descendants of nuwa

Chapter 29 The next morning (2)
Yin'er's face was a bit ugly. This woman just called him out to talk to him and lured him to work for her. Yin'er is very clear about the intention behind this person!Even so, Yin'er still stepped forward to salute in a polite manner, and said: "See Miss Qi, my lady hasn't gotten up yet, please ask Miss Seven to move to the main hall! How about meeting after our lady has finished grooming?" Mo Yu There was displeasure in Yan's expression, but she still nodded gracefully and left with her maid!
Yin'er breathed a sigh of relief after Mo Yuyan left, and ran to the window quickly, without caring about his superiority or inferiority, he directly helped Qingcheng up, shook him vigorously, and shouted loudly: "Miss San! Get up La! Hurry up and get up!..."

"Hmm..." Finally, under Yin'er's disregard for his image, Qingcheng finally made a movement, Qingcheng frowned and moaned like a kitten coquettishly, and then slowly opened his eyes!Although he didn't get enough sleep, his eyes were still clear as if washed by spring rain, and he looked up at Yin'er above him with sleepy eyes in confusion.

Yin'er was stunned for a moment, feeling that Qingcheng's eyes seemed to be stripping her soul from her body.But Yin'er quickly recovered, and recruited Shui'er and Mu'er to wait for Qingcheng to dress and wash.During this period, Qingcheng, who hadn't woken up at all, was like an exquisite Barbie doll and let the three of them play with it, um... Occasionally, she blinked twice in confusion, then looked around and then... continued to be in a daze.

"Miss, it's done!" Yin'er's soft voice awakened Qingcheng's thoughts of wandering in the sky, and Qingcheng looked at herself in the glazed mirror.She always wears a pure white gauze skirt, but today Yin'er changed herself into a moonlight gauze skirt with blooming Xiyan flowers printed on the hem of the skirt. moving.The plain face was not stained with any makeup, but it was far more beautiful than those women with heavy make-up. A clear brow pendant on the forehead set off the exquisite and beautiful face with aura.

Even Yin'er, who was used to beauties and talents, couldn't help sighing: "Miss San is so beautiful, she can outshine everyone without any makeup, she can compete with the prince!"

Qingcheng was amused, and looked at Yin'er from the glazed mirror with a teasing smile: "You mean, your prince is also so beautiful that he is unparalleled in the world?"

Yin'er was taken aback for a moment, and realized that he had said something wrong, but he quickly smiled and said happily: "That's right! The prince is indeed unparalleled in the world!"

Qingcheng didn't say anything, just smiled gently and softly, the extraordinarily quiet and elegant, Yin'er, Shui'er, and Mu'er were stunned!When he was in a daze, Yao Min's loud voice came from outside: "My lord is back home!"

Qingcheng didn't seem to care, but kept looking at Mu'er and Shui'er on the table, porridge!Yin'er hurriedly pulled up Qingcheng and walked out, saying as he walked: "Ah! The prince is back! Fortunately, there is time, we can't let the prince wait!"

As soon as he stepped into the main hall, he saw Mo Yuyan, who was sitting in the main hall, rushing out, and Qingcheng wondered, could this guy know how to walk lightly!Qingcheng Daimei raised her eyebrows lightly, then walked towards the door slowly and gracefully, all right!In fact, Qingcheng just didn't eat breakfast, and was too hungry to walk!

When he walked to the door, he happened to see Mo Yuyan standing beside Dugu Mochen with a shy face, but Dugu Mochen didn't seem to care, his cool eyes fell on Qingcheng's body for a while and then left!Mo Yuyan said softly to Dugu Mochen: "Brother Mochen, my third sister and I are ready, we can set off immediately!"

Dugu Mochen nodded to Mo Yuyan and said in a cool tone: "Go to the gate of the palace and wait for a while, I will come after changing the court clothes!" After Dugu Mochen said this, Qingcheng realized that Dugu Mochen was a little different today. The Dugu Mochen he saw yesterday had warm eyes and a refined posture, and he was dressed in a moon-colored robe that pulled his whole body into a slightly warmer color.But today, Dugu Mochen was wearing a dark purple court dress and standing against the light, his warm eyes were filled with bottomless indifference, which seemed inherently cold.Unconsciously thinking about what happened in Qiantan Pavilion last night in my mind, I couldn't help feeling that my heart was surging but was suppressed.

(End of this chapter)