The imperial concubine, she murdered with beauty

Chapter 347 It's Not Like, Let alone Love
After such a fuss, it was already early morning when Ye Wanwan lay down again. At first she lay down just because she didn't want to say much to avoid Cheng Yan. She didn't really close her eyes until Ling Que came back and was ready to rest, but she didn't sleep either. how long.

Its daybreak.

After traveling for many days, Ye Wanwan was used to waking up on time, no matter whether she was tired or not.

Out of the corner of her eye, the magpie fell asleep on the soft couch lying on the side. She just woke up habitually. If she was tired, she would continue to sleep, but Liu Ma had been waiting there for a long time. Ye Wanwan opened her eyes and brought people in.

"The girl is awake, Juaner, Xiuer, come and wait for the girl to wash up."

The two maids came in with things, and they arranged the room again. Ye Wanwan couldn't sleep even if she wanted to.

Ye Wanwan sat up slowly, and Ling Que naturally woke up, sitting there with an ugly and aggrieved expression.

A maid made the bed and folded the quilt, another maid waited for Ye Wanwan to wash, and Liu Ma was standing there and commanding here and there.

"Girl, if there is anything you are not used to, just tell the old slave. By the way, what are the taboos of this meal?"

Ye Wanwan handed over the towel to wipe her face: "This is the maid you asked me about. By the way, I'm already married, so Liu Ma should call my wife. The name girl sounds awkward."

"Mrs. Husband" Liu Ma's expression changed visibly, her eyes widened.

Ling Magpie also crowded in at this time, and took the initiative to take over the matter of serving Ye Wanwan.

Liu Ma stood there for a while, calming her mind, but seeing that Ling Que and Ye Wanwan were wearing her own men's clothes, Liu Ma hurriedly stopped: "Master Shizi has prepared new clothes for madam."

Ye Wanwan didn't want to take a second look at the stack of pink new clothes on the tray: "Send it on, this color of clothes is not suitable for me."

"This" Liu Ma hesitated for a moment, but did not force it, and hurriedly took the tray to find Shizi.

Although Liu Ma was a wet nurse, she was the maid of the lady of the country when she was young, and she had also seen many dignitaries along with her. This girl was young, and she raised her arms and feet calmly, although not as expensive as the ones she had seen. The woman is arrogant and arrogant, but she is more noble and cultivated. She must be a daughter of a wealthy family, and she is already married. It is not suitable for her to be robbed by the prince.

Liu Ma naturally didn't see the prince, because she went out on the front foot, and Cheng Yan went to Ye Wanwan's door on the back foot, and personally brought someone to deliver breakfast to Ye Wanwan.

Seeing Ye Wanwan still wearing those nondescript men's clothes, he looked unhappy: "Why don't you wear the clothes I prepared for you?"

Ye Wanwan said coldly, "I'm no longer the kid I used to be, and I don't wear pink anymore."

Cheng Yan immediately asked people to buy new clothes. In his memory, Ye Wanwan always wore pink and delicate clothes, but after many years, it was nothing she didn't want to wear.

The people below had to order to go, and Cheng Yan asked people to set up the breakfast: "I haven't eaten yet, so I'll come to accompany you, why don't you come over soon?"

Ye Wanwan sat down, and Cheng Yan immediately brought a bowl of soup: "Drink the soup first to wake up. I probably didn't sleep well last night, so I'll go back to sleep after breakfast."

In fact, they are not that familiar, even if they are not separated by that lifetime, but after so many years, they are not particularly close.

After Tang Ye Wanwan drank it, Cheng Yan started serving her vegetables again, Ye Wanwan raised her hand to block it: "No need to do this, I'll do it myself."

Cheng Yan didn't reluctantly, he didn't say a word, and the two of them ate quietly.

Seeing Ye Wanwan put down her chopsticks, Cheng Yan didn't want to eat any more, so she had the table pulled down, just in time for Liu's mother to change her clothes and bring them back, no longer pink, but more solemn crimson and dark purple .

Cheng Yan frowned. His mother often wears this color, so it doesn't look right on Ye Wanwan.

Looking back, he saw that Ye Wanwan was also frowning, and he immediately waved: "Re-change, why are all the old-fashioned ones selected?"

Mama Liu also thinks it's a little too upright, but this is the best material they have here.

Ye Wanwan: "Stay."

Liu Ma was very winking. Although she had doubts in her heart, she didn't mention the title of Mrs. in front of Cheng Yan. No matter what Ye Wanwan's identity was, the eldest son seemed to be very familiar with her, so it wasn't a big problem when you thought about it.

"These are all ready-to-wear clothes. I'd like to ask my wife to try them on. If they don't fit, this old slave will ask someone to change them."

Ye Wanwan didn't want to wear women's clothes, but she also didn't want to get entangled in one piece of clothing.

Picked a dark red and flowery dress, and let the magpie serve and put it on.

The fabric of the clothes is not bad, and the clothes fit well, but the hair is a little awkward for a man. Ling Que hesitated, and gently tore Ye Wanwan's hair.

"Madam, this servant will give you a simple bun."

Ye Wanwan closed her eyes and said nothing.

Ling Magpie is also quite handy. She served Ye Wanwan all these days, but she was very good at men's hair accessories, but women's buns made her a little embarrassed.

Liu Ma, who was standing on the side, looked anxious, and simply grabbed the comb: "I'll do it."

Liu's mother combed Ye Wanwan's hair and looked at the person in the mirror.

It was dark last night, and she didn't see people clearly, but now she can see clearly, a rare beauty, if this is a match for Shizi, it's a pity, how can she be married.

Perhaps because of what she had in mind, Liu Ma gave Ye Wanwan a woman's hairstyle.

After reacting, they were already tied up, but she was embarrassed when she saw Ye Wanwan opened her eyes and praised: "Liu Ma's hands are really clever."

Obviously it is a simple sentence, but it seems to have an oppressive force.

"Haha, Madam is so rude." After speaking, she passed the headgear that Juan'er handed over to Ye Wanwan one by one.

The golden branch and jade hairpin, although it is a girl's style, but Ye Wanwan is young after all, and there is no sense of disobedience on her head.

The hair is there, the clothes are there, only the makeup is missing.

Even if the plain face is covered with wind, frost, dust, and dust, it is difficult to hide the beauty. If you put on makeup, you don't know what it will look like.

Ye Wanwan raised her hand to block her eager hand: "That's not necessary."

After getting up in her clothes, Ye Wanwan found Cheng Yan standing at the screen, and she didn't know how long she had watched.

Liu's mother took the two maids out with interest, but Ling Que didn't leave, and she forced them to take them away. Didn't she see that they had something to say?No wink at all?

Cheng Yan held her arms and was very dissatisfied with her outfit: "You still look better in pink."

Ye Wanwan: "I'm past that age."

"You don't have to remind me all the time that you are awake." Cheng Yan looked at her and walked towards her step by step: "In my dream, you grew up like this, but you need to be more refined."

Seeing that his hand was about to reach her face, Ye Wanwan turned her head slightly: "I'm a little tired, I want to rest, you go out."

Cheng Yan's hanging hand brushed her bun: "Alright, I'll come back to you when you're rested."

After speaking, she walked away neatly, leaving Ye Wanwan to look at the screen and exhaled deeply for a long time, which really made her a little distressed.

Ye Wanwan is not an innocent little girl, she has entered the palace, got married, has a relationship with Yan Chen, and died once, what can't she understand?
This Cheng Yan is clearly in love with her, because of the encounter when he was young?But how old was she then?
It's not like, let alone love, it's obsession.

(End of this chapter)