When passing by the entrance of the study, Du Juan was caught by the tea-giving Du Juan. She saw that the prince was full of worries and looked very bad. In fact, to be more precise, the prince seemed to have always been so depressed. Since he came to Liushangzhou, Du Juan had never seen him laugh.

She was also becoming more and more curious. She couldn't see through this noble and extraordinary crown prince. She had the expectations of the emperor and the entire country. What else was unsatisfactory or unsatisfactory?

Seeing that the study was empty, Du Juan couldn't help but feel sorry that the good tea he had just brewed wasted, and she spent some time. She put the tea cup on his desk in disappointment, and her eyes fell on the black and white words that had just been written. She subconsciously moved away the white jade Qilin town pressed on the paper and picked up the unfinished preface to read it carefully.

"Kun...lun...what, heaven and earth...what emperor..."

She hadn't read any books before entering the palace, but there was a brother in the family who was a scholar, but he failed the exam many times. He often taught her on weekdays, but he knew a few words. In addition to some rare and unusual words, the preface was finally barely read in his hand, but he just couldn't understand the profound meaning.

"Dujuan, are you here?" Suddenly, other palace maids called her outside the house, "I'm too busy, come and help me!"

"Oh..." She hurriedly put the paper on the table in a slight panic, "Come on!"

She picked up the tray and walked out quickly, but she neglected something and forgot to press Bai Yu Zhenzi back on the paper.

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In the dormitory of Yujing Building, Feng Qiwu was combed in Youmeng’s bun.

Youmeng looked through the mirror and felt very satisfied. She turned her eyes to him and said, "Qiwu, are you skillful in your mind and skillful in painting plum makeup?"

Feng Qiwu held a comb in her hand and caressed her black hair like a waterfall, and smiled and drank: "What the princess is talking about... Princess Shouyang's plum makeup in the Southern Dynasty Liu Song Dynasty?"

Youmeng's eyes were clear and clear: "That's right."

Feng Qiwu turned around and looked at the dressing table, put the comb in a smile, and reached out to the rouge powder beside the dressing box.

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Youji and the eunuch arrived at the Yujing Tower. A group of palace maids downstairs were surprised to see them: "Crown Prince?"

"Everyone stays here." Youji warned them coldly, "No one is allowed to come without my orders."

"promise……"

He did not allow anyone to spread it. Although the palace maids did not understand the purpose of their coming, they were afraid of his power and did not dare to speak. They only saw him taking the eunuch up the stairs and climbing up the stairs.

Feng Qiwu in the high pavilion was holding Youmeng's face and pencil to describe it carefully.

Looking at the window in silence, I saw it in my intimate look: Such a strong and comfortable relationship, the two sides are in harmony, and the husband and concubine are dressed up with eyebrows, are they like the scenery that only a loving couple can have?

The quiet eyebrows are locked, the sea of ​​vinegar is flooded, and the heart feels like it is being bitten by millions of ants.

Feng Qiwu outlined the last stroke of her eyebrows. Seeing his accomplished expression, Youmeng turned her face and looked at her appearance in the mirror. She only applied thin powder to make her look light and highlight the red plum on her forehead.

Feng Qiwu put down the cinnabar pen and gently supported her shoulders and looked with her: "Princess, if you paint this plum blossom makeup, you will be the reincarnation of Princess Shouyang."

Listening to his slick praise, Youmeng laughed and pretended to be reserved: "You talked loudly, you have never seen Princess Shouyang, how can you compare me to her?"

Feng Qiwu smiled and touched her side face, and her voice became more ambiguous: "Although I have never seen you, I think you must be more beautiful than her."

Youmeng lowered her eyebrows and said coquettishly: "Your mouth is so sweet, no wonder my aunt likes you so much."

"It doesn't matter who likes it." His eyes are soft and shimmering, "What is important is that the princess likes it."

Youmeng pretended to be stupid: "That's right, my princess is also a princess."

"Princess, don't be naughty. You know, I can't see anyone else in my eyes at this moment." His smile gradually faded, holding a tenderness and staring at him, "I would like to hold it in my heart and pamper the princess, you are the only one."

Youji saw their behavior so intimate and bold, ignoring their qualities and etiquette, and the veins on their clenched fists were clearly visible.
Chapter completed!