gift you prepared can catch her eyes."
Zi Yihan raised his eyebrows and said, "His Royal Highness, just mind your own business."