For curling hair, Feng Yu will simply tie it into a men's bun, that is, she will meticulously tie all her long hair on the top of her head, but she will not do it at all for women's buns.

The palace maid, who had been waiting outside for a whole morning, suddenly rushed in, acting quickly and well-trained to serve Feng Yu to wash up, and to curl Feng Yu's hair, secretly worried that Feng Yu would get up so late, worried about the "tea ceremony" later.

Feng Yu got married, and naturally there was a line of palace maids to marry, and this palace maid stayed in the "Xin Wangfu" from now on to serve Feng Yu and no longer returned to the palace.

These palace maids who came to marry were all selected by Murong Ji. Murong Ji naturally wouldn't tell them the real purpose of letting Feng Yu marry. Of course, among these palace maids, there is no guarantee that there is no internal response placed by Murong Ji.

Feng Yu didn't have the heart or mind to care about these for the time being, sat in front of the dresser, and motionless let the palace maid dress her up.

Several of the maids turned and walked to the bed to tidy up the messy bed, and a blood-stained snow-white silk silk fell from the bed as the maid made it.

Feng Yu glanced at the mirror surface of the mirror inadvertently, and couldn't help but be slightly stunned, and then reflexively looked sideways at Xin Moge who was sitting at the table drinking tea. When did he put the blood-stained silk on the bed? A woman will be red on the first night, she doesn't, because it's not the first time for her, he doesn't want to be known that she is "unclean", he doesn't want to spread any gossip, he doesn't want to be pointed at, or does he want to protect her? Don't want her to be gossiped about?

The palace maid naturally knew what the blood stains on the silk silk of the Dao Dao were, her face turned red, and she hurriedly bent down to pick up the blood-stained silk, and then folded and put it away neatly.

The bed that has been lingering all night, the bed is covered with traces of a little bit of love, which is clearly visible, and the palace maids can't help blushing more and more while quickly tidying up and replacing them with new ones, and it is not difficult to imagine what happened here last night.

Xin Moge didn't speak, nor did he look at Feng Yu, he didn't seem to notice Feng Yu's gaze, and continued to drink tea, his handsome face was always calm as water, without the slightest rise and fall.

Feng Yu watched, and after looking at it for a long time, she slowly retracted her gaze, and she really couldn't grasp what kind of mind Xin Moge was thinking?

At first, he wanted to kill her, skin her, cramp her, and crush her bones. But now, he not only single-handedly designed her to marry him, but also forcibly took her over and over again, and treated her ...... Everything that happened last night, the scene last night, and everything this morning were all clearly left in Feng Yu's mind, and the body covered by the robe was covered with dense and deep and shallow "imprints". What the hell is he trying to do? What do you want to do with her?

"Okay, princess, do you think that's okay?" Behind Feng Yu, the palace maid who quickly made a good hair for Feng Yu asked in a low voice.

Feng Yu immediately came back to her senses, looked at the face with a human-skin-mask-mask reflected in the mirror, reached out and pulled the neckline of her robe, trying to cover the marks on her neck, and said in a calm tone: "Very good, so be it." ”

The palace maid nodded, quickly put down the comb in her hand, and helped Feng Yu, who was sitting, to stand up.

Before Feng Yu opened the door to let the palace maid in, he went to the hall to tell Xin Haoyan that Fu Bo, who had just come back at this moment, stepped into the open room quickly.