On the wedding night, I was read by the cold prince

Chapter 38 The Old Lady Appears

Qiao Lege had a dream. In the dream, someone was whispering in her ear. That person, Balabala, had been talking for a long time, but she couldn't hear a word clearly.

It wasn't until the moment before she woke up from the dream that she barely heard the two words—how stupid! .

"..."

I'd rather not hear you.

Qiao Lege glanced out the door, it was already bright outside, so she didn't plan to stay in bed any longer, and yelled out the door.

"Xiaoyu!"

Xiaoyu pushed the door open in response, and she was still twisting a small bundle in her hand.

"Miss, I fell into the water yesterday and go today. Is your body able to handle it? Or postpone it for a day."

Qiao Lege shook his head: "It's okay, I feel refreshed now, and if I don't go, that person will be so angry that he will go to heaven.
When the time comes, I will turn into a ghost and stay by my side all the time, babbling, it will be impossible to live that day, you don't want me to die young! "

"Of course I want Miss to live a long life." Seeing that she couldn't change Qiao Lege's mind, Xiaoyu didn't say much.He took out some of his own dick and squirmed on Qiao Lege's face.

After a while, a kind old woman appeared on the mirror, ignoring her black hair.

Qiao Lege looked at himself in the mirror, touching a deep wrinkle with his fingertips.

I couldn't help but let out an exclamation: "Xiaoyu, your skills are really amazing. I can guarantee that even my father can't recognize me now."

Xiaoyu raised her hand and touched the back of her head, a slight blush appeared on her face: "Miss' boasting skills are getting better and better."

"I'm telling the truth!
I estimate that I will go out this time for two or three hours. During this period, you will proceed according to the original plan. If I come back late, you don't have to panic. It should be delayed by something over there. "

Xiaoyu raised her concerns: "Miss, what should I do if the prince suddenly comes over?"

Qiao Lege patted her on the shoulder, the corner of his mouth raised a small arc,

"Don't worry, on the fifth day of every month, the prince will go to the street for routine business, and he won't come back until dinner time."

Listening to Qiao Lege's swearing tone, Xiaoyu's confidence also increased a lot.

"Okay, this servant will treat the back of your hand for you, so that no one will recognize you after wrapping the turban."

"Uh-huh."

While Xiaoyu was pretending, Qiao Lege sat obediently, and her eyes began to drift away.

In memory, Xiaoyu has always been by the original owner's side.

She doesn't like to talk too much, and she doesn't have too much curiosity. Most importantly, she has a superb makeup technique, referred to as face changing.It should be someone you can trust wholeheartedly.

After all, when writing this novel, Qiao Lege created a bug-like existence,

As long as she is a personal maid, she is a character who is wholeheartedly thinking about her master.

Zhou Wenxuan is dead, but the people behind the scenes will definitely come up with more tricks. When she does something to herself, she may not let Xiaoyu go, and remind her to be careful when she has time.

Before Zhou Wenxuan died, he said the word "imperial palace".

Presumably this emperor's birthday banquet should be much more lively than expected, I have to...

"Miss~ It's all right." Xiaoyu said, successfully breaking Qiao Lege out of his thoughts.

She looked through the mirror, and inside was a kind old lady wrapped in a headscarf.

"Very well, wait for me to return in triumph!"

(End of this chapter)