Mother Chen took out a box from the inner room, took out two sheepskin water bags, put some water, and placed it on her chest. She held her chest with both hands and walked around uncomfortable for a few times. Then she looked at the winter melon milk lady tied on the chair. She didn't understand why she could walk around skillfully with such a heavy load all day long.

She sat in front of the mirror and started to make up herself with mud and rouge.

Her hands were very stable, and she traced them one by one, with a thickness and a depth, as if she was painting a painting.

The winter melon milk tied to the chair opposite was bleeding from the nose, making her dizzy and dizzy, looking inexplicably funny.

Soon, two women with extremely high similarity stood and sat down. Chen's mother held each other's chin with her hands and looked around, feeling that this was not enough.

He put a lot of makeup on himself, and under heavy makeup, the faces of the two women became unprecedentedly consistent.

She held up her breasts with both hands, imitated the other party's signature movements, swayed for a while, and said, "Actually, there is nothing to be proud of, it's heavy, it's really inconvenient!"

Her throat was a little hoarse, and it sounded like some inflammation of her throat.

...

"I'm here with Madam!" A tall and strong country man pulled a cart and waved to her very far from the palace gate.

The new version of Winter Melon Milk and the nanny walked over, and a young and sharp-eyed palace maid followed her.

"This is the palace maid sister in front of the empress, mung bean."

"Sister Mung Bean." The middle-aged man smiled honestly: "This, I want to pick up my family."

"No, the Empress has something to tell us to do. When she has time, she will naturally go back."

Mung Dou's face was extremely arrogant and she would not be polite at all. She seemed to think that the other party's smell was too fishy, ​​and she covered her nose with a veil, not afraid of showing her disdain and contempt.

A hint of cruelty flashed in the middle-aged man's eyes, but he was quickly concealed by an honest smile: "The child is going to get married, haha~~"

Mung Dou said: "Whoever cares about getting married is what does it have to do with me? Who dares not to obey the things grandma told me, and whether or not I will think about it."

The middle-aged man looked at Madam He longed to, and shook his head, and he could only leave in disappointment.

He walked forward alone with the nanny. The palace maid named Mung Dou was about three or five steps away from her, and slowly hid in the crowd.

At this time, another middle-aged man followed her.

The two of them arrived at Chongyang Tower one in front and the other behind.

"Children, take a table of good wine and food and open a room to the room."

"I'm sorry, this lady, our house is full!"

"Stop kidding, this is just a little bit, it can be full! Do you know who I am?"

"The villain doesn't know."

"I am the nanny of the princess Guo Luoluo in the Ninth Prince's mansion. Our princess is the eldest son of the ninth Prince. Even the serious concubine has to take a step back for us. You say now that I can't get into the room here?" He yelled loudly.

Seeing that many people around her eyes caught the trembling chest on her chest, she proudly used her signature movements with the nanny, held her hands slightly, and shook them.

This move is extremely lethal, making the guy lose half of his blood.

"That, otherwise... the younger one can help you see..."
Chapter completed!