Transmigrating into a Doll Princess: Pink Princess

Shui Miaoyin fell to her knees with a thump: "Back to Wangfei, this makeup matches this set of clothes. It can't be pure..."

"That can't smear my face like a monkey's butt! This rouge is too red! Take it off, take it off!" I took a handkerchief and wiped it. It didn't matter, the powder fell off.

Weighs, can't you put a layer of flour on me?

It's as white as a zombie.

The aesthetics of ancient people is too scary! [

Without saying a word, she ran to the washbasin and washed everything away in a hurry.

Shui Miaoyin was taken aback, but she didn't dare to stop her because of her status.

The two little maids didn't even dare to fart.

Long Fuyue looked in the mirror, saw that she had regained her clear face, and finally breathed a sigh of relief: "Okay, that's it," she stretched out her hand and wanted to take off the heavy and frightening phoenix crown on her head.

Shui Miaoyin hurriedly said: "Princess, the prince is still waiting outside. You should let him take a look at it anyway. It is not in vain that the prince treats you with care."

I don't know why, but Long Fuyue always feels that there is always a hint of a lesson in the words of this beautiful voice, and there is also a trace of jealousy hidden in it.

She snorted, and said lightly: "I don't want to trouble you, little embroiderer, to teach me a lesson..." Long Fuyue was not an angry person in the first place, not to mention that the woman in front of her was still coveting her husband, so she couldn't speak at all. You're welcome.

Shui Miaoyin's face turned pale, her hands retracted into her sleeves and clenched tightly into fists.

She bit her lips, and said lightly: "Yes, the servant has overstepped the distance. The princess makes atonement."

As I said this just now, I only heard Feng Qianyu's voice coming from the outside: "Fu Yue, haven't you dressed yet? Come out and let me see if it fits well."

Long Fuyue sighed secretly, feeling that she was too naive now.

Now his behavior is like those hateful supporting roles in court dramas, extremely arrogant.

But when I think of so many women out there coveting their husbands, I feel like a ball of thread scratched by a cat, indescribably confused.

She glanced at Shui Miaoyin, seeing that her eye circles were red and she looked like a spoiled little daughter-in-law, she felt even more uncomfortable.