"Princess, you'll be fine if you bear with it a little longer."
The whole morning of dressing up and dressing up made Murong Qiufeng's patience almost wear out. The two girls were very nimble with their hands and feet, but they were also too nimble. They took care of everything carefully and could take a long time just to trace their eyebrows.
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Murong Qiufeng was still very averse to making a fuss about his face. After the experience of the wedding day, he really didn't want to do it a second time, and this time was much more grand than that one.
Ever since he took the Bone Tempering Pill, his brows had not relaxed.
"That's enough, Princess, you are so beautiful." The little girl finally finished the work at hand and said with a chuckle.
Murong Qiufeng felt that her words were a bit sarcastic. It was not like she didn't know his true identity, but she still called her "Princess Princess". Although it was Shangguan Ye's order, he was a man, and no man could bear it.
Treat her like a woman.
He took a deep breath, stood up with a cold face, his eyes full of tiredness and a hint of irritation, "Let's go."
"Hey, princess, be careful, let the servants help you." The cumbersome phoenix robe on his body made it almost difficult for him to move, and he suddenly wanted to throw away all his grace and patience and get angry.
"No problem." He waved away the maid's hand angrily. These two women were sent by Shangguan Ye. They said they were to serve him, but they were supposed to be for surveillance. These two women were obviously not ordinary maids.
Because their martial arts are not weak, one of them is also good at making poisons. From the faint fragrance emanating from her body, it can be seen that she has been dealing with poisonous weeds all year round.
The two maids chuckled playfully behind them and winked at each other. In fact, they had no ill intentions, but they were both curious about the man who was so attracted to their master, and they found him very interesting. They were obviously very dissatisfied and repelled.
But he still has to endure it patiently, making people want to see how far he can endure it.
And these two women are indeed not ordinary women, but people from the Tiansha Pavilion. One of them is good at using poison. He is one of the four killing gods of the Tiansha Pavilion. Youxiang can cut off souls, kill with poison, and use poison as a weapon.
, naturally her medical skills are also famous all over the world, and this bone-tempering pill was refined by her.
The other woman is Youxiang's personal maid and assistant.
Shangguan Ye asked her to come here, firstly to facilitate Murong Qiufeng's changes at any time, and secondly, just in case, and this precaution was naturally Yun Feiyang's.
The Heavenly Slaughter Pavilion has never failed in its actions, but this time it has been half a month since the Heavenly Slaughter Order was issued, and even Yun Feiyang has not been found. What kind of identity does Yun Feiyang have?
Shangguan Ye did not intend to ask Murong Qiufeng about this. He wished that Murong Qiufeng would completely forget the word Yun Feiyang.
After leaving the courtyard and going to the hall, Shangguan Ye had already dressed up and was waiting there drinking tea.
It was only a short journey, but Murong Qiufeng was sweating profusely.
When Shangguan Ye raised his head, he saw Murong Qiufeng walking in with his lips pursed tightly. When he saw his outfit and some gorgeous makeup, he was slightly startled. Although he had a different style and was so beautiful that he was breathtaking, but
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Shangguan Ye's cold eyes were directed at You Xiang who was accompanying Murong Qiu Feng. He knew it was this woman who was responsible. He clearly ordered everything to be simple, but he knew that Murong Qiu Feng was afraid of trouble and didn't like dressing up like that.
Youxiang lowered her head, but suppressed a smile, feeling happy in her heart. Anyway, the master could not punish her for the time being.
Seeing Shangguan Ye's unhappy expression, Murong Qiufeng thought that he had waited too long and was a little impatient, so he could only speak first, "I'm late, please forgive me, Your Majesty."
Shangguan Ye withdrew his gaze and looked at Murong Qiufeng. Seeing the deep tiredness in his eyes, he couldn't help but feel soft. He quickly walked over, put his arms around his waist, supported his waist with his inner strength, and helped him.
Reducing some pressure, he still said casually and coldly, "It doesn't matter, let's go."
Murong Qiufeng, who was suddenly hugged by Shangguan Ye and almost leaned on him, widened his eyes and stiffened, "Your Majesty, Your Majesty."
Shangguan Ye raised his eyebrows, smiled slightly, tilted his head and approached his ear ambiguously, and said softly, "Remember, you are now my king's newlywed wife and my beloved concubine. Don't let others see anything."
"But, he is still in the palace now." Murong Qiufeng pursed his lips and gritted his teeth. He was reported back and forth on the wedding day. It can be said that he was unaware of it, but now...
He just felt extremely awkward.
"So what about the palace, there are too many people talking, so let's go." Shangguan Ye's voice became colder, showing a bit of impatience, and he took her away.
Murong Qiufeng could only grit his teeth and cooperate with him.
The luxurious carriage stopped at the gate of the palace. Looking at the carriage, Murong Qiufeng breathed a sigh of relief, feeling that he had reached the end and was liberated.
But his waist tightened, and his body was suddenly hugged horizontally. Before he could regain his senses, Shangguan Ye had already carried him into the carriage and sat on a soft couch.
A pair of eyes full of shame and anger, staring at Shangguan Ye, "My lord, please don't be so arbitrary next time." He was really angry.
He has a good temper, not that he has no temper, and is patient. It does not mean that he will not explode. The entire palace is almost aware of his situation. Even though he can't help himself now, as a man, he is always treated like a delicate woman.
How could he, who was already thin-skinned, endure it? This was a complete insult to him.
Are you finally done pretending, little guy?
Looking at Murong Qiufeng like a little lion that was finally angered, Shangguan Ye was in a better mood without being cold, calm and distant, but the expression on his face remained unchanged. He just raised his eyebrows and still placed his hand on Murong Qiufeng's waist.
"Why, don't I need to ask you for permission first to do what I want to do?"
Such cold and sharp words made Murong Qiufeng suddenly speechless. Yes, he was a high and mighty prince, so why should he let him do anything?
He felt a little wronged and a little sour in his heart, his eyes were sour, but he turned his head stubbornly and faced him with a cold face again, but his heart became more and more confused. Could he really just be a puppet in his life?
Seeing him acting like this, Shangguan Ye's heart tightened, and he felt that he had gone too far. He sighed, took back his hand with some reluctance, sat on one side, closed his eyes and fell asleep.
The sudden loss of warmth in her waist made Murong Qiufeng pause. She unconsciously turned her head to look at Shangguan Ye, who had closed her eyes. Looking at the expressionless cold face, she laughed at herself. The warmth on her hand just now left.
It actually made him feel a little lost.
Shangguan Ye's sometimes gentle and sometimes cold attitude made him feel confused. Seeing his coldness and coldness, the more he wanted the gentleness and warmth before, but he also knew that those were all delusions. How could it be possible when he was like this?
After hurting him, it was already good that he could treat him calmly. What more could he ask for?
At this moment, he didn't know that his heart and feelings were slowly going off track.
The contrast between gentleness and indifference makes the former more like poison, slowly eroding him.