"There's so much you don't know!" Liye compared with the wooden comb, first combed her hair smoothly, and then began to coil her hair, that focused appearance, Yun Weiyang couldn't help but lose his mind for a moment.

His movements were very light and gentle, as if he was afraid of 'hurting' her, and his long, white and slender fingers flicked back and forth in his long black hair, picking out the slightly knotted spots for her.

Soon, a beautiful and elegant bun was baked under a pair of "skillful hands" from the night.

Yun Weiyang looked at himself in the mirror a little blankly, and his thoughts suddenly flipped several times for no reason.

Did he often comb the hair of the 'women'?

That's why the craftsmanship is so good?

If so, who would that 'woman' be?

Is it his mother, or is it ...... His sweetheart?

"What do you think?" Liye stood behind her, looking at her in the mirror with a smile in his eyes, he hadn't coiled his hair for a long time, he didn't know if she liked it or not, he was a little apprehensive in his heart.

"It's okay!" Yun Weiyang straightened out Yun Yun's sideburns, his tone was light, and he didn't say much.

Liye was stunned for a moment.

Yun Weiyang deliberately ignored his expression, got up and walked to the dining table, and casually glanced at the food on the table: "I suddenly feel that I am not too hungry, and I want to go out for activities, you can eat first, don't wait for me." After saying that, he walked straight out of the room.

She didn't know what was wrong with her, but she felt that the air in the room had suddenly become very dull, and she couldn't help but want to escape.

As soon as he stepped out of the 'door' of the room, he almost collided with Dugu Jiuye who was walking towards him: "Girl, where are you going in such a hurry?" Dugu Jiuye looked at her strangely.

"Just walk around!" Dropping a sentence lightly, Yun Weiyang left without looking back.

Looking at her back as she hurriedly walked away, Dugu Jiuye frowned puzzledly: "Night, did you quarrel?"

"I wish it was a fight," at least that would show that he wasn't that far away from her.

"Then why does she look like she's in a hurry to be reincarnated?" Still ignoring yourself?

Liye smiled, raised his hand and patted him on the shoulder, looking at him with an unfathomable expression: "'Female' human heart, submarine needle, don't you understand?" With that, he walked out of the room.

Dugu Jiuye stood stunned in place, and only after a long time did he sigh and hold back a sentence: "'Female' people are trouble!"

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Night is approaching, and the lights of Ruixu City are on......

Yun Weiyang sat on the railing of the cloister on the second floor, looking at the shouting vendors and pedestrians coming and going on the street below, and his heart was full of thoughts.

It's been a few days since he came out, but he hasn't even 'touched' a single 'hair' in the far north, let alone the dust grass, Emperor Hengxi's injury is so serious, if it continues like this, I'm afraid that even if the poison is detoxified, the body will have been 'broken'.

Now that the imperial capital is in trouble again, I don't know if Feng Qianxi can resist all kinds of open guns and hidden arrows, whether Feng Qianchen's situation has improved, and there is no news from Ziling and Wangchen's side, and the identity of Beiming Shaoqing is still a 'mystery'......

All of this is piled up in front of her like a small mountain, making her brain in a state of extreme excitement all the time, even if she is strong in resisting pressure, she will inevitably feel a little tired.

"Miss Yun, so you're here!" Duanmu Yinghuang walked over with a smile on his face as he walked over with two small wine jars.