Chapter 42: It's a Routine Again!

Ye Fuyi kept turning in circles in the study, but he didn't come up with a way, but instead made himself dizzy.

She couldn't help but pat her head and sighed: "Ye Fuyi, Ye Fuyi, with your weak chicken body, how did you live in a place like the Ye family for so many years?" ”

There was silence in the room, except for the sound of her own breathing, Ye Fuyi received no response.

Although Ye Fuyi has always been suspicious about where the original body went, there is no way to confirm it. It may be hidden deep within her body, or it may occupy her modern body.

Wait, her modern body is already shattered now, how can it still exist?

Ye Fuyi shook his head, not letting himself think about it. After taking a sip of cold water and forcing himself to be sober, he found a pen and paper and planned to keep a book.

After all, she has been eating and drinking for nothing here in Feng Qingzhan for two months, and she is still living a life of being served, if she leaves without saying a word, she always feels that it is not too polite.

As for the jewelry given by the emperor and queen, Ye Fuyi didn't plan to take it. After all, you can't exchange money and you can't go hungry, and it's still in the way with climbing over the wall.

After the letter was written, Ye Fuyi shook it in his hand a few times, and made sure that the ink was dry before putting it in the envelope. But before she could seal it, there was a relentless sound of footsteps in the courtyard.

His steps were steady, and his breath was steady, which was heavier than Feng Qingzhan's, so it was easy to distinguish.

"It's almost night, and your master has fainted again?" Ye Fuyi took the envelope and went out with a cold face, looking at the ruthlessness in the courtyard and speaking angrily.

"Miss Ye, the queen in the palace has set up a family banquet the day after tomorrow, and you have to go to the banquet with the prince."

Ye Fuyi frowned, and asked with disgust on his face: "Don't you want to make it?" ”

"Nope." Ruthless still kept a straight face, guessed that Ye Fuyi would say this, and hurriedly added: "The queen mother made it clear that she wanted Miss Ye to accompany her, and the girl had to enter the palace in advance to accompany the mother to worship the Buddha early the day after tomorrow." ”

"Wait, why do you have to worship the Buddha at the family banquet?" Ye Fuyi hurriedly shouted to stop, and once suspected that he had auditory hallucinations.

People who believe in Buddhism should not be vegetarians and advocate simplicity?

Why does this queen still have a family banquet?

Ruthlessly said: "The queen mother is grateful for the kindness of the Buddhist family, and thinks of Miss Ye's benevolence, so I want you to accompany her." ”

The corners of Ye Fuyi's mouth twitched slightly, looked ruthless and forced a smile, and asked rhetorically: "Do you think I am a benevolent person?" ”

Hearing this, he replied honestly, "No." Miss Ye is a femme fatale. ”

Ye Fuyi was successfully amused by the ruthless words, and couldn't help but praise him: "Don't look at your appearance, I didn't expect to see people quite accurately." ”

looked at Ye Fuyi, who was laughing, and his face was ruthlessly cold, and he always felt that Ye Fuyi's words were not praising him.

"You go and tell your prince that I am sick, very serious, lying on the bed waiting for death, let him go back to the queen mother on my behalf." Ye Fuyi frowned and said very seriously, as if she was now seriously ill and lying in bed.

Listening ruthlessly, he was also very involved in the play, his face tightened, and then he quickly spoke: "Miss Ye, are you brainless when I am not the master, or are you not smart as the master?" ”

Ye Fuyi smiled dryly, gave him a self-realized look, and turned around to leave.

He knew that she was taking him for a fool when she said this, so why not hurry up? With her temper, they really dare to let her enter the palace?

Ye Fuyi, who returned to the room, slapped the table angrily, wishing that Feng Qingzhan was in front of her now, and then she used her hands and feet to kill him.

This matter seems to be an order from the queen mother, but if he says a word, how can the queen mother not listen?

If he doesn't want to, forget it, even a ruthless person has to ridicule her now, it's really a leopard guts!

Thirteen originally prepared a gorgeous costume to send it, but listening to Ye Fuyi's scolding and scolding in the house, he was so frightened that he didn't dare to move. After waiting for half a ring, there was no movement inside, and then he dared to knock on the door.

"Girl, the clothes that the prince ordered to prepare have been prepared, do you want to try whether the body size is appropriate?"

Thirteen's words went unanswered, so she had to gently push the door in.

Ye Fuyi was sitting on the edge of the bed sulking, raising his eyes and glancing at Thirteen, not wanting to pay attention.

Seeing her like this, Thirteen stepped forward and whispered: "Girl, this is the craftsmanship of Tianyifang, a special case that no number of girls in the capital can ask for." ”

Ye Fuyi was just looking at the clothes that Thirteen picked up, the styles and colors were rare, and when he looked at it, he knew that the materials were extraordinary.

Of course, little girls like good-looking clothes, and Ye Fuyi is naturally no exception. But thinking about the words just now, she suddenly turned her head to look at her: "When did you start making this dress?" ”

"The girl started when she entered the house, and it took too long, if you cured the prince earlier, maybe you wouldn't be able to catch up."

Thirteen's face was full of joy, and he was happy for Ye Fuyi. But she didn't know that Ye Fuyi was already on the verge of a stormy wind.

Ye Fuyi smiled coldly, squeezed the hand in his sleeve, gritted his teeth and said, "Feng Qingzhan, it turns out that you have been tricking the old lady all along!" ”

She then saw the frightened Thirteen, and ordered: "You go down to rest first, remember to come early tomorrow, I have to dress up and go out so that it is not in vain for the good intentions of the prince." ”

Thirteen felt that Ye Fuyi might be eating people at any time, so he hurriedly responded and trotted away.

Ye Fuyi said that when you dress up and travel, you must dress up well. When she got up early in the morning, she cooperated with the change of clothes and sat in front of the bronze mirror.

Thirteen had been worried that she hadn't been happy all night, but now she was finally relieved. It's just that when she pulled her hair for Ye Fuyi, she heard her ask:

"I want the most flamboyant hairstyle, the more exaggerated the better."

Ye Fuyi looked at Thirteen's stupid face, stunned there, and couldn't help explaining: "Do your best, how to look good, understand?" ”

For the aesthetics of Thirteen, Ye Fuyi only has two words, that is, admiration.

A little girl of her age already likes golden and shiny things, of course, she sticks it on her head if it is beautiful, and Ye Fuyi wants this is exactly what she wants.

When she handed Thirteen all the exaggerated jewelry, she closed her eyes with satisfaction, waiting for the little baby to give her a big surprise.

Half an hour later, Thirteen woke up Ye Fuyi, who was already drowsy.

The corners of Ye Fuyi's mouth rose, wanting to see if he looked good with a golden mountain on his head in the bronze mirror. But as soon as she got closer, she was stupid.

In the mirror, this cherry-red lip makeup is delicate and luxurious, but not cheesy, is she her?

She didn't think she was so good-looking before, did she?

"Little Thirteen, did you misunderstand what I meant?" The corners of Ye Fuyi's mouth twitched slightly, feeling that there might be some misunderstanding in the middle.

It's enough for herself in this mirror to be extravagant, but why does it give her a glamorous and vulgar vision? No, no, no, something must have gone wrong!