The Son? There are only two palaces with different surnames in Xiao Kingdom, is it ...... Rong Yue thought for a while, then replied, "Okay, you ask your family to wait for me." ”

After a quarter of an hour, Rong Yue walked out of the gate of the mansion again, but with an extra purple robe in his hand.

Rong Qian watched from afar as Rong Yue got into a carriage that came out of nowhere, and was about to follow him to have a look, but was pulled by Prince Ling, "Okay, you go up quickly, it's not good if it's late." ”

Rong Qian had no choice but to get into the car under the urging of Lord Ling three times.

As soon as Rong Yue got into the carriage, sure enough, as she imagined, she saw a man with unparalleled beauty. He still had a faint smile on his face, as warm as the breeze.

"Sure enough, it's you."

She used a declarative tone, and sure enough, she had already guessed him.

"It just so happens that I'm going to Guozijian today, so it's better to stop by." Zhao Lansheng smiled faintly, and then before Rong Yue could answer, he had already let Guanyun drive.

"Why don't you just drive your own carriage without asking my opinion? I'm looking for Qian'er! Rong Yue lifted the carriage curtain, and just as she was about to jump off, a pair of hands like white jade grabbed her suddenly, "Do you know that this is very dangerous?" Is it true that I can't explain to Lord Ling? ”

Rong Yue shook off his hand, sat on the carriage angrily, and remembered Zhao Lansheng's rule that he should not approach within five feet, so he stayed away from him, but the more he sat back, less than five feet away, Zhao Lansheng watched her rise and fall, and finally sat behind the curtain, and couldn't help but be surprised, "Why do you want to stand and sit again?" The carriage was bumpy and dangerous. ”

"Sitting next to you, it's more dangerous!" Others were eager to get close to Zhao Shizi, but Rong Yue shy away from him like a ghost.

"Oh, what's it in your hand?"

It turned out that he had already seen it, "I just bought it yesterday, you see if it fits." ”

"Paid for me?"

"Or else? I'll keep it for myself, so that you can keep nagging me anymore? She rolled her eyes.

Zhao Lansheng still greeted people with a smile, stroked Rong Yue's hair, and said: "Miss Rong San doesn't dress up well when she goes out, even if she doesn't have makeup, her hair is still so messy, is she going to be a mess of grass on the first day she arrives in Guozijian?" ”

Rong Yue pouted, she didn't want to, but this ancient hairstyle was too difficult to get, fiddling with it several times, and the hairpin and flower hairpin had to fall off. Even the school dance performance when she was 16 years old was helped by her godmother, where would she get her hair! "So what do you say?"

"Come, sit down." Zhao Lansheng pressed a certain mechanism on the wall, and a small cabinet suddenly appeared, he took out a comb, and took out the hairpin on Rong Yue's head, "I'll help you get it." ”

"You're a big man with curly hair? No kidding! ”

"Who says men can't have curly hair?" Zhao Lansheng shook his head and disagreed, "I used to help my mother comb her hair, so I was very skilled. ”

In the past, that person always had messy hair, and he wasted a piece of her beauty, and he always couldn't help but get her hair right, and it would be over time.

Mother? He should be talking about Princess Zhao, right? It's no wonder that it doesn't look like a novice no matter how it looks.

Zhao Lansheng stroked her long hair like ink, three thousand green silks fell as smooth as a waterfall, and the girl's delicate and agile face was as delicate and fresh as a budding lotus flower.

He picked up the jade comb, carefully helped her with the hairstyle, and then inserted the hairpin into her head.

"Is it better than just now?" Zhao Lansheng took out the mirror and let Rong Yue can't help but take a look.