Xianjun is too bad: please get on the pirate ship

It was only a little light in the sky, Zhu'er and Hong Niangzi raised their arms from left to right to dig Han Mengxiao out of the warm bed, Zhu'er took the clothes and put them on Han Mengxiao, and Hong Niangzi washed Han Mengxiao clean Clean, start to paint her face...

In her previous life, when Han Mengxiao celebrated her birthday, she was mostly out on the news. Except for her mother who called and asked her to eat something good, other people rarely remembered it. Over time, she also got used to not treating her birthday as a day. thing.

When they arrived here, the sisters of the black shop remembered clearly that they had started to troubleshoot for her more than a month ago. No, they deliberately closed the black shop today just to hold a birthday party for Han Mengxiao.

"Sister Hong, don't want this one, don't want this one:" Han Mengxiao's eyes were hazy, and when she opened them a little, she saw Hong Niangzi swinging a heavy golden step towards her head, and waved her hand quickly.

"No!" The red lady turned her face across: "No, you are a birthday star today, so you should dress more solemnly." The red lady put the hairpin in Han Mengxiao's hair, stretched out a finger, He closed Han Mengxiao's staring eyes: "Sister, you said that day, and today you listen to us. The water that you say will not be ruined."

Han Mengxiao said sullenly: "Yeah, I've been dragged in by you." She spread her hands, as if a dead pig is not afraid of boiling water: "Come on, come on, do whatever you want to torture me, just come up, Today I'm going all out."

Hong Niangzi and Zhu'er looked at each other and smiled happily.

After tossing and tossing for nearly an hour, Hong Niangzi put down the eyebrow pencil in her hand: "Xiao Xiao, come here."

Phoenix Xiaoxiao flew over, knowingly circled the sky above Han Mengxiao's head, and dotted dozens of tear-eye pearls in Han Mengxiao's hair.

Black shop, lobby.

The colored practice went around the railing, and the room was filled with fresh flowers. A small stage was built in the center of the hall, which was used by the guys and girls of the black shop to perform for Han Mengxiao's birthday.

Zi Yiran cooks in person and cooks a large table of delicacies, and everyone tidies up very energetically.

Zi Yihan and Xuanyuan Ye were already sitting at the table, one on the left and one on the right, one on each side.The two of them had nothing to do, so they met again.

Xuanyuanye spoke first: "Master Han, you came so early today, why didn't you wait for the girl to come with you, could it be that you just heard the news of the girl's birthday and rushed to prepare gifts earlier?"

Xuanyuanye only learned about Han Mengxiao's birthday last night.He provoked Zi Yihan so much because he wanted to know when Zi Yihan knew about it.

"That's right, I just found out about it just now, so why isn't His Royal Highness the Crown Prince?" Zi Yihan said indifferently, his attitude of being too lazy to talk to you made it hard to tell the truth of his words.

But Xuanyuanye was fooled, and smiled triumphantly: "Tsk tsk, Lord Han doesn't even know about such a big event as his concubine's birthday, but this prince just..." Having said this, he realized that this He was turned into an army, and quickly changed his words: "The prince wanted to ask King Han last night, hehe, that little girl has high eyes, I don't know if the gift you prepared can catch her eyes."

Zi Yihan raised his eyebrows, and said: "Your Highness, the Crown Prince, just take care of your own affairs."