Immediately, Ye Yue arrived at her bed, "Miss, you're awake."
Xi'er said "Yes" and didn't dare to move her head.
"Headache?" Yeyue asked again.
Xi'er said "Yes" again and lay down on the bed, looking at Yeyue pitifully.
Yeyue raised the corners of her lips and said in a slightly warm voice: "Miss, wait a moment, I'll bring you some sobering soup."
"Okay." Xi'er responded obediently, and then seemed to think of something, and quickly added, "Shut up the hens outside. The noise will give you a headache."
Yeyue nodded, turned and left. There was no sound again, and she didn't hear the footsteps of those people going out, but the hen really didn't make any sound anymore. Xi'er smiled secretly, knowing that Yeyue was probably very direct.
They clicked on their acupoints... Although it was a bit unfair, it was good, at least her head no longer throbbed.
"Ai..." Zhizunbao jumped in from the window with elegant cat steps, "Stupid woman, you don't know how to drink but you still drink hard, now you know the consequences!"
Xi'er rolled her eyes at it and ignored it. How can a cat understand human things? Even if it lives for a long time. However, no matter how much data is collected and how similar the imitation is, it is still just a set of
Set rigid data.
Yeyue came in, and besides the hangover soup there was water. She rinsed her mouth first, and then drank the hangover soup. It was very hard to drink, but she didn't complain at all. She drank it in one gulp and lay down for a while before she felt her headache was better.
Then he stood up and let Yeyue help him get dressed and freshen up.
"Who is outside?" Xi'er still frowned when thinking of the hen's voice.
"Xi Po." Yeyue opened Xi'er's jewelry box and hesitated which one to wear.
Xi'er nodded, then took out an ornament from the box and handed it to Yeyue, "Where are mother and aunt?"
"Welcome guests in the front hall." Putting on the forehead pendant, "Miss, do you want to wear wedding clothes now?"
"No, Aunt Hong said she wanted to play, so let's wait a moment." Xi'er stood up and walked outside the curtain. Sure enough, she saw three women standing there in different postures. In the middle was a middle-aged man dressed in bright green.
The woman has a big red flower on her head, and two rouge-painted flowers on her face. Her red lips are not big, but they are also painted with a thick layer of red rouge. At first glance, it looks very tacky and makes people laugh.
But when I looked at it again, I felt that it still had some flavor. Well, at least, it was very appropriate and festive...