"Do you like Que'er now?" Yilin asked in a coquettish manner.
"Well, my mother likes it all, but now Queer's mother likes it even more."
"Quer, come here," she took her hand and walked to the mirror.
So beautiful! Looking at herself in a light blue gauze dress with a white gauze draped over her shoulders, feeling the breeze blowing by will give people an ethereal feeling. The green silk at one end is draped on both shoulders.
On the face, it looks slightly soft, and there is still a hint of playfulness. The face is even more tender and smooth without applying a trace of powder.
Yilin was so shocked that she was speechless when she looked at herself in the mirror.
"Mom, it's really beautiful! Mom, this dress you gave to Que'er is really beautiful. Que'er likes it very much. Que'er can't put it down." She touched the high-grade silk on it, looked at the fine workmanship, and felt the smooth texture.
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"She looks beautiful in anything she wears." The lady praised her daughter unabashedly.
"Que'er is getting more and more beautiful now. It seems that my parents should help Que'er find a good son-in-law who is twice as talented and talented as possible as soon as possible!"
"Mom, my daughter doesn't want to get married. How about letting her stay with her parents for a few more years? Does her daughter want to be more filial to her parents?" Yilin seemed extremely filial.
Your sister won’t really look for it! I’m a fake!
"Que'er, how can you say that? What parents hope most is that Que'er is taken care of by a good person, so that parents can feel more at ease." Looking at her concerned eyes, Yilin was suddenly speechless.
"Good daughter, your parents will definitely find you a prince and grandson who is worthy of you."
Yilin smiled thoughtfully, her smile was very forced.
"Quer, come and sit down quickly. Mom wants to ask you something."
"Mom, what's going on?" Yilin sat down and looked at her questioningly.
What could it be? Yilin kept thinking about it. She had already said that she had lost her memory. What else did she have to ask herself? It was really strange to think about it.
"Quier, what do you think of the Sixth Prince!"
Yilin looked at her in disbelief, "Sixth Prince?" She wondered if she had heard wrongly.
"Well, didn't Que'er drink with him today?"
"Mom, what's wrong with the Sixth Prince!" Of course Yilin knew the implication of her words. She deliberately pretended to be innocent and looked at her with innocent eyes.
"Nothing, I just want to ask you about your impression of the Sixth Prince."
"Mom, did the Sixth Prince like me before?" Yilin suddenly asked directly.
"Quer, don't you remember what happened in the past? How could you know!"
"Mom, I think the way he looks at me is weird. Anyway, my daughter feels that he should like her,"
"What else are you talking about? The Sixth Prince has always liked you very much, but you always ignore him," she began to scold Yilin.
"Mom, I didn't like him before, and I don't like him now either," Yilin said in very direct words. She didn't want her to match up with the Sixth Prince!
That Sixth Prince is my defeated general. He can’t even drink alcohol with me, but he still wants to like me. Yilin thought silently in her heart.
"Quer, tell mother, do you still like the Fourth Prince?"
"What, mother, are you mistaken? I like the Fourth Prince. Oh, no, I used to like the Fourth Prince." Yilin stood up and kept shaking her head.
It's incredible. It turns out that the real Lingque already has someone he likes, that is Leng Aotian