C243 Anemometer (1/2)
No matter what happened in the future, he would protect this happiness.
”Li Niang, let's go take a look at Old Lord Gao.”
”Alright.”
After getting up, Li Niang pushed Lin Kaixiao towards a house that was not far away.
At this time, Li Yu and Yuwen Yi were holding a bottle of medicine and distributing it to the Black Feather Guard and the others.
”Last night, your move was very stinky. If it was me, I wouldn't have acted that way.”
Hearing Li Yu's arrogant words, Yuwen Yi stared with his eyes wide open, ”Hmph, your chess game is too lousy.”
”Aiyo, if you don't like it, then let's fight again.”
”If you want to come, then come. I'm afraid you won't succeed.”
With that, Li Yu and Yuwen Yi returned to the place where they had hoped for. Everyone looked at the two of them with expressions of fighting to the death.
”A pair of lunatics, Achoo!”
Wang Feng leaned on the door and sneezed. Zhang Qiao, Li Le, are you guys dead? ”
”Scram! If you die, neither of us will die!”
and Li Le were practically lying on the icy cold ground, corpses sticking out from their bodies due to the pain caused by the hangover.
It wasn't until nightfall that the 'corpses' of the entire King's Manor gradually got up and returned to their respective positions.
As for Lin Chuyue, who was laying on the bed, she was too lazy to bother with Feng Yan and directly fell asleep.
The next day.
Her whole body was in excruciating pain, as if she was being crushed by eighteen carriages.
With Liu Er's help, she donned her clothes and sat on the dressing table. Looking at the image reflected in the copper mirror, her neck and the red color that kept on extending out made people blush.
Liu Er could not help but laugh, ”Young miss, you like that hairpin?”
Now that Lin Chuyue had married the Duke, she was already the mistress of the Duke Palace, and even more so the Duke's main wife.
Lin Chuyue looked at the arrangement of Zhu Sha and sighed, ”Just one purple jade hairpin is enough, don't put anything else on your head.”
Lin Chuyue's words caused Liu Er to shake her head, ”Eldest Miss, today, you and the Prince entered the palace. As the mistress of the Duke's Palace, you can't wear such a simple and unadorned outfit, it would make others laugh.”
Hearing Liu Er's words, Lin Chuyue knew who she was now, ”Alright, no need to be too formal, it's a simple task.”
”Alright, Liu Er will definitely make the young miss look prettier than any other girl.”
For an entire hour, Lin Chuyue sat in her room and allowed Liu Er to draw. rouge powder, gold, silver, and vermilion hairpins.
Creak …
At this time, Feng Yan walked in from outside. When he saw the purple-robed woman in front of the dressing mirror, he was stunned for a moment.
Noticing the look in Feng Yan's eyes, Lin Chuyue raised her eyebrows, ”Not good, didn't I say it earlier, with so many hairpins stuck in your head, it's like receiving an antenna, can you look good?”
Lin Chuyue was about to pull the hairpin from her hair bun, but she was stopped.
”Yue Er is very beautiful.”
”Really?”
Feng Yan nodded, and picked up the thrush brush from the side mirror. ”This king will help you raise your eyebrows.”
”Right.”
Lin Chuyue allowed Feng Yan to draw her eyebrows, but right at this moment, Feng Yan stooped down and kissed the corner of his rouge red lips. Liu Er, who was by her side, laughed lightly as she put down the comb in her hand and left the room, leaving space for the young miss and the prince.
”Aiya, this person has put in a lot of effort to make up for it!”
Feng Yan's kiss made Lin Chuyue warm up to the bottom of his heart, but at the same time, he was frowning. She was sitting here like a puppet for an hour.