I, the first son, became a woman

So for a while, my head short-circuited, and I completely lost my mind, which is basically a matter of course.

Perhaps it should be said.

If a person doubts what has happened to him, he is indifferent.

That should feel strange and perplexing instead.

So Xia Juan also understood that although he was overly excited, it was reasonable and normal.

Immediately, she curled her lips again.

"That's it..."

"You carry me back, and I'll spit on you, and it's evened out."

"Um???"

Ye Ning's eyebrows raised and lowered, and the cause and effect relationship was not clear for a moment.

After a while, he nodded again and sighed.

"Okay—as the saying goes, spit out and make a fortune. It seems that I have to thank you."

"Then thanks to you, let's see if I, Ye Ning, can really make a fortune in the future."

Squeezing dirty laundry in hands.

As Ye Ning spoke, he walked to the door and opened it gently.

The smile on his face also slowly changed back to indifference.

"I have something to go to the Prince's Mansion today."

"I asked Zhaodi to cook you hangover soup."

"Remember to drink it yourself."

Chapter 819 Edema

"depend on mood."

Xia Juan waved his hand casually, as if he was anxiously driving the other party away.

Seeing this, Ye Ning could only smile helplessly.

He turned his head unhurriedly and left the room.

Inside the house, there was a brief moment of silence.

"what……"

Yawning, Xia Juan rubbed her eyes and stood up.

Maybe it was because I really had no restraint last night and drank too much wine.

Xia Juan found that she woke up together, and her back still hurts and her legs are cramping until now.

It's not so embarrassing to beat someone on the back and spit blood at the mouth, right?

"Ugh!"

Shaking his head and sighing, Xia Juan walked towards the door.

"It seems that we still need to know how to restrain ourselves."

I'm not good at drinking, if I don't know how to control it.

Maybe one day someone really mines it, and then I will cry without tears.

But then again.

I'm only 19 years old, why is my waist...

Xia Juan yawned and twisted his waist amidst a ferocious complexion.

She raised her head casually.

Immediately, he saw Uncle Yin standing outside the gate expressionlessly, just looking at him quietly.

Click!

There was a crisp sound from the waist in response to the occasion.

"Yin... Uncle Yin?!"

Xia Juan quickly withdrew her arm and coughed.

He changed back to his calm appearance.

"Yin Bo, why... are you here..."

"My uncle just told me that the lady is awake. I came here to tell the lady, so I can go to the store."

He lowered his head and smiled slightly.

After hesitating for a long time, Yin Bocai hesitated, and seemed to be a little bit confused and nodded.

"Miss, although you are young and frivolous now, you are full of energy."

"But if you don't know how to control...then..."

"Ahem, anyway, miss, I'm going to the shop first, you should have a good rest."

"If you have time, it's best to order your servants to buy more things to replenish your body."

While talking eloquently, Yin Bo backed away.

When Xia Juan suddenly woke up and widened his eyes.

Yin Bo turned and left step by step.

Temperance... I...

Yin Bo misunderstood? !

etc!Yin Bo!You listen to my explanation!

When I say need moderation I don't mean...

"Well!"

A mouthful of old blood was almost spurted out.

Xia Juan bent her outstretched palm and covered her face.

For a moment, I just felt that everything was not going my way recently, and I was extremely embarrassed.

Damn, I don't know what Yin Bo will think...

but……

"Oh! Forget it!"

"Anyway, the more this is the case, the more assured Yin Bo and the others will be."

"Everything is under my control."

Shaking her head and sighing, Xia Juan slowly put down her palm.

She glanced out of the corner of her eye, only to find two figures appeared outside the door.

"Sister Xia, are you up?"

Zhaodi walked in cautiously with a bowl of hangover soup.

"Sister Xia, this is the hangover soup that Young Master Ye asked us to cook for you just now, drink it quickly."

"Well, thank you very much, Zhaodi!"

He rubbed his still aching head.

Fortunately, it was the head that ached.

rather than elsewhere.

It can be regarded as a blessing in disguise... Although it is not accurate to say so.

Shaking his head, he casually took the bowl from Zhaodi's hand.

"Sister Xia, be careful, it's hot!"

Zhaodi's voice hadn't finished yet.

Xia Juan had already grabbed it and drank it all down.

"call……"

As a cultivator, he has "rough skin and thick flesh".

To Xia Juan, such a low temperature is naturally nothing more than drizzle.

She drank it in one gulp, then breathed a sigh of relief, then wiped her mouth, and handed the bowl to Zhaodi again.

"Sister Xia, let's get ready to dress up."

Beside him, Xia Juan drank Zhaodi's hangover soup.

Nannie also brought in the basin and towels that had been prepared.

He walked to the dressing table again and began to prepare everything for a while.

Xia Juan nodded.After washing up, I realized that I was a little dizzy until now.

"It seems that this wine is really not a good thing."

I feel a little ridiculous and self-deprecating about my muddled appearance.

Xia Juan put down the towel, then walked to the dressing table and sat down.

Just as soon as she opened her eyes.

Suddenly, I realized that my face was much swollen than usual.

"Huh? Who is this...?"

Xia Juan frowned in confusion.

Then he straightened up and kept looking at the familiar and beautiful figure in the bronze mirror.

But obviously, the woman with a lot of facial swelling.

"this is me?!"

How did my face become like this?

Suddenly, out of instinct.

Xia Juan touched her cheeks with both hands, and couldn't help groping for a while.

"Is it edema?"

"If it's really edema, it seems that it will take some time to recover..."

With such a "swollen" face.

Although it may look more cute in the eyes of others?

But for Xia Juan, this simply wiped away the last trace of her heroic spirit.

This person surnamed Ye didn't even know to tell me.

This guy……

He secretly cursed Ye Ning in his heart.

Xia Juan sighed, only then did she hear that Nanan and Zhaodi had prepared everything.

One of them combed their hair, and the other smeared themselves with rouge and gouache.

Xia Juan has already gotten used to it, so naturally she won't resist.

The familiar feeling came back and forth on his face again.

Xia Juan closed her eyes to prevent the rouge powder from falling into her eyes.

After a while, she opened her eyes again in a trance, only to realize that it was over.