The Emperor's Favorite: The Fourth Miss Ghost

"Ruolan, Danqing, wash me up quickly, Cang will be here soon, don't be late."

Feng Zhuyue hurriedly jumped off the bed and came to the vanity mirror swiftly, intending to make Danqing and Ruolan dress up properly.

Danqing and Ruolan glanced vaguely at the dark black figure sitting outside, the King Cang was anxious, and their young lady was also very anxious.

Who did Danqing call to wash Feng Zhuyue, while Ruolan was arranging Feng Zhuyue's hair and changing her face, and said with a smile: "Miss, you are already an hour late."

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Feng Zhuyue's beautiful face was full of doubts, when was she an hour late?Yesterday Cang Wang only said that he would come to pick her up early this morning. If you go out to swim in the lake, the water surface will still be foggy. The best time should be around nine o'clock. Now it's only seven or eight o'clock. It's too far away to be late. Bar?

Ruolan smiled and said nothing, because Feng Zhuyue was not yet 16 years old, and she could not tie her hair up. In ancient times, there were unwritten rules that unmarried women could not tie all their hair up.When she was in the Devil's Cave, Feng Zhuyue's hair was all tied up. To quote her, it was called a ponytail, clean and neat.

Ruolan found a blue ribbon to tie up Feng Zhuyue's long hair, and the rest of it was scattered over her shoulders, and the long hair let out like a beetle and dragged directly to her waist , the supple ink is vertical like a waterfall.

"Would you like a young man to marry me when your hair reaches your waist? Wait for your blue hair to be straight and you will wear ten miles of red makeup?"

Unconsciously, Feng Zhuyue recited this beautiful line of poetry.She wouldn't say such provocative words before, but just now she saw that her long hair was below her waist, and she thought that she would marry Long Canghao soon.

For a while, there was love for children in my heart.

"On the day you marry this king, this king will spread ten miles of red makeup on you in Nanyue City, let your sedan chair circle around Nanyue City, and marry into the palace in a splendid manner."

A domineering and gentle voice like spring came into Feng Zhuyue's ears like this, she turned her head in surprise, and saw Long Canghao standing behind her.

An ever-changing expression suddenly appeared on the small face, and he signaled Ruolan with his eyes, when did he come, why didn't she feel it at all?

Ruolan said leisurely: "King Cang has been here for more than an hour, Miss is sleeping, afraid of disturbing Miss, so sit outside."

"Huh?" Feng Zhuyue was overwhelmed by the flattery, this man had waited for her for more than an hour?How noble he is, taking care of her so carefully, her heart was replaced by a burst of warmth.

The rippling white water drops on his shoulders had a strange crystal clear color and fell into her flawless eyes.Feng Zhuyue quickly pulled him over and made him sit where she had been sitting just now.

"Ruolan, quickly bring a dry cloth."

Ruolan fetched a dry cloth, Feng Zhuyue, who was always too lazy to even stretch her bones, took the initiative to take the dry cloth from Ruolan's hand, and wiped off the water drops on Long Canghao's shoulders, again and again. As clean and careful as he was, there was still a sticky wetness on his shoulders.

"The clothes are all wet with dew, why don't you come in and hide for a while."

In the words, there was a lady's reproach to her husband.Even though it is July, the dew in the morning is still bone-piercingly cold. He sat outside for an hour, didn't he feel it at all?