The Return of the Wicked Girl: Long Live the Queen

The crown princess left with a little anxiety, and Ji Shuiyue clearly realized that at that moment, the crown princess had established terrible hostility towards her, although she had no idea what she had done.

Three days later, the Peony Banquet began.

Ji Shuiyue was sitting in front of the dressing table, her long jet-black hair draped over her shoulders, and her blood-red eyes were shining brightly.

"Yan Po, can you curl your hair?"

She spoke, her voice was very soft, with some helplessness.

Although there are maids in this palace of protons, they are all from the crown princess's place, and they don't know what tricks they will play.The princess's attitude towards her these past few days was very bad, and the dress she sent for the banquet was actually snow-white, like a linen robe in mourning.

Yan Po came over, her amber eyes were amazingly bright like the setting sun.

"Would you like to be more gorgeous?"

Ji Shuiyue smiled, "If possible."

Yan Po pursed her lips and said nothing. With her slender fingers, she lifted Ji Shuiyue's flowing long hair. The mahogany comb submerged in the soft hair and combed it gently.

It was hard for Ji Shuiyue to imagine that those big hands that could hold a book, hold a sword, and hold a whip carefully held her hair like this, and then combed it into a bun like magic.

She felt his slender and powerful knuckles sinking into her hair, and the warm fingertips touched her scalp lightly, giving it a numb feeling.

She couldn't help straightening up, pursing her red lips lightly, feeling a little nervous.

Yan Po noticed the change in her expression and understood her faint shyness.

After all, she is still a 15-year-old girl. It is the first time for a man to help comb her hair. It is a bit...

He lifted a strand of long hair, twirled it deftly, and fixed it at the temple.Followed by several complicated patterns, the hair style is basically formed.

Ji Shuiyue was slightly surprised, "Yan Po, is there anything in this world that you don't know?"

Ji Shuiyue felt that Yan Po, who was cheated, was her greatest wealth. This guy seemed to be omnipotent, capable of everything.

Yan Po pursed her lips, her voice was low and calm, "I just want to help Xiao Xunwan, so I learned a little bit."

Ji Shuiyue felt a little guilty.

She will never admit that she is extremely untalented in curly hair, even if she has learned it well, she still only knows how to wear a small bun so far.

"All right."

Yan Po lifted the blue hair she had put down, and Ji Shuiyue stood up with a smile, her eyes burning like the rising sun.

"Come on, Yan Po."

In her smile, the domineering was full.

"Next, it's our stage!"

……

……

Imperial Garden, Peony Banquet.

The world is full of beauty in April, but peonies are the most beautiful.

The peonies in the garden are in full bloom, shining brightly under the bright candlelight in the dark night, the scorching Luoyang red, the luminous white of the jade bone ice heart, the dignified and beautiful Wei purple, there are thousands of strange colors, each color They are all sighing and refreshing, as if they have untied a shackle.

In the imperial garden, some high-ranking officials have come one after another.Anyone who can appear on the stage today must be a dignitary who can cover the sky with one hand in one aspect.

Today's Peony Banquet, the Crown Princess prepared eight tables, each table with eight people, excluding their three symbols, that is to say, these 61 people are the strongest 61 people in Jiu Kingdom's politics, no matter which one they hold, they are all one Thick thighs.

"The third princess of Zhao Kingdom has arrived—"

In an instant, everyone's eyes were focused on her alone.

*

=w=The Peony Banquet is not only about Shuiyue baby, but also our clever Qiuqiu.