Could Yan Mingzhu endure it? Of course she couldn't, so she raised her leg and gave him a kick.
"Since Your Highness dislikes my shortness, I will ask a taller maid to measure you. I will not accompany you!"
What should I do if my sweetheart has a hot temper? What else can I do, I can only pamper and spoil him.
"What I am joking about is my fault. I will never say it again. Can you give me another chance?"
Seeing that the man was quite sincere in admitting his mistake, Yan Mingzhu reluctantly forgave him. When she started to measure the shoulder width again, she moved a small bench.
Lifting up the corners of her skirt, she stood on the small bench, which was exactly the same height as Qi Jue.
But Yan Mingzhu, who had a strong desire to win, felt that this was not enough, so she stepped on her toes in front of him.
When she saw that she was half a head taller than Qi Jue while standing on tiptoes, she finally showed a satisfied smile.
"Who's cumming now?"
This was a comparison that could only be made between children. Yan Mingzhu did it smoothly and even raised his hand to make two gestures to the tops of their heads.
Seeing the childish behavior of the little girl in front of him, Qi Jue raised his face in response, his smiling eyes full of doting indulgence.
He knows better than anyone how difficult it is for Yan Mingzhu to show her childish and innocent side in front of him. This is a state of truly trusting him and being extremely relaxed in front of him.
He had seen her in a state of embarrassment, and even seen her fighting against the imperial army alone. She used her thin body to stir up the stormy Yongyi Hou Mansion.
In the eyes of the world, he always seems to be strategizing and persevering.
But in front of him, he was smiling brightly, and his movements were full of relaxation and joy.
He will definitely do his best to protect her and make her happy and safe in this life.
"You are tall. If you think you are not tall enough, can you ask me to squat down a little bit?"
Yan Mingzhu was not a rude person, so she patted him on the shoulder and said, "Stand up, let me measure your shoulder width."
After writing down the man's approximate size in her mind, Yan Mingzhu couldn't help but sigh in her heart again, this man really has golden proportions, a well-proportioned figure, and not a trace of excess fat.
After taking the measurements, Qi Jue calmly took back his hand and asked, "When can I get the new clothes?"
"Seven days later. Your Highness is a prince after all. You still have no new clothes to wear. Why are you just staring at me?"
Qi Jue answered naturally: "How can what you give me be comparable to those ordinary things?"
This man's mouth is really sweet, as if he has been smeared with candied fruit!
Yan Mingzhu couldn't resist it, so she jumped down from the bench and coughed pretending to be calm, "I'm tired and it's getting late. Your Highness, please go back and rest early."
"After eating the lychees, you also applied medicine to your feet, and my clothes were stained by you. So before going to bed, shouldn't I make compensation?"
Is there anyone like him who blatantly wants compensation?
"I said I would buy you new clothes, isn't this compensation?"
Qi Jue didn't even blink, and said confidently and confidently: "I haven't bought it yet? How can it be considered as compensation?"
Yan Mingzhu choked, it was all nonsense!
Just as he was about to retaliate, he saw the man take a step forward.
A dark shadow was cast, blocking the dancing candlelight in her eyes.
Suddenly, a warm and soft kiss fell on her forehead.
In my ears was the man's deep magnetic voice with a smile: "Good night, interest."
Before leaving, he even rubbed Yan Mingzhu's temple hair.
Yan Mingzhu stood there blankly, the heat spread from her forehead to her earlobes, turning red and hot, and her whole heart was boiling hot.
The beating of her heart like a drum was so noisy that Yan Mingzhu couldn't calm down at all.
She first covered her face, then covered her ears with some annoyance, and found that she still couldn't stop herself from hearing the thumping heartbeat.
"Stop jumping! Calm down, I'm much older than him. According to the normal age, he is just a kid in my eyes. How can I blush to a kid!"
Yan Mingzhu kept telling herself in her heart that based on her age in her previous life, Qi Jue was only a three-year-old baby when she died, and she hadn't even been weaned yet!
She was so blushing and heartbroken towards a kid who was nearly half a round younger than herself, she was like a beast!
But...but this man is really good at flirting!
Yan Mingzhu ran to the window, opened the window, and took a deep breath in an attempt to cool down the heat on her face.
Just at this time, a white dove landed on the window edge and cooed twice at her.
As soon as she saw the white dove, Yan Mingzhu calmed down instantly, and without any more ripples in her mind, she took off the creed from the white dove's leg.
When I took it apart and took a look, my eyes suddenly lit up.
Lin Sangzhi has already arrived in the imperial capital with Yuan Jinshen. According to the current itinerary, he will be able to arrive in Beijing early tomorrow morning!
As a result, she had to speed up her plan.
Yan Mingzhu sat down on the warm couch, wrote a note, set a place to meet tomorrow, and then tied it back to the white pigeon's leg.
"Go ahead."
The white dove rubbed Yan Mingzhu's hand affectionately, then fluttered its wings and flew towards the sky.
When Yan Mingzhu got up early the next morning, she obviously felt that the temperature had become much colder.
When I was washing up and getting ready to go out, it started to rain lightly. The cold wind in the rain hit my face, making it even more chilly and biting.
Yan Mingzhu turned around and was about to ask Liu Xiang to get an umbrella. Suddenly, a shadow fell on her head, and the rain hitting her face disappeared instantly.
Looking up, he looked into a pair of deep, clear eyes with a smile.
Qi Jue held an oil-paper umbrella with one hand, covering the top of her head, shielding her from the wind and frost outside, while half of his clothes were soaked by the rain.
The man's clear and cold eyebrows were looming under the oil-paper umbrella. He was graceful and picturesque, and it was so early in the morning that it gave Yan Mingzhu's eyes the ultimate cleansing.
What's more, Yan Mingzhu still has Kung Fu reverie. This man is really well-born in every aspect. People are yearning for beautiful things. Seeing such peerless elegance early in the morning makes him feel very happy.
But before Yan Mingzhu could say anything, Qi Jue had already frowned.
"It's snowing today, why are you still wearing such thin clothes?"
While talking, Feiyu on the side had already handed over a silver fox dark embroidered cloak very neatly.
After Qi Jue took it, he shook his hand, put it on Yan Mingzhu's shoulder, handed the oil-paper umbrella to Feiyu, then bowed his head slightly and tied the belt for her.
The man's knuckles were long and he went back and forth between the long belts, and after a while he tied a rather elegant bow.
Yan Mingzhu couldn't help but smile, "Your Highness, you know how to tie knots like this for ladies?"
"It's not difficult to see someone who has been beaten. I always have a photographic memory."
As he spoke, he even praised himself again, and he was like no one else.
"Yes, yes, His Highness is unparalleled in his elegance and is the most powerful. But it's not even bright yet, why is Your Highness up?"