"Is it possible?" Murong Yu's lips slid down her forehead and landed on her nose, "Is it possible?"
Ming Wuyou couldn't bear this, so he stood on tiptoes without saying anything and applied lipstick on the corners of his lips and cheeks, "Will you be angry if I stain your face?"
Murong Yu chuckled, his voice was low and hoarse, but full of charm: "I can't get it."
…
About half a cup of tea later, Ming Wuyou came out from behind the rockery, holding a handkerchief and lightly tapping his lips.
Aunt Lin stepped forward and said, "Young lady's lips are not feeling well? Perhaps the lipstick is something she is not used to. Why don't I send you to Wuyou Pavilion to touch up your makeup first?"
"Um."
Mingwuyoudian.
After she left with Aunt Bai, Murong Yucai came out from behind the rockery, his usually cold lip line slightly raised.
"Your Highness is a rare visitor." A soft laugh came from the other side of the rockery.
The corners of Murong Yu's lips pursed back to their original curve, and his eyes turned slightly to look at Yun Ziheng who was walking slowly, "When did you come?"
"Just arrived!"
Yun Ziheng smiled and said: "Your Highness is here, does my father know?"
"Um."
Murong Yu nodded.
After all, not everyone can enter the ancestral hall, and they still wear masks.
He greeted the King of War before he came.
As for wearing a mask, I don't want others to see me here.
Today was the grand ceremony for Ming Wuyou to recognize his ancestor and return to his clan. On the one hand, he didn't want to overshadow the guest, and on the other hand, he didn't like others looking at Ming Wuyou and talking about him.
He doesn't want to hear any bad sounds!
"Oh, that's it." Yun Ziheng slowly stepped forward, waving his fan, "Then, has His Highness told your father about you and your sister?"
Murong Yu stared at the folding fan in Yun Ziheng's hand.
This was the one he saw in Ming Wuyou's room that day, which Ming Wuyou made for Yun Ziheng.
At this time, Murong Yu wanted to take out his folding fan to compete with him, but felt that it was quite childish, so he said calmly: "What do you think?"
"Didn't you mention it?" Yun Ziheng said calmly: "I sincerely suggest that Your Highness, it's best to come early."
Murong Yu frowned.
Yun Ziheng added: "Your Highness loves my sister so much. You should know that her birthday is in August, which is a few months later."
"In August, she will be seventeen."
"A noble girl in the capital proposed to get married at the age of eleven or twelve, and many get married at the age of fifteen. She is not too young, and now she has returned to the palace. If Your Highness does not take action very early, I am afraid that someone else will
Keep an eye on."
"What do you think we should do if my father accidentally agrees to a marriage proposal?"
Murong Yu's face suddenly turned ugly, "Thank you for reminding me."
…
Ming Wuyou originally wanted to go to the attic to touch up his makeup, but after walking halfway, grandma found that there was nothing on Ming Wuyou's lips, and they were even more colorful than applying lipstick, so she went to the garden again.
.
The garden is full of colorful flowers today.
When Princess Anping saw her arriving, she came forward with a smile to catch her, and introduced her to the ladies of the country, the county lord, and the princess.
Ming Wuyou had met these people before.
But at that time, everyone had a wait-and-see attitude towards Ming Wuyou.
After all, I don’t know what the King of War will think of this illegitimate daughter.
But today, when everyone recognized their ancestors and returned to their clan, they all knew what was going on.
The Wuyou lady in front of her is a person who is held in high esteem by everyone in Prince Zhan's palace and will have a bright future.
He is also very passionate about Ming Wuyou.
Ming Wuyou is a businessman with a delicate and clear heart. He knows that everyone will be moved by the wind, but there are also some people with good temperament who are still worthy of friendship.
For example, Princess Yun'an of Princess Chenyang Mansion has met several times in private.
And Miss Su from the General's Mansion.
Of course there is no need to mention Bai Di.
She also arrived today.
She came up to show Wuyou's hand with a smile: "Sister Wuyou, congratulations, I have prepared a gift for you!"
"How can you be so polite?" Ming Wuyou blinked, "I'm not used to you being like this."
"..." Bai Di was silent and curled his lips and said, "Am I being well-behaved? I don't know. I am stared at by those masters and that maid every day. I have to learn something. It's hard not to be well-behaved."
Bar."
"I see." Ming Wuyou rubbed Bai Di's head and said seriously: "Then you should learn more."
"It doesn't mean that you have to turn yourself into a dignified and elegant lady, but at least when you should pretend to be a lady, you can restrain yourself and not let others look down on you, don't you think?"
"Okay." Bai Di nodded, wrinkled his nose and said, "You are just like what your elder brother said."
"Although he is very annoying, meddling in other people's business and making me uncomfortable, but what he said is quite right. I was reckless and unruly, and I lost the face of my mother and the Bai family."
"Others don't tell me publicly, but privately they always point fingers at me and say I'm uneducated."
Who loves to be the subject of conversation after dinner?
Who likes to be pointed out?
She had told herself since she was a child that it didn't hurt if others pointed her out and scolded her, but she couldn't hear them anyway. But after stressing these words so many times, in fact, only she knew how much she cared.
"What are you talking about?" Princess Yun'an stepped forward.
"Nothing." Ming Wuyou and Yun An held hands and started talking.
Bai Di sat upright at the side with his eyes wandering. Suddenly he saw Yun Ziheng among the flowers, and he suddenly felt angry.
"Sister Wuyou, I'm going to change." Bai Di smiled at Ming Wuyou, then followed along the garden while holding up the hem of her skirt.
Yun Ziheng wore a light blue gauze robe and walked slowly in front, without following any guards.
Bai Di followed for a while, rolled his eyes, took out the slingshot in his arms, climbed to a nearby tree, and searched for a while.
What a coincidence, there is a bird's nest in the tree, and there is the freshest bird droppings.
"You're in bad luck!" Bai Di laughed proudly, picked a leaf, carefully wrapped the bird droppings with the leaf, and aimed at the back of Yun Ziheng's head.
Whoosh——
The slingshot shot out.
He was about to hit Yun Ziheng on the back of the head, but at the critical moment, Yun Ziheng turned slightly sideways and swung his folding fan!
The leaf covered in bird droppings turned and hit Bai Di directly in the face.
"ah!"
Bai Di screamed.
That's bird droppings.
She subconsciously wanted to avoid it, but she forgot to squat in the branch and fell from the tree.
Just when Bai Di sadly thought that he was going to break his arms and legs, he felt his belt suddenly tighten and his body stopped falling.
Bai Di opened his eyes.
It was Yun Ziheng who grabbed her belt.
Yun Ziheng was standing high at this moment, the light blue blindfold hanging from his shoulders as he moved.
With his back to the light, he looked in the direction Bai Di was at. His face lost a lot of its usual gentleness, and it was a bit joking, "What about plotting against me?"
"..." Bai Di gritted his teeth and said, "Who asked you to bring so many people to torment me? I'm not yours. Who asked you to take care of me? You deserve to be plotted against me!" This chapter has been completed!