Afraid that the shaking of the carriage would make Su Mumu uncomfortable after drinking too much, Bihe hugged Su Mumu against the beauty's back and rested Su Mumu's head on his shoulder.

Before Forsythia got on the carriage, she found a towel soaked in cold water and put it on Su Mumu's forehead.

"Princess, feel better..."

Thinking of how Fang was still nestled in Nan Muchen's arms this morning, Bihe's arms seemed so weak, so he could not lean on Bihe's arms with all his strength.

Pushing Bihe away, he grabbed the towel and sat up. He was really drunk.

"I'm just drunk and everyone gets drunk."

Touching the hair embroidery hanging on the chest, it feels warm.

"Princess, does it mean that your chest hurts? Ask your slave to help you rub it." Seeing Su Mumu pressing her chest, she mistakenly thought that Su Mumu had drunk too much wine and her chest was uncomfortable. Bihe hurriedly reached out and rubbed Su Mumu's chest. She didn't want to touch a hard object, and was shocked.

Suddenly he was pushed away by Su Mumu.

"When did you become so careless? What are you touching?"

Her chest was rubbed a little loosely by Bihe, and the strawberry under her collar was exposed unpreparedly.

"Ah! Princess, what's wrong with your neck? Why are there so many purple marks?"

Bihe, who was startled, rushed forward and opened Su Mumu's collar with concern to check.

"Elm head..."

Forsythia, who secretly understood, quickly reached out and grabbed Bihe's collar and threw it back, throwing the fussy Bihe aside. Su Mumu took advantage of this moment to straighten her collar. She coughed shamelessly, pretending that nothing happened just now.

happened before.

Hearing the movement in the car, Baili Yu Shuti rode to the side of the carriage and said in a low voice.

"Good sister, I know you are angry with your brother, but this ceremony is not a child's play, and you can't do it arbitrarily. I have already arranged for the etiquette education nuns in Fengde Garden. It will be useless if you are not sharpening your guns before the battle. You can learn some skills to deal with the ceremony.

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Su Mumu in the carriage was speechless after hearing this. She was indeed angry with him as her elder brother, but she couldn't explain why. She blamed him for hiding Nan Muchen's movements from her, but what he said was indeed alive and it was not a lie.

, I witnessed it with my own eyes last night, torturing myself half to death.

If it is to blame that he only cares about face and ignores his own feelings, he knows how many people around him are protecting him now. If Baili Yushu hadn't pretended to be deaf and mute and allowed him to do whatever he wanted, it would have been a dream to go out and wander around before the ceremony, and even more so.

Not to mention being drunk.

After thinking about it, the most blameworthy thing is the annoying Nan Muchen, who can't take the person back to Nanqi and still comes to provoke him.

"Brother, I understand."

Hearing that Su Mumu was awake in the car and knew how to respond verbally, Baili Yushu finally felt relieved and persuaded her softly through the curtain.

"Brother knows that you are wrong. As long as you handle the ceremony well and don't lose etiquette, brother will make amends to you after you recognize your ancestor and return to the clan. From now on, if people look at that guy every day, even if he blinks a few times a day, brother will send you

I will count them clearly for you, and tell my sister if you are right every time."

It's true that evil people have their own trials and tribulations. Baili Yushu, who has always been the devil of Beijing, actually has times when he begs for mercy in a low voice. Thinking of this, Baili Yushu sighed.

"It doesn't matter how many times he blinks a day..." Su Mumu burst out laughing at Baili Yushu's remarks. It was really comforting to hear Baili Yushu's ears outside the car.

It was really shameful. Baili Yushu silently raised his eyes and looked forward.

In the deep dusk, he saw the palace gate in the distance. Baili Yushu immediately stepped forward on his horse to clear the way. He came to the palace gate and saluted the commander of the imperial guards, and ordered people to prepare the sedan chair quickly.

Su Mumu, who was not very drunk, took a short nap in the carriage. Now she was much more energetic, but the smell of alcohol all over her body was very strong.

Su Mumu was carried in a soft sedan chair, while Baili Yushu sat in a light sedan chair carried by four people. Everyone hurried straight to Fengde Garden.

A person who looked like a maid peeped behind everyone and followed them quietly. Baili Yushu didn't go far and was surprised by Baili Yushu. She glanced at Forsythia who was also aware of it. Forsythia nodded, turned around and arrived in a few steps.

The maid who was following him came forward and stretched out her hand to grab him.

"Ah..." Even after such carefulness was discovered, the maidservant exclaimed and turned around to run away. It was a pity that the mouse had touched the cat and could not escape within the palm of the hand.

Su Mumu, who was on the soft sedan, also noticed something strange at this time and ordered the sedan bearer to stop.

Throwing the trailing maid in front of Baili Yushu, Baili Yushu lowered his head and looked down. There were many maids in the palace. He could not remember any of them. Naturally, he was very familiar with it.

"Please tell me quickly which palace you are from."

Although the maid was panicked, she was not very afraid and returned kowtowing to Baili Yushu.

"Prince Xian, this servant is Liu'er, the rough servant of Jingyang Palace."

After hearing the report, Su Mumu used the palace lantern she had just held to look at her. She was covered in silk and satin, and there was no trace of a rough servant girl. She was really lying without even looking at the place. She came here to play scheming and was so self-righteous.

Really retarded.

Before Baili Yushu could scold him, Su Mumu gave the order.

"Forsythia, count her temples and see how many reverse hairs she has grown."

"What is 'reverse hair'?"

"Brother will know it just by looking at it."

Forsythia took the order and knelt down in front of her maid. Seeing that Forsythia was bare-handed and had never heard of the saying of "reverse hair", the maid thought that these people were just paper tigers. Although the devil and the wise king were in front, they were not the devil.

The wise king has a reputation for never touching women, so there is no need to be afraid of him.

When she met Forsythia's eyes, the cold gaze couldn't help but make Liu'er, who was determined in her heart, a little panicked.

One hand was on the head and the other hand was placed on the maid's temple. He randomly pulled out a hair and slowly pulled it down. The maid trembled in pain. There were two hairs in one, and each hair was slowly pulled out. It was not pulled out.

After a few strokes, Liu'er was already in pain and started to cry.

The area around the temple is originally a place where nerves are densely packed and the body is vulnerable. When she saw the Beijing method of torture in the library that day, Su Mumu once said why there was no need to use the method of plucking hair on the temple, which can shock the prisoner without causing blood. She didn't want to do it.

Forsythia remembered it and applied it to Liu'er.

"Slave, this slave is the maid in front of Princess Ru Yue. Her name is Chun Yan. Please be merciful to King Xian and spare this slave..."

After saying this, I planned to bow and kowtow, but my head was held down by the cold woman in front of me, unable to move.

Baili Yushu didn't say anything, but Forsythia naturally understood and continued to write. After finishing the left and right, she was able to write in a balanced way.
Chapter completed!