What will happen to Shunrong in the future has nothing to do with Yingyue.

She just went about her life as usual, oh, by the way, the grandmother who was sent to teach the etiquette of Shunrong has returned to the Zhongyong Mansion and began to teach Yingyue specifically.

Her days have become much more miserable. Mr. Lin's class should be held as usual, but every morning and evening there is a half-hour etiquette class!

Mama strictly requires her to wear three-inch high flowerpot bottom shoes every day, and she gets up every morning for an hour early, and she must comb her own hair after getting up, and she is not allowed to comb the simplest small two hairs, it must be a dignified shelf! Comb it a little unevenly, Mama will definitely forcibly disassemble it for her, and then comb it again!!

Ying Yue is ten years old, except for cutting her hair in swaddling clothes, her hair has hardly moved in the past ten years, at most she has repaired the uneven ends and bangs. So the length is quite impressive, and it has reached the waist! Proper long hair up to the waist.

With such long hair, combing it into a shelf is quite a hassle!

As the name suggests, the head of the shelf is attached to the head with a shelf, and then wrapped around it with hair. It's too loose, it's too tight, it's uncomfortable, and she has to comb out a tuxedo at the back of her head - mom, do her eyes grow on the back of her head, and she can still carefully calibrate it in the mirror, and the tuxedo at the back of her head is completely up to feeling!

And Yingyue's feeling has never been very reliable!

In the end, I had no choice but to perceive it with my divine consciousness and mind.

Closing your eyes and perceiving while combing your tuxedo is really weird.

It's just that the effect is pretty good.

Mama Zhou was also very satisfied, she smiled and nodded: "Gege is very smart, with his eyes closed, it is indeed easier to concentrate and comb his tuxedo well." ”

It is really not easy to get a word of praise from Mama Zhou.

After the shelf is combed, it is decorated with all kinds of hairpin jewelry, which Yingyue is still good at. It's just that I love light jewelry, and I have always dressed up in a light and elegant way, but the shelf is twice as big as the two small heads, and three or two pieces of light and simple jewelry are not very matched.

I had no choice but to rearrange and say hello more.

If you have too much jewelry on your head, it is easy to get messy.

Therefore, even if Yingyue's aesthetics are online, she has to weigh it carefully and greet her head.

For example, today, Ying Yue simply gave herself a complete set of dotted cui on her head, a pair of dotted emerald Ruyi sideburns are symmetrical, a pair of dotted emerald butterfly hairpins are also symmetrical, plus a golden silk dotted cuifeng through peony medicine step shaking, inserted on the right, hanging down two rows of rice bead tassels, pearlescent reflecting the small face pink and white as jade.

It's a good match.

The whole set of head and face can be said to be a complete set of jewelry that has been matched in advance, so it is the most difficult to find fault.

Mama Zhou nodded slightly, combing her hair in the morning was over.

Then wear three high flower pot soles to Li Lantang to say goodbye to Eniang, and then accompany Eniang to Yifu Hall to say goodbye to the old lady, the family has breakfast, or go to study as usual.

After the day's schoolwork, I had to add half an hour of etiquette and etiquette classes in the evening.

The evening class can be more tiring than combing your hair, so you should strengthen the practice of various basic movements, wear three-inch high flowerpot bottom shoes, not only walk steadily, but also be dignified and elegant, and walk well.

Yingyue walks in flowerpot shoes, she already has a certain foundation, but it is far from enough, it is not bad to walk steadily at her age, but Mama Zhou is obviously strict with her standards.

The foundation cultivated by Yingyue's idea of family atmosphere is far from enough.

How to walk, how to sit, how to get up, how to wear three-inch flowerpot soles elegantly, all need to be trained.

Fortunately, Baorong is as bitter as her, and when they meet each other in reading, they can also spit out and vent together.

She is envious of Yongxu, she can directly refer to marriage without the draft.

Alas, who called someone the emperor's granddaughter?

Seeing that the birthday of the twelfth elder brother was approaching, Yingyue simply entrusted Yongsu to transfer the customized birthday gift.

"Let me see what the hell is new!" Yongxu's curiosity has always been very heavy, and a pair of eyes are about to glow.

Ying Yue sat dignified and elegant on the Luohan couch in the east room of her small courtyard, with elegant demeanor - no way, Mama Zhou was still staring at it. Therefore, even if she is sitting, she has to straighten her back, even if there is a backrest behind her head, she can't lean on it!

"It's not a big deal, it's just a set of eight painted horses." It was customized in the 100 workshops of the eleventh elder brother, eight cute rosewood ponies.

Different from ordinary Trojan horse toys, these eight horses have very big eyes, special cuteness, and very rich expressions. Ying Yue's own design refers to the rich facial expressions of later generations, so the eight ponies are either laughing or crying or arrogant or contemptuous, anyway, the images are very distinct.

Such a thing is not as precious as jewelry and antiques, but it is the first time Yongxu has seen such an interesting thing, "Yueniang, is this all what you came up with?" It's so funny, look at this pony, it's actually double eyelids! Ha ha! It's still a pink pony, it's definitely a mare! The lips are all pink, and they look very smelly and beautiful! ”

Yingyue: Well, it's as stinky and beautiful as you!

Yongxu laughed again and shouted loudly, so that Mama Zhou couldn't help frowning. It's just that Mama Zhou also knows what the identity of this Gege in front of her is, and no matter how dissatisfied she is, she doesn't dare to say more.

"Annoying, Su Gegege, help me hand over the twelve elder brothers." Ying Yue smiled and said softly.

Yongsu raised her cheeks and looked at Yingyue: "Yueniang, what's wrong with you today?" It's weird all over, and it's weird to talk about. ”

Yingyue: o(╯□╰)o She had to secretly glance at Mama Zhou next to her, old lady, I am learning the rules, how dare I disobey the rules?!

Yongsu was quite clever, and instantly understood, "Oh, I see! Okay, then I won't bother you! ”

Yingyue: o(╥_╥)o...... Please excuse me for a moment! You're here, so I can sit down and entertain you!

It's a pity that Yongsu couldn't understand Yingyue's expression, got up and said goodbye, and Yingyue had to send her out of her courtyard with tears.

She only moved out of Lilantang a month ago, if it weren't for the fact that she had to learn the rules, E-Niang was afraid that she would not be reluctant. The Nala clan chose a small courtyard closest to the Lilan Hall, and because it lived near the water, it was named the Murmuring Pavilion.

With my own small territory, it can be regarded as the only relief, and I finally don't have to listen to those inappropriate voices every night in the future......

Alas, Daddy Fu Heng is in his forties, and he is still so energetic and brave at night. Over the years, she has been used to sleeping in the small world cabin!