Tanchun, who was still tidying her dress, smiled when she heard this, and then continued to talk about several things that usually need to be paid attention to at the royal banquet.

After dressing her up, she sat in front of the dressing mirror and went sideways to get the wooden comb. A coldness flashed in her half-retracted eyes, "Ms. Yue is still the first time she attended the palace banquet, and she is still the prince's sacrifice. I'm afraid she will be in trouble, but"

"but?"

Tanchun blinked away the coldness in her eyes and gently combed her hair, and smiled and said, "But don't worry, with the prince protecting you, you won't be in trouble."

After combed her hair and putting two jade hairpins on her bun, Tanchun put on her exquisite makeup, and the pink flower tins were elegantly stretched on Yue Qige's eyebrows, adding a bit of cuteness.

Tanchun looked at Yue Qige who was carefully dressed up and was a little lost in his mind, and sighed sincerely: "Miss Yue, I'm so beautiful."

Yue Qige, who couldn't resist praise, felt embarrassed and chuckled at her. If it weren't for the difference in identity, Tanchun would have wanted to hold her in her arms and take care of her!

Looking at myself in the mirror, who is indeed better than usual, and said, "Tanchun is still great, I feel you can do everything."

Tanchun helped her up and said humbly: "As Miss Yue's maid, if you don't even know how to dress up your master, it would be a failure."

She continued to remind her in apprehension: "When entering the palace, Miss Yue must remember that the more gorgeous the person dressed, the less she can't collide. Just follow the prince tightly. Do you remember?"

"Yeah, remember!"

After being reminded by Tanchun, someone who didn't want to attend the palace banquet felt that he was not going to the palace, but to a battlefield that was about to cause a bloody storm.

When Yue Qige walked out of the room and saw Ye Fengqi, who was also wearing a gorgeous outfit, a trace of surprise flashed in his eyes like him.

A man with outstanding figure is like a banished immortal who jumped out of a painting paper. He was wearing a long robe with a moon-white wide sleeves, and auspicious clouds embroidered on the edge of his clothes. He clearly had evil eyebrows and eyes, but in his silence, he showed a bit of nobleness that was kept from others thousands of miles away.

The bright red length, like the setting sun, was only loosely tied behind it with a silver chain with demonic power. The waveless eyes made layers of ripples when they saw her, gentle and focused, as if there was only her in his world.

The girl supported by Tanchun was wearing a pink and white dress. The appropriate makeup made her look extremely sweet. Perhaps she was not used to being watched for so long, and her shy earlobes turned red.

Ye Fengqi naturally saw her uncomfortableness, and stepped forward to cover her with a cloak surrounded by a rabbit velvet collar. Seeing her face wrapped in soft rabbit fur, she looked even more petite, so cute that he couldn't help but bow his head and peck her pink lips with rouge, "Let's go."

Let Chang Xuan put on a fire fox cloak on himself, hold the little man's hand and walk out.

The cloak tailor-made for her is not as sluggish as before. The exposed skirt is like clouds and fog as she walks, as if layers of magnificent crabapple petals are swaying, amazing the people who saluted respectfully.

The warm carriage was completely isolated from the cold outside. Yue Qige thought about entering the palace and looked at Ye Fengqi nervously. When he found that his attention was not on him, he rubbed over and stretched out his finger and poked him.

"Ye Fengqi, I am your sacrifice, you will protect me, right?"

Whether it is a TV series or some unofficial history, it is said that the palace is a place where people eat and don’t spit bones. Considering various factors and possibilities, she was somewhat afraid to find a sense of security in Ye Fengqi.

The man who was resting with his eyes closed was pleased by the four words "I am you" in her mouth, and reached out and hugged her in his arms, "With this king here, what are Ge'er worried about?"

"I'm afraid I'll be eaten when you're away."

It's scary to think about it.

"They dare not."

Ye Fengqi also knew that what he said at the beginning scared the little thing, but she also thought it would be better to give her some warning so that she would not be stupid enough to think that there are all good people in this world.

From her usual attitude towards her servants, you know that she doesn't have much sense of crisis. After pinching her back, she trembled slightly, her lazy tone was mixed with some smiles, "It's still a distance from the palace, so sleep for a while."

She is wearing makeup? What if she gets rubbed off when she is sleeping?

Knowing that he would not let go easily if he hugged him, the person who was used to being treated like this turned his head and put his body weight in peace.

The carriage was driving very smoothly. She felt Ye Fengqi's even breathing, and before she knew it, she fell asleep.

When Yue Qige woke up, she complained in her heart that Ye Fengqi had a sleepy aura, while taking out a small mirror from the secret wall.

After seeing that my makeup was really spent a lot, I frowned, "Ye Fengqi, how can I meet people when I spent makeup?"

Ye Fengqi looked at her, and when she realized something was wrong, she gently wiped her hand on her face.

The makeup is gone, and all the makeup is bare.

"" is very angry.

Ye Fengqi seemed not satisfied with her white little face. After thinking about it, she used demonic power to lay a layer of illusion on her face.

Yue Qige herself didn't know that, and the person who was under Ye Feng's perch would only see her with insufficient sleep, blue-black eyes and a little freckle on her face.

When Tian Zong, who was responsible for driving the carriage, took out the carriage and boarded, he was about to help Yue Qige get off the carriage and look up, he was stunned.

Then, she looked away as if she hadn't seen it, and respectfully asked her to get off the carriage with her arm, and then asked the person on standby to take the carriage to a specific place.

He himself followed the two masters, trying his best to suppress the smile in his heart with expressionless face.

Along the way, Yue Qige felt that the eyes of passing people looking at her were not right.

Is there any incredible, disgust, contempt, or dislike?

It seems that the status of the sacrifice is really low in the demon world

She slowed down unconsciously. When she deliberately walked side by side with Tian Zong, she leaned over a little, lowered her voice and said, "Tian Zong, they don't seem to like me."

Tian Zong lowered his head slightly, lowered his voice and said, "These are all irrelevant people, Miss Yue don't need to care too much."

"Why"

Of course, there is no need to care if those eyes didn't hit you. She sighed helplessly and asked, "You said if I pretended to have stomachache before I started a meal, could I go back early?"

"No." His answer was very affirmative, "No, let alone this is a special New Year banquet for the envoy of the Yue family. Even if His Majesty does not invite a doctor to come and diagnose it, the prince will not let Miss Yue feel uncomfortable and ignore it."
Chapter completed!