After bathing, Wei Yuewu sat in front of the dressing table, and Shufei wrung out her hair with the end of the painting.

After cleaning up, she put on a coat for her, not daring to leak the slightest wind, Wei Yuewu's recent situation really can't resist the wind and cold.

On the way back, Shu Fei also deliberately put on a big cloak for Wei Yuewu, and then returned to the new house.

The floor heating has been burned in the house, and there is a faint warmth when she comes in, Wei Yuewu will not feel cold, after taking off the cloak, she will sit back in front of the dressing table, and comb her hair at the end of the painting.

"Madam, those flower-shaped soaphorns were purchased outside, there is a soaphorn shop outside, all kinds of tricks are used, the prince doesn't like to use such fancy ones, so I haven't bought them before, but I may think that Mrs. likes them, so I specially went to buy them and came over, and today should be the first time to put them in the bath."

Jin Ling came in and said with a heavy face, although this sound reasonable, but inexplicably I feel that there is something wrong here.

Soaphorn is not something else, I heard that it is very easy to do it, not even for a day or two.

Although Wei Yuewu's marriage is urgent, some things can be changed.

"I'll send someone to check on those soaphorns." In the makeup mirror, Wei Yuewu's willow eyebrows frowned.

"Yes, the slave will go and get it!" Jin Ling nodded, turned around and went to the bath behind, it is impossible for people who have not been to Jingdi to see the extremely bright jade face flower, such a bright color, is the jade face flower in the capital can not reach, such a lifelike color, not only proficient in craftsmanship, but also need to be familiar with the jade face flower.

If anyone in this capital has seen the extremely prosperous jade face flower, it must be a person from Jingdi.

Or the people of the Yasukuni Mansion.

Jin Ling also did not forget that Miss Jing was not a good person.

At the end of the painting and Shufei finished cleaning up for her, Wei Yuewu was a little tired, her body was not good, it would be late, it was dark outside, and the corridor had raised a lantern high.

The heavy clothes were removed, Wei Yuewu leaned on the couch, she didn't want to sleep, but she couldn't stand it and didn't have much strength, and she didn't know when she closed her eyes.

At the end of the painting, he came over to cover her with the quilt and stepped aside.

Although this is inconsistent with the number of etiquette, Wei Yuewu vomited blood before, and the two maids were really scared, this will not matter whether it is in line with the rules or not, let Wei Yuewu rest first.

For fear of making noise to Wei Yuewu, the two maids stayed in the outhouse.

The inner room was very quiet, and Wei Yuewu slept very comfortably, but slowly something seemed to come to her ears, which made Wei Yuewu involuntarily open her eyes.

"The book is not the end, the end of the painting!" She let out a low cry and reached out to rub her forehead.

"Madam, the slave is here!" Shu Fei walked in.

"What's the matter?" Wei Yuewu looked sideways at the window, there were lights in the yard, but it didn't look particularly dark, but it shouldn't be too early at this time, and there was a faint sound in her ears, it seemed that there was some noise outside.

"Madam, that Miss Lin sent someone over to make trouble." Shu Fei said with a strange expression, for the Miss Lin in the Yanguo Mansion, Shu Fei naturally knew that it was his own Miss, but he didn't know where his own Miss was resting inside, and where did Miss Lin outside come from.

So I combined it with the two at the end of the painting, and went to the front at the end of the painting to inquire.

"Miss Lin?" Wei Yuewu was also stunned for a moment, her long eyelashes fluttered twice, her sleepy head didn't react for a while, and she said casually, "That Miss Lin?" ”

After asking, he also laughed out loud.

Is there any other Miss Lin in Yan Huaijing Mansion who dares to be so arrogant, isn't she the daughter of the Yan family who is said to have just recovered from her illness! And the main thing is himself.

However, this will make two Miss Lin come, needless to say that there must be something about Yan Huaijing.

"What's going on?" Wei Yuewu propped herself up, and Shufei put a cushion for her, so that she could lean more comfortably.

"Just in front of the courtyard, I was stopped by the guards in the house, someone should have gone to report to the prince, and the prince will come over soon." Shufei replied.

Jin Ling had told them before that if Wei Yuewu woke up, she would tell Wei Yuewu the truth, and the prince would let her sleep when she should sleep and rest when she should rest, Zuo is just a farce, a farce in everyone's expectations.

Yan Huaijing's courtyard is a bit big, although Wei Yuewu didn't see it when he came in before, but when he sat in front of the dressing table, he deliberately took a few more looks, and looked at it from a distance, and the courtyard gate was very far from here.

"Is your master awake?" Yan Huaijing's elegant voice suddenly came from outside the door. 、

"Master, you should wake up!" The sound at the end of the painting should be that at the end of the painting, he came over and saw that Shu Fei was not there, and guessed that Shu Fei was called in by Wei Yuewu.

When the door opened, Yan Huaijing strode in.

Seeing Yan Huaijing coming in, Shu Fei retreated.

"How's it going, what's wrong with it?" Yan Huaijing walked over and looked at Wei Yuewudao, because she had just slept, Wei Yuewu's little face had a faint color of Fei, and she looked good.

"Also...... OK! Wei Yuewu's hands couldn't help clasping, biting her lip, her long eyelashes drooped, and two rows of jagged shadows fell on her eyes, and her little face with a faint pink color became more and more beautiful.

Other newcomers may also wear a bridal makeup, but Wei Yuewu is like this because she is sick, of course, it is impossible to ask the bride to put on a special makeup, but even so, she is also beautiful and exciting, plus she will be shy and timid, Yan Huaijing's breathing can't help but become a little short.

He has always been freewheeling, of course, he will not treat himself badly, stretched out his hand, and hugged Wei Yuewu in his arms.

Wei Yuewu lay stiffly in his arms, not daring to move, the whole person felt that even his fingers were stiff, the only thing he could hear was his own breathing, the whole person was surrounded by his breath, and even the roots of his ears were red.

"The prince ......," Wei Yue said with a smile.

"Call me Huaijing!" Yan Huaijing hugged her tightly with both hands, and his eyes were no longer the kind of light and windy lofty, but a kind of scorching heat, as if he had pulled an immortal into the mortal dust.

Wei Yuewu felt that her whole body was roasted by his heat, and even her mind became groggy for a while, so that she suddenly wanted to grab something now, hide herself, think so in her heart, think so in her hands, as soon as she reached out and grabbed something, and wrapped it over her body, only to find that she was grabbing his wide sleeves.

And the way he looked, it was more like throwing himself into his arms, his eyes were closed tightly for a while, and he didn't know how to deal with it at all, the only thing he could do was to hold his sleeve tightly, even if the sleeve was his, it also gave her a sense of security.

Sensing her stiffness and nervousness, Yan Huaijing suddenly laughed, her burning eyes slowly regained clarity, she stretched out her head, kissed the corners of her thin lips lightly in her ear, and then said in a low voice: "Don't worry, your body is not only small but also weak, I won't hurt you." ”

After speaking, he pinched her slender waist explicitly, then pulled the quilt on the side, wrapped her in it, and hugged her.

He had already asked the imperial doctor, a body like Wei Yuewu was better to have a round house later, and his little fox was finally able to get it, of course he couldn't hurt her.

Wei Yuewu will be ashamed and only hope that she will be embarrassed and no one will see it.

"Let's go, let's change places!" Yan Huaijing tucked the corners of the quilt for her again, and said gently.

"Where to go?" Wei Yuewu was covered in the quilt with her head and brain, which would only reveal a small red face.

"It's so noisy here, you always have to change places to have a better rest." Yan Huaijing said with a smile and strode out with Wei Yuewu in his arms.

"Shizi, madam......" Shufei outside the door and the end of the painting were stunned for a moment, and said hurriedly.

"Keep up!" Yan Huaijing said lightly.

The two girls glanced at each other and hurriedly followed.

Outside the courtyard gate, on the top of a sedan chair, there are a few maids standing on the side of the sedan chair, the mother-in-law is pushing and shoving with two guards, the sedan curtain falls, and the people inside can't be seen, but the people in the house know that this is Miss Lin's bridge.

Because Miss Lin is weak and not easy to walk, this soft sedan chair is her means of transportation, many people in the house have seen this soft bridge, so needless to say, this is another legitimate wife room of the prince, but it is not a wife room that has not passed the door, but this will make trouble at the door of the new house, needless to say, the son of the world This is a backyard fire.

But I don't know if the son of the world will maintain the new wife's room or the wife room who has not passed the door.

"Stop!" Yan Huaijing walked out with a gloomy face and said lightly.

Immediately, the people on both sides retreated, and one of the leading mothers-in-law over there looked at Yan Huaijing and seemed to want to say something, but she didn't dare to say it after all.

"If there is anything to talk about tomorrow, send Wu'er back, this late night, Wu'er's health is not good, and what is there to make a fuss." Yan Huaijing said coldly.

Seeing that Yan Huaijing was angry, the mother-in-law was frightened, turned around and went to the sedan door, it seemed that the prince and the new lady had a better relationship, and she dared to toss here.

"Shizi ......" The delicate voice in the sedan chair was full of grievances.

"You go back first, she won't be well yet, she can't stand the slightest surprise, if she faints again, I'm afraid something will happen, and I'll explain it to you after this matter is better."

Yan Huaijing said gently.

Although these words were mild, there was a coldness on his face.

"I ......" the daughter in the sedan chair cried aggrievedly, but after all, she didn't dare to make any more trouble, the two rough maids lifted the sedan chair, turned to leave, only the woman's whimpering cry in the wind.

Yan Huaijing continued to walk out with Wei Yuewu in his arms, turned a few corners to enter the courtyard, and came to a pavilion, four guards in front of the pavilion were guarded, and they were heavily guarded, obviously this place was not an ordinary place, seeing Yan Huaijing holding Wei Yuewu over, the guards bowed their heads respectfully together.

Yan Huaijing strode in with Wei Yuewu in his arms, and the end of the painting and Shufei hurriedly followed.

The building is divided into three floors, Yan Huaijing went straight to the third floor with Wei Yuewu in her arms, and the two girls looked at each other at the position on the second floor, and stopped in a funny way......