I want to return this princess

Chapter 58 Sven Scum
He can say such sour words against his will.

Feng Muqing found that he suddenly didn't know himself a little bit.

Unconsciously, he was indeed influenced by Song Yihuan, which he had to admit.

Sure enough, after being told by Feng Muqing, Song Yihuan began to re-examine the palace uniform he was wearing.

The clothes specially made by the palace are different from those sold in shops outside.

Whether it's workmanship or style, it's all first-class.

The point is, this dress is tailor-made for Song Yihuan, not too much, not too little, just right.

I don't know if it's because of the psychological hint given by Feng Muqing, or the clothes are really good-looking, Song Yihuan smugly spun around in front of the mirror several times.

Two small hands resting on the side of the cheek, like a blooming flower.

Feng Muqing felt that if he didn't stop him, this little guy could be smug in front of the mirror for a long time!
"Okay, don't turn around. If you don't get dizzy, the king will be dizzy." Feng Muqing pressed Song Yihuan's shoulder, forcing Song Yihuan to stop, "Lianqiao, make up for the princess."

Song Yihuan looked at those exquisite Zhuchai, sat obediently on the small stool, and let Forsythia fiddle with her head.

From time to time, she would pick a favorite headdress and hand it to Forsythia, "This, this, I like this, help me put it on!"

Lianqiao was dexterous, and quickly combed Song Yihuan's age-appropriate but steady bun, and matched it with the palace's red hairpin, which immediately revealed her elegance and luxury.

Such a dress formed a sharp contrast with Song Yihuan's usual image.

If Song Yihuan didn't open her mouth to speak, she would be able to bluff people, and would give people the illusion that she is a well-educated lady.

However, Song Yihuan just couldn't control her mouth, she kept spitting out weird words one by one, and if she didn't pay attention, she would be stunned by her.

Now, I can only take one step at a time, I hope Song Yihuan will not make any mistakes.

Although Feng Muqing wasn't afraid, it would be troublesome if he wanted to clean up the mess for Song Yihuan.

After finishing dressing up, Song Yihuan looked like a little adult, as expected, people depend on clothes.

The little girl who usually looks inconspicuous, now she really looks like a little beauty.

Song Yihuan got excited, squatted down, and bowed solemnly to Feng Muqing, "My lord, please accept Huanhuan's bow!"

Only then did Feng Muqing realize that it was the first time she saluted Song Yihuan since he married Song Yihuan!

It seems that this little guy is willing to do anything as long as he is in a good mood.

"Exemption. Well, let me enter the palace with the king." Feng Muqing nodded in satisfaction, "When you enter the palace, you have to be like this, no matter how you speak or behave, you know that?"

Because Song Yihuan was dressed in a pretty girl's attire, she agreed to whatever Feng Muqing said.

"It's easy to say, I learned acting from Ah Si! Although I'm not a gentle scum, I will work hard to perform!"

Feng Muqing's mood that had just eased down fell to the bottom in an instant, "This king told you to be gentle, and didn't let you talk in the direction of gentle scum! Two more words, the meaning is far worse!"

"Hey, a slip of the tongue, it's just a slip of the tongue, I just slipped my tongue! I know what it means to be gentle, it's talking slowly, eating slowly, and walking like a turtle!"

Feng Muqing, "..."

(End of this chapter)