The young man in the mirror, with blue hair and black clothes, a handsome face and a petite body. Pen, fun, and www.biquge.info

Yang Xi sighed, she still looked too much like a girl. She picked up the indigo and added a few more strokes to her eyebrows, and smeared her complexion even more sallow.

The crown prince Yang Yu lazily reclined on the soft couch, carrying the current fashionable noble clothes specially made by the Splendid Workshop: "You really plan to go to the imperial study with me, if someone finds out......"

Yang Xi turned around and stuck out his tongue: "Do you think others are stupid, how can they pretend to be a girl and still recognize me, but it's just a cover-up, and my father will turn a blind eye." ”

Since Yang Xi recovered from a serious illness, she has become more sharp-tongued, intelligent and cunning, so angry that the prince can't even tell her. Yang Yu was indignant and pouted: "Let's talk about it first, you borrowed the name of the second son of Prince Anqing's family, you can't say that you missed your mouth." ”

The two of them stood and slept, and the palace people stood on the side holding a box of clothes, Yang Xi didn't understand where her brother was interested in trying on clothes, and shook her head: "I know, as long as you cooperate well, no one will find out my identity." ”

Prince Anqing, the eldest son of the first emperor, although he is not a descendant, he is honest and loyal, so His Majesty is extremely generous to him and is in charge of the Zongren Mansion.

Yang Zheming, the second son of Prince Anqing, is three years younger than the prince, frail and sickly, but he goes to class for three days to fish and two days to surf the Internet, and he recuperates at every turn. Therefore, Yang Xi planned to borrow his identity to accompany the prince to study in the imperial study.

In her previous life, she didn't read much, so she didn't understand human feelings and scheming, and her subsequent experience was too painful to be used as a lesson at all.

People learn from books, and she is destined to face the changing situation, so she must prepare in advance.

Yang Xi was not impressed by the second son of Anqing Wangfu, and only saw Yang Zhemin, the eldest son of the small county king, and Yang Qingxue, the county lord of Yiqing. And that Yiqing county lord is really a disaster for the country and the people.

The county lord of Yiqing is good-looking and very sociable, and when he liked to read together, Yang Xi allowed her to enter and leave the court freely.

It was through Yang Xi that the county lord of Yiqing met the prince and Yuan Lie.

Later, when a war broke out on the border, when she came back to her senses in a period of chaos, there were already conclusive rumors in the palace that the county lord of Yiqing and Yang Yu had an ambiguous relationship, she didn't believe it, and then it was rumored that the two of them often went in and out together, and the county lord of Yiqing even interfered in the internal affairs of the palace.

At that time, Yang Yu had already ascended the throne as the emperor, and his words and deeds were exemplary, how could he do such a ridiculous thing between cousins and sisters.

Yang Xi asked Yang Yu to scold, but in the end she broke up unhappily, she knew that this was not groundless.

She was so angry that she couldn't do anything about it. Yang Yu is the emperor, the honor of the Ninety-Five, the courtiers have a lot of discussions, and no one can control him. She was so angry that she got angry with Yang Yu, and finally Yang Yu promised her to break off the relationship as soon as possible.

She didn't understand that Yang Yu's harem was not without women, so why did she fall in love with the county lord of Yiqing.

When she got married, the county lord of Yiqing did not dare to appear in front of her again.

Yang Yu is still too young to endure loneliness, if his father hadn't died early and lacked strict discipline for his brother, how could such a thing happen.

Yang Xi felt a pain in his head when he thought of those bad things, and turned his head to look at his brother, the Yang royal family was famous for their handsome appearance, Yang Yu just casually reclined there, revealing a suave laziness, and the row of palace maids standing beside him looked straight at him.

What's more, he is the crown prince, and he will be the emperor in the future, how can there be fewer women who pounce on him.

When Yang Yu saw her looking over, he chuckled lightly with his forehead, and the corners of his mouth teased: "What, do you think my brother is good-looking?" Yang Xi looked at the palace maids' faces flushed, glared at him hatefully, raised his hand, and instructed Mama Fang: "The clothes you will make in the future will be one inch smaller, and the waist will be tightened here." Mama Fang led the embroidery officer to write it down.

Yang Xi dressed up again and changed into the newly made palace clothes to be worn at the state banquet.

The New Year is approaching, and there is already a New Year's atmosphere in the palace.

Dressed in bright red with a golden belt, the complex auspicious clouds are layered layer by layer, simple and generous. This time, the embroiderer was particularly ingenious, with layers of stamens sewn from the skirt to the chest, wide cuffs, and a few small butterflies sewn on the arms.

This kind of clothing, that is, Yang Xi can only wear it from time to time when she is young, and when she grows taller, it is estimated that she will be blind when she embroiders these petals.

Yang Xi turned around, the petals and butterflies danced with his gestures, and the whole person was as smart as a fairy, plus Yang Xi's skin was fair, his facial features were exquisite, and he was dazzling like a Nine Heavens Xuannu.

She turned sideways and raised her hand to brush the bun around her ear, like a beautiful woman walking out of the picture of a lady, noble and moving.

Yang Xi stood there pondering what jewelry to use, but through the wide bronze mirror, she happened to see her brother Yang Yu staring at her intently from this angle, his eyes were amazing.

She turned her face sideways and grimaced: "What, do you think my sister is good-looking?" Unconsciously revealed a little flattery.

Yang Yu has never seen such a Yang Xi.

When Yang Xi was a child, he cried at every turn, laughed at every turn, and lost his temper at every turn, he was familiar with that kind of sister, naïve but naïve, and needed his painstaking care and love.

Now Yang Xi is as quiet as the wind and moon, moving like a breeze, sometimes lowering his eyebrows, sometimes contemplative, silently crying when he cries, which is pitiful, and when he laughs, he reveals the cunning of a kitten.

After being sick for three months, has it really changed so much?

Yang Xi had already turned sideways and whispered to the embroidery officer, she just stood there in such a graceful posture, her raised chin slightly exposed her white neck, her eyes were focused when she spoke, her expression was serene, and her smile was just right, just like when the queen mother was in charge of the harem, neither close nor alienated.

This is Yang Xi who he is not familiar with.

Prince Yang Yu suddenly raised his hand to cover his chest.

-- The breath is out of order.