The Royal’s Little Lady

Gu Suier had also entered the palace before, but that time when she entered the palace was at night, and she had to avoid people's eyes and ears. She was only out of confinement for a long time, so no one cares about what she wears.

But this time was different. She went to the palace to thank the queen as the only consort of the five princes' residence.

Since you see the queen, you might meet other people, such as Princess Zhaoyang who had a little feast with her, such as the three princes who slandered her innocence several times before.

Gu Suier had a headache and felt embarrassed, but no matter how embarrassed she was, she still had to go.

So on this day, when she got up early in the morning, she asked Mother An to dress herself up, put on her destiny dress, matched with the gold hairpin that should be worn according to the rules, and finally had to apply grease and powder.

Madam An kept boasting from the side: "The skin of the concubine concubine is so good, white and thin, just like white porcelain, so delicate that you can't even see the pores. If it's another woman, do it. This kind of makeup must be applied with a layer of rouge, but the little lady doesn't use those at all. For your skin, applying rouge is ruined."

For a while, I praised Gu Suier's figure: "Look at this thin waist, and this bulging chest. With the figure of the little lady, I really can't see that he gave birth to our little grandson."

Xiao Achen is now the grandson of the emperor, and the royal bloodline of the eight classics is that the following people have also changed their names to the grandson of the emperor, not the young master.

Gu Suier didn't think she was so pretty when she listened to Mother An talking there. This is the first time that she wears makeup like this. Looking at herself in the mirror, she can't believe that this is herself.

Changed like a person.

"Is it a little weird for me to be like this?" Her dark hair was picked up by Mother An in a tall flying cloud bun, and there was a phoenix hairpin obliquely inserted next to the flying cloud bun. , So that his little face exudes a soft and bright brilliance.

She touched the hairpin, always feeling that it didn't match her.

"Weird? How can it be weird, so beautiful!" Madam An praised her loudly: "On weekdays, she only thinks that the empress looks good, and she is as delicate as a flower, so she is beautiful at first sight, but now it is so As soon as I dressed up, I found that the empress was not only beautiful, but she also had an aura of extravagance. I suddenly saw that she was really a tall empress."

What Mother An didn't say was that the old Gu Suier came from the countryside, and she looked outstanding and not fake, but she looked like a girl from the countryside, she was tender and tender, but she grew out of the soil. Afterwards, Gu Suier spent a long time in the Hou Mansion, gained insights, read books and became literate, and slowly exuded a kind of tolerance that a wealthy wife would have.

But it's the kind of Mrs. Houfuli, and it won't work any further.

But it's different now.

Now dressed like this, a small face is lined by the flying cloud updo and the shining phoenix hairpin. It is charming and radiant, yet it is as noble as the empress from the palace.

Gu Suier felt a little better after listening to Mother An's praise.

The first time I did this, I always felt weird. She wanted to hear something nice from others, so she felt confident.

At this moment, Xiao Heng raised the curtain and entered.

Grandma An took a look, bowed her head hurriedly, and stepped back respectfully.

When Gu Suier saw Xiao Heng coming in, she was a little shy for no reason. She pursed her lips and chuckled, then secretly glanced at him in the mirror.

After Xiao Heng came in, he glanced at Gu Suier and asked quietly, "How are you preparing?"

Gu Suier hurriedly said, "It's almost there, Ah Chen is on Guizhi's side and is all dressed up."

Xiao Heng nodded: "Well, when the sedan chair comes over, we will set off to the palace."

Now the mansion naturally has all kinds of sedan chairs ready, and the soft sedan is the best, so Gu Suier can sit on the soft sedan and carry it outside the second door.

When Gu Suier heard this, she stopped talking, but sat silently in front of the mirror and looked at her makeup.

My daughter loves beauty at home. She took a close look at her appearance, and saw that her skin was as smooth as what Mother Ann had said, soft and soft, and her lips looked beautiful after a little bit of lipstick. It's like a red cherry fruit, and it's watery and moving.

At first glance, she couldn't believe that the person in the mirror was her own.

She blinked, and saw the woman in the mirror trembling lightly like a fan, charmingly.

She shook her head again and saw that the bright and charming Fengchai of the woman in the mirror also nodded in front of her forehead.

For a moment he couldn't help but smile.

Xiao Heng was sitting on the red sandalwood chair next to him. He originally planned to take out the book and have a look. Gu Suier, who was sitting at the table, winked his eyes for a while and shook his head. He raised his eyebrows and asked, "What's the matter? "

When asked by him, Gu Suier hurriedly reduced her mind, pretending to be calm and honest: "It's nothing, just take a look."

Xiao Heng wondered: "What are you looking at?"

Gu Suier choked. She was so embarrassed to say that she was dressed so well today, and couldn't help but want to look more at her?

"It's nothing, I just think... I think my head is a little heavy." Poor Gu Suier thought for a long time, and found a bad reason.

Xiao Heng didn't doubt that he was there. He came down to the mirror, stood behind her, and put his hands on her shoulders to look at the woman in the mirror.

Although it was through the mirror, Gu Suier felt his gaze, but she felt a little shy, so she slightly avoided his gaze.

Her face was faintly hot, but she still lowered her eyes slightly, waiting for him to see.

She actually wanted to know what he thought of herself after wearing makeup.

After Xiao Heng watched for a while, his gaze shifted down.

Because of the spring, the weather was warm, indicating that she was wearing a water-red tulle inside her imperial suit, and there was an embroidered pocket made of fresh green and tender satin on her chest, lining her skin like snow. At first glance, she felt Delicate and charming.

Xiao Heng became a little unhappy.

He thought for a while, it seemed that all the women in the palace dressed like this.

But he was still unhappy.

He doesn't like Gu Suier being like this.

Her skin is whiter and thinner than ordinary women, and the touch is so soft that people can't bear to move it away.

He has tasted that kind of taste.

He even sucked it with his lips. A red stamp was printed on the woman's chest shockingly, and it was so bloody.

The dissatisfaction in Xiao Heng's eyes was so obvious that even Gu Suier could feel it. The heart she was excitedly expecting gradually cooled down, a bit wronged and helpless, and finally raised her hand in frustration, touched the Fengchai, and whispered: "I really don't look good with this."

She stroked the delicately carved phoenix hairpin, feeling the trembling golden phoenix wings: "This one is quite heavy, and I am not used to wearing it."

While she was talking, Xiao Heng approached and bowed his head from behind her.

The mirror in front of her was suddenly blocked by the stiff man and her body was ringed. She opened her mouth slightly, so surprised that she did not react.

The man lowered his head from her neck and bowed his head on her chest.

"you--"

She couldn't help whispering, it hurts.

After Xiao Heng took a light bite with his teeth, he took a few more shots of the snowy and smooth tender muscles, and then kindly let go.

With tears in Gu Suier's clear eyes, she lowered her head aggrievedly to look at herself, only to see a shocking red mark on the top of the emerald green tube top, like a small red fruit.

This is simply unstoppable.

Gu Suier bit her lip and looked at him angrily: "Why are you doing this!"

Xiao Heng pursed his lips and stared at the delicate little flowers blooming in the white snow in the mirror: "I'm just like this."

Gu Suier: "You—"

Is he reasonable?

After Xiao Heng finished speaking, regardless of Gu Suier's grievances and anger, she went to the box next to her and turned the box over.

Gu Suier was surprised: "His Royal Highness, what are you looking for?"

Xiao Heng bored his head to find something, and finally brought something out.

Gu Suier glanced over, and saw that those slender and beautiful big hands held a water-pink bright satin apron pocket.

She used to wear it in winter when she felt cold in the winter. It could protect the collarbone under her neck and her belly, so it was more comfortable.

"That was only worn in winter." Now that the weather is warm, it is impossible to wear that tightly.

"Just wear this." Xiao Heng walked over and put the piece of cloth directly on Gu Suier's shoulder: "It's inside, just covering the red."

Gu Suier's delicate eyebrows moved slightly, and she looked at the man in front of him who was incapable of emotion and anger.

What does this mean...

Xiao Heng raised his eyebrows, his eyes faintly falling on her red bruise: "Do you want people to see it?"

Gu Suier also thought about it, and quickly picked up the small apron pocket and planned to replace it behind the screen.

Xiao Heng: "I will help you."

Gu Suier: "I'll do it myself..."

Although she has been intimate for a long time, I don't know how many times, but she is still not used to it. After all, if she changes clothes, she will take off the outside.

Xiao Heng insisted: "It's getting late."

Gu Suier had no choice but to follow.

The plumpness, the skin's powdery snow is translucent, and the delicate little red fruit is trembling on the peak of the snow-capped mountain in one movement.

Xiao Heng walked around from behind her waist, he first helped her pinch, and then flicked it lightly, Gu Suier gritted her teeth, raised her hand and wanted to pinch him, but if she didn't, she secretly endured it.

"I'll help you." A dull voice came from behind. She took a deep breath, gritted her teeth and closed her eyes, letting him help herself.

Fengchai, a symbol of fate and status, is cumbersome in handwork, exquisite and moving, shining brightly with golden luster, gently hanging on her black temples and snow-white skin, reflecting the delicate softness on this delicate and moving skin. Light.

He finally helped her get dressed, let go.

Gu Suier opened her eyes and looked back, only to see a little red grease stained on the hard and handsome face of the man behind him.

It was a cream dyed with red grass, the color of her lips.

She raised her hand and wiped it off with her soft fingers.

"Carefully let people see the joke."