Ling Yue's pace became slower and slower, and she actually walked side by side from the beginning to the back. Ling Jue couldn't stand it and patted her on the tip: "Didn't you say you want to comb my hair and regret it?"

Ling Yue looked up: "How could it be!" She paused again and raised her lips: "But, brother, you said so hard just now!"

Ling Jue knew that she was worried about this, so he simply put his arms around a pillar in the corridor: "It's heavy? I don't think so! She spoke ill of erratic words, her face was born from her heart, and she couldn't compare with our Yue'er everywhere. Why, this is also heavy?" He was naturally not targeting the maid named Han Shuang, but the eldest sister Ling Yao. But the maid's reaction was indeed too much.

Ling Yue raised her eyebrows, even if she agreed... she couldn't refute the words she praised her. My brother's mouth was afraid of being the real weapon. Those women rushed forward desperately just because they saw a handsome man. However, there were only people in this world who could truly withstand the baptism of my brother's words. If there was such a strange woman, Ling Yue would definitely support her sister-in-law without saying anything else. It would be entirely possible to turn against each other before the war.

"Brother is really good!" Ling Yue couldn't help but exclaim. Recently, a trend has emerged in Kyoto. She was worried that no one would practice. Now, the brother who came to the door is not a god-given opportunity? She had to grasp it well. So Ling Yue held the wooden comb in her right hand, and it was not a left stroke or a right stroke. She couldn't find the right angle.

Ling Jue was sitting upright in front of the bronze mirror. He sat straight, smiling, looking at the mirror that seemed as calm as a pool of water. A childish face reflected in the bronze mirror, even if she had a slightly frown at this time, she didn't know that a disaster was about to come.

"Cough!" Zhiqiu thought about his previous painful experience. Now he looked at Mr. Jue with sympathy: "Maid, let's go and see what to eat this morning for the girl." She had to find an excuse to leave quickly.

Ling Yue nodded absent-mindedly: "Yes."

The smooth growing in the hands did not become appropriate according to their heart's wishes. After combing it, it involved the scalp connected to it. It hurt so much that Ling Jue tensed his back and didn't even dare to shake: "Yue'er's hand is such a coincidence."

Ling Yue flattened her mouth and snorted, "Brother will know how to harm me." After a brief stagnation, she increased her strength. You know, this is because my brother is asking for trouble, so he probably doesn't have much expectation for his image.

Zhiqiu ran back with the corner of her skirt. As soon as she entered the room, a peach pit splashed out from her mouth, which was stuffed with bulging eyes. Looking at the tempting flesh on it, her heart was so blocked.

It’s just that I gathered all the hairs together and tied them into a bun. How could I put them on Mr. Jue’s body feel like a big cancer? No matter how perfect the jade man is, he can’t resist such destruction. What’s even more sad and lamentable is that this bun is just the first step!

Ling Yue was also admiring her masterpiece with her waist on her waist. How to say it? Although her style is still weird, her bun is always unbiased, which is a rare improvement compared to the past.

Ling Jue stared at the most familiar face in the bronze mirror, and couldn't help but turn away with disgust: "Yue'er, no one can protect you this time."

Ling Yue blinked her eyes and immediately became very well-behaved. Her brother was a rare beauty in Kyoto. Even if a man doesn't pay as much attention to appearance as a woman, he still has to be able to show people.

After seeing this, "Cough, cough." Ling Yue covered her mouth with her hands, and she actually thought of the unkind laughter. "Everyone knows that the only one who likes to protect me the most is my brother!" Only by being close to her can she cheat on people, and making her admit that she is clumsy is impossible, even if it is the fact.

Ling Jue touched his ugly bun, and was neither angry nor annoyed. There was no way to deal with this sister. However, after a while, he went to have breakfast with his mother, and he was so harsh.

There was a sound of footsteps outside the door, and then a maid in pink dress came in: "Young Master Jue, Miss Yue, the eldest princess ordered the maid to urge him." The maid's eyes were on Ling Jue for a long time. The eldest princess has always disliked those people and things that did not obey etiquette. As her son, Mr. Jue knew that there was a tiger in the mountain, he actually went to Tiger Mountain. I really don't know if he should be worried about him or be impressed by this courage.

"Thank you, Sister Mingyue, let's go now." Ling Yue seemed to have no idea that there was anything wrong with Ling Jue. After watching Mingyue leave, she quickly called Zhiqiu: "Come and help me see, is the clothes on my body still appropriate?"

The two of them were busy again. Ling Jue glanced at the bronze mirror depressedly. Now it was too late to get his head...

Ling Jue and Ling Yue walked side by side into a small room called Yalanxuan. The room was filled with orchids and refreshing. Because it was on the pleasure boat, the conditions were limited, and it was not as good as the mansion everywhere. Even the wife of the Marquis's Madam's life had obvious changes. The room was nearly half smaller than the original Princess' bedroom, but fortunately, the rest of the items were fully purchased. Just based on the fragrance of flowers in the air, you know that it was just delivered this morning.

The eldest princess was wearing a plain skirt, and her high bun was the only decoration on her body. Even so, it can be seen that it was probably well maintained, or it might be that the golden branches and jade leaves grew up in the palace, even if nothing was embellished, a graceful and luxurious temperament was naturally exposed.

A feeling of being powerless without anger surrounds the eldest princess. Even Ling Jue, the biological son, dared not come forward rashly.

"Mom." Ling Yue naturally stepped forward and took the eldest princess' arm and leaned affectionately on her shoulder. It was because the mother and son were too unfamiliar, so why could Yue'er always get close to her mother? This is a question Ling Jue often thought about.

Ling Yue has been stuck in the eldest princess since she was a child, and the eldest princess was not displeased at all. The only thing that made her feel unhappy was Ling Jue who stood aside and had not bowed for a long time.

Ling Yue leaned on the eldest princess' shoulder, in addition to her natural intimacy, was actually more for the sake of observing her expressions and expressions without realizing it. Otherwise, the stupid goose of her brother would usually speak one by one, but she would become clumsy when she came to her mother. If she didn't do anything, she would probably not be able to get through the current level today.

Ling Yue winked at Ling Jue's direction, signaling him to salute him quickly. Ling Jue also wanted to do this. After all, he was reading with him when he was young today. It was impossible for him to not even be able to do the most basic etiquette. But just now he was all about how to explain himself. He delayed the opportunity for a while, and then reacted, he was probably too deliberate. If this aroused greater dissatisfaction from his mother, wouldn't the relationship between the mother and the son be even worse!
Chapter completed!