Yun Chu pushed the door and entered Fuxing's room.

Xiao Fuxing was still in a daze in the mirror at this time, dressed in plain white clothes, which made the whole person quiet and weak.

The shawl of black hair, combed straight by a wooden comb, without powder, is enough to turn sentient beings upside down.

Yun Chu paused for a moment and walked behind Fu Xing.

He took the wooden comb from her hand and lowered his eyes to comb her hair.

The color of ebony, black and straight, draped behind the back like a waterfall.

Princess Fuxing's body stiffened slightly, and her eyes looked at the prince behind her through the mirror.

The man was dressed in an official uniform, his eyebrows were cold, and he was dignified by the dignity of a person in high position.

At this time, this person put down his body and condescended to comb his hair for the princess of the former dynasty.

The man's fingertips ran through the hair, a little cold, and occasionally touched the sensitive scalp, and the shivering and itching would spread down the scalp to the limbs.

Fu Xing's back straightened, pursed the corners of his lips, and was silent about it.

Yun Chu combed it a few times and put down the wooden comb.

According to the memory of the original owner, give Fu Xing a haircut.

This is a very beautiful hairstyle, and it is also very suitable for the little princess herself.

The face under the ink hair is beautiful and moving, and a hairpin is inserted, which is particularly beautiful.

Yun Chu pressed Fu Xing's shoulder and turned it around, so that she was facing him.

Before the little princess could react, her jaw was raised.

Forced to raise his head and meet the man's gaze.

Yun Chu picked up the eyebrow pencil and began to carefully trace her eyebrows while lifting Fu Xing's chin.

His eyelashes drooped, and his attention was focused on Fuxing's eyebrows.

It's too close.

Fu Xing's breathing became a little short, and the fingers under his sleeves grabbed the corners of his clothes, barely calming down to hide the panic.

He actually painted his eyebrows and makeup for him?

Fu Xing couldn't tell what he felt, but this closeness reminded him of that night, which was a closer distance than now.

The tips of his ears turned red, but fortunately he was covered by black hair, and he couldn't see anything abnormal.

After drawing the eyebrows of Fu Xing, there is nothing to add.

The rest of the place is simply and does not need any extra embellishments at all.

Yun Chu felt that the original owner might not look better than Xiao Fuxing in women's clothes.

"Alright."

Yun Chu was quite satisfied with his masterpiece and couldn't help but hook his lower lip.

Fu Xing is good for everything, but Yun Chu still feels that something is missing.

Guogong's somewhat gloomy gaze fell on the princess's face.

Yun Chu: If you want to see the Fuxing female goose wearing a red dress, it must be super beautiful.

A certain prince calculated in his heart, and in a few days, he should be able to see it.

"Let's go." Yun Chu took the initiative to take Fu Xing's hand.

A certain princess has a complicated heart.

Ever since he met this man, he has been fighting his thoughts all the time.

And this person seems to surprise him all the time.

The news that Guogong brought Fuxing into the palace soon spread in the Guogong Mansion.

Yao was caressing her long-prepared clothes in the room, and the fire of jealousy in her lowered eyes could almost burn.

The delicate and feminine face has some distortions.

Why that woman?

What's so good about that sinner who left behind from the previous dynasty?

Yao's hand was clenched into a fist, and his long nails pressed against the soft flesh of his palm, almost embedded in it.

The Xu family is not much better than the Yao family.

She is the rightful Mrs. of the Zheng family in the Guogong Mansion, but the Guogong did not bring her into the palace, but brought a princess of the former dynasty who did not even have a serious name.

It was a breath that was hard for her to swallow.

…

A certain prince didn't know that his backyard was almost full of resentment.

She has almost become a heartless and ungrateful scumbag.

A certain scumbag is still holding the beauty's little hand in a serious way and touching it from time to time.

Well, the scum is clear.