Two hundred and fiftieth eight chapters women for self-pleasing appearance
Qiu Mingyuan's voice was like a thunderclap, immediately attracting countless passers-by to stop and watch! But shocked by the cold aura exuding from Feng Linche's body, no ordinary people dared to get too close.
Damn it! Zhuo Ye couldn't help but cursed in his heart, you're just a man dressing up as a woman! Your whole family is dressing up as a woman!
"How dare you! How dare you slander my girl like this!" Song Mo was angry.
"How can you speak?" Qiao Ling also yelled angrily.
"Girl?!" Qiu Ming was stunned. She blinked from a distance and looked at the beautiful Zhuo Ye. Then she looked at the pretty little maid. She was clearly the boy next to Zhuo Xiaobailian... "This..."
"You two hundred and five!" Lian Qin flew up and kicked Qiu Mingyuan's butt! She was so depressed now, what a coincidence! She met Zhuo Ye not long after she went out!
Now it’s better, I’m in trouble!
"Ah! Lian Qin, are you a woman? You are violent in the street!" Qiu Mingyuan was kicked several steps away by Lian Qin, and the general who was rolling and crawling stabilized his body.
"If you yell again, I'll beat you up!" Lian Qin stared at Qiu Mingyuan and waved his fist. Then he turned to Feng Linche and Zhuo Ye and said, "Oh, Zhuo Ye, Third Young Master, what a coincidence..."
Feng Lince was wearing casual clothes, so Lian Qin did not reveal his identity.
"Brother Zhuo...Brother Zhuo...you...you tell me what's going on..." Rong Yu'er's face was pale and her lips were trembling badly.
"It turns out...it should be Miss Zhuo..." Rong Zhengxuan, who had been silent all this time, suddenly said.
He was also very surprised that Zhuo Ye was actually a girl. So Lian Qin and her...were they...acting for him earlier? Rong Zhengxuan looked at Lian Qin, his eyes became more complicated...and his heart was filled with difficulty.
The pain of words...
"Okay, long time no see, you guys... How are you? What a coincidence... I meet you all here... Haha..." Zhuo Ye giggled awkwardly.
Feng Lince said nothing, only nodded to Lian Qin and Lian Xiao.
And Lian Xiao didn't say anything. Her beautiful peach blossom eyes were no longer as evil and seductive as before, but stared at Zhuo Ye full of sadness...
"You, are you really a woman?" Qiu Mingyuan didn't care about Lian Qin's kick. He covered his butt and came closer to Zhuo Ye, asking in disbelief.
When Feng Linche saw Qiu Mingyuan approaching Zhuo Ye, the coldness in his body couldn't help but become more intense. He stretched out his hand and pulled Zhuo Ye closer to him in a possessive way. He stared at Qiu Mingyuan with a dark handsome face and a sinister look in his eyes.
Qiu Mingyuan couldn't help but tremble and took a step back.
"Yes, yes... If it's true..." Zhuo Ye deliberately avoided Lian Xiao's gaze and twitched the corners of his stiff mouth at Qiu Mingyuan and others.
When Lian Xiao saw that Zhuo Ye did not object to Feng Lince's intimate gestures, his beautiful eyes couldn't help but darken a little...
"This... this is not true..." Rong Yu'er's delicate body swayed twice before falling backwards...
"Yu'er——!!" Qiu Mingyuan was startled and stretched out his hand to support Rong Yu'er's body.
"Sister——!" Rong Zhengxuan also hurried over.
"You guys should send Sister Yu'er back quickly. We have something else to do, so we'll leave first." Zhuo Ye said quickly.
"Okay, let's continue another day!" Lian Qin nodded.
Lian Xiao pursed her thin lips lightly and said nothing, standing there blankly, watching Zhuo Ye's back go away, until the beautiful figure disappeared from his sight...
In the fourth year of Fengzhi, on the second day of the seventh lunar month, Emperor Feng Linrui of the Tianshuo Kingdom celebrated his 29th birthday. In the evening, a banquet was held at Anhe Palace, where the emperor's relatives, civil and military officials, envoys from various countries, etc. gathered to celebrate.
On this day, Zhuo Ye was woken up early by Qiao Ling to wash up and comb his hair, as if he was afraid that he would be late.
Zhuo Ye couldn't help but said in a funny tone: "This palace banquet only starts in the evening, and we have to leave in the afternoon. Why are you in a hurry?"
"Get up early and freshen up! The girl must dress up beautifully today!" Qiao Ling said as she pushed Zhuo Ye, who had just washed his face, to sit down in front of the dressing table.
"Oh...it turns out that Qiao Ling thinks I'm too ugly..." Zhuo Ye deliberately teased Qiao Ling.
"How could it be! I don't think the girl is ugly! The girl is a natural beauty!" Qiao Ling said anxiously: "But there are many princesses, princesses and young ladies attending the palace banquet. The girl must compare with them all.
Get down!"
Zhuo Ye smiled speechlessly, what's the comparison? It's not like going to a beauty pageant...
"Ye'er." Feng Lince walked in and stood behind Zhuo Ye.
"Yes." Zhuo Ye didn't look back and responded lazily. He bent his eyes to admire the handsome and tall figure in the bronze mirror.
"My slave has met the prince." Qiao Ling quickly saluted.
"Well, take good care of the girl." Feng Lince said to Qiao Ling calmly.
"Yes, Your Majesty." A pair of clever hands began to comb Zhuo Ye's waterfall-like long hair.
Feng Linche looked at Zhuo Ye who was sitting in front of the bronze mirror and was tossing with his clever skills, and said softly: "How about Ye'er dressing up well today? I like to see it..." After a pause, he continued: "It's like New Year's Eve.
That night...Ye'er was beautiful..."
Did she dress up for Lin Ge that time? He hoped that she would also dress up for him...
Oh my God!! Their prince can actually talk about love?! Qiao Ling's face turned red, so embarrassing! How could the prince say it in front of her, an "outsider"!!
"Okay..." Zhuo Ye smiled. Since Feng Lince has spoken, let's dress up properly. She doesn't like to compare her beauty with other women, but she is willing to dress up to show to the people she likes. As the saying goes, "women are those who please themselves."
"Capacity".
Qiao Ling helped Zhuo Ye comb her hair, and Zhuo Ye said, "I'll put on my makeup myself, and you go make tea for the prince."
"Okay, girl." Qiao Ling knew that Zhuo Ye's makeup skills were much higher than hers, so she didn't insist.
"Ce, go and wait for me in the hall. I'll be ready in a moment." Zhuo Ye said to Feng Lince gently.
"Ye'er, I want to watch you here..." Feng Lince said softly.
Zhuo Ye's pretty face turned red, and she said coquettishly: "My daughter's makeup, what's so good about it..."
"I like to watch, but I can't get enough of Ye'er..."
Qiao Ling, who had already walked into the hall, heard the conversation between Zhuo Ye and Feng Lince in the room, and couldn't help shaking her body. The prince is so disgusting!
Qiao Ling was very discerning and moved a chair for Feng Lince, placed it next to Zhuo Ye's dressing table, brought a cup of hot tea, and then went to prepare breakfast.
You can't hinder other people's intimacy with their lovers, or they will be struck by lightning!
Eyebrows, eyeliner, blush...Zhuo Ye was tinkering with it carefully and conscientiously. Feng Lince's eyes were gentle, looking at her beautiful side face for a moment, watching her put on the exquisite makeup with relish...
After Zhuo Ye put on her makeup, put on the dress and shoes she had chosen before, and put on the set of shell and pearl jewelry neatly, Feng Lince couldn't take his eyes away from her!
Zhuo Ye is even more beautifully dressed today than he was during the last New Year!
"Ye'er..." Feng Lince looked at Zhuo Ye infatuatedly: "You are so beautiful!" Then he smiled bitterly and said: "You look like this, how can I be willing to take you out!"
Feng Linche regretted a little. Why did he have to let Zhuo Ye dress up more beautifully? She was already a beauty, but now she looked even more dazzling! When he thought of the banquet, all the men were staring at him.
Looking at Ye'er, he felt very uncomfortable!
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PS: We are about to enter the climax. The things that Xia Chen left for Ye Zi will appear in the next few chapters. Can anyone guess what they are? By the way, there are more than one thing...