After eating, Murong Mian asked Bai Qianfan to go with him to get the hairpin, and Yang Liniang immediately said, "Princess, I'll wait for you to leave together." ”

Before Bai Qianfan could speak, Murong Mian waved his hand, "Miss Yang, go back first, this king still has something to say to the princess." ”

Yang Liniang had to leave reluctantly, but she was also relieved, looking at today's situation, the prince of Chu treated her well, and as soon as she went, she rewarded him with clothes materials, pressed him, and rewarded him with hairpins, and talked to her softly, asking her where she was from, where she lived, and what relatives she had at home...... In the past, the big guy talked about the change of color of the King of Chu, but now she knows, it is all rumors, the real King of Chu is a talent, treats people well, and is worthy of being a husband.

Murong Mian took Bai Qianfan back to the bedroom, pointed to the bun on her head, and looked disgusted, "It's all a girl's family, everyone else is well-combed, look at you, staggered, tumbler?" ”

Bai Qianfan gritted his teeth, "I don't even have a mirror in my room, blame me, I can't comb it like this, I know that the prince dislikes it, and I will not hang around in front of the prince in the future." ”

Murong Mian: "......" squeezed his fist and released it, did I mean that? You are not a big person, and you are born with the ability to be angry.

He sank his face, "Sit down." ”

Bai Qianfan was still a little scared, sitting obediently in front of the makeup mirror, and was startled when she saw Mo Rongmian tearing her hair down, "What is the prince doing?" ”

Murong Mian said angrily, "You bear the name of Princess Chu, not to mention dignified and virtuous, you must always be clean and tidy, if a guest comes to see you, where do you put the king's face?" ”

Bai Qianfan consciously took care of the loss, so he didn't say anything, lowered his eyebrows, and let Murong Mian do it.

Seeing her deflated, Murong Mian was in a good mood, her eyebrows raised, and the corners of her lips brought out a hint of a smile.

Since the quarrel that night, they haven't seen each other and talked much, several times, he wanted to ask her about the last time he was robbed, and he was afraid of arousing her sad past, and he was even more afraid that she would mention those eight words, every time he wanted to send someone to invite her, the words came to his mouth and swallowed again, so several times, he pressed things in his heart, and he was always a little worried, but fortunately she came by herself today.

He cleared his throat, "Princess, do you still have an impression of the people who took you away last time?" ”

Bai Qianfan was very alert, looking at Murong Mian in the mirror, "Why is the prince asking this?" ”

"Doesn't the princess want to arrest them?"

"They also have no choice but to go down the wrong path, and they would rather not have money than take my life, I am grateful that they are too late, how can they hope that the prince will arrest them."

Murong Mian didn't understand much, what does it mean not to have money and not to take her life? "What do you mean by that?"

"The Chu Wangfu refused to ransom me with the silver, they sent the letter to the Bai Xiang Mansion, and Mrs. Bai has always regarded me as a thorn in the side, saying that she would pay the silver if she teared the ticket, but they didn't do it."

Murong Mian was stunned, stunned, and was arrested by the bandits, waiting for his family to come to save him, but one said: If you don't have money, you have to take it with your life. The other is even more absolute, you have to tear up the ticket before you are willing to pay. She was only thirteen years old, and she was still a child, so she must have been so cold that she dared to pull her throat and quarrel with him when she came back that day.

The hand was gently lowered and placed on her shoulder, "Does the princess still blame the king now?" ”

Bai Qianfan shook his head, "It was a little strange at the beginning, but now it has passed, I am the daughter of Prime Minister Bai, and the prince has not fallen into the well, in fact, it is already very good." ”

It's a good thing to think about it, but Murong Mian felt a little bad in her heart, raised her hand again, continued to comb her hair, and said after a while, "It's my fault this time, you are you, your father is your father, I did this to a little girl, not a big husband." ”

Bai Qianfan was a little moved, Lord Chu admitted her mistake to her, she actually let it go a long time ago, but she had a quarrel last time, and she was embarrassed to see him.

"Lord Wang, if you know your mistakes, you can change them, and you will be very good."

Murong Mian couldn't describe his feelings, paused, and lowered his voice slightly, "Presumptuous." ”

Bai Qianfan stuck out his tongue and didn't dare to say anything.

The so-called slow work out of fine work, this time the craftsmanship is better than last time, the two small pinching is not big or small, and a row of bangs is combed out in front of the forehead, lined with a round face, very cute.

Murong Mian took out a pair of pink beaded flowers from the drawer, with astragalic stamens in the middle, the petals were outlined with glass, revealing brilliance, and a bun was pinned to the top of the black head, and the top of the black head immediately became vivid.

The last time I combed her hair, I said that I would reward her with hairpins, and then when I saw this pair of beads, I wanted to stay, but she was robbed by bandits, thinking that there was no chance to give her again. Now that he is inserted in her head, he has also counted on his heart, he is a person who never does anything wrong, even for Bai Liru's daughter, he owes her, compensates for it, and how to get along with him in the future.

Bai Qianfan looked left and right in the mirror, smiling happily, "It's so good-looking." The prince's craftsmanship has improved compared to last time. ”

Murong Mian coughed and turned his face away, "I combed your hair for you today, do you think this king is a good person again?" ”

"If the prince didn't have a grudge against my father, he wouldn't treat me like that, I can save it," Bai Qianfan raised his face, his eyes narrowed slightly, and he smiled so much that he showed a row of thin glutinous teeth, "If the prince is wrong, change it, comb my hair for me today, and reward the pearls, I want to be dissatisfied anymore, isn't it greedy?" ”

At this time, Bai Qianfan was like a docile kitten, with two round buns like the big cat ears, and her slightly squinted eyes revealed a hint of naivety, and Murong Mian didn't react, and her hand stretched out towards her face.

Bai Qianfan thought that he was going to pinch himself like last time, and hurriedly grabbed the hand, "The prince has a bad habit, he will pinch when he sees someone, you are a gentleman, you don't have a serious hand, but it actually hurts." The last time I pinched me, it took two days for the mark to disappear. ”

Murong Mian blinked his eyes vigorously, he was stunned just now, and when he looked down, her two small hands wrapped around his big hands, fleshy, and a row of round small blessings appeared on the back of his hands.

He quietly withdrew his hand and said lightly, "The princess misunderstood, I didn't want to pinch you." I thought you had dirty marks on your face, but it turned out to be a mole. ”

Bai Qianfan made a big face and snorted, "I told Sister Yang first, the prince can't beat women, but he thought about it." ”

"Who says I don't hit women?" Murong Mian snorted lightly, "I annoyed this king, so I will fight correctly." ”

Bai Qianfan looked at him suspiciously, and his eyes were bright with a smile that bent his lips halfway, "The prince is laughing with me, right?" ”

Murong Mian's face suddenly sank, "Go back, this king is tired and wants to rest." ”

Bai Qianfan trembled, and came out of the house in a hurry, the sun was shining outside, she shook her head and sighed, okay, the prince is moody again. She is used to it, so she is afraid of scaring Sister Yang.