Hugging the soft cloud silk quilt, I had a good sleep. Qingcheng twisted his body before sitting up, and someone immediately came over and opened the gauze curtain: "Miss Yan Si is awake! Please let the slave change your clothes."
Qingcheng glanced at this beautiful palace maid: "What's your name?"
"Miss, my name is Lurao."
He climbed out of bed lazily: "Just help me comb my hair later, I don't know how to do that. I'll do the rest myself!"
When the palace maid who came in with wash water heard this, she immediately knelt down in front of Qingcheng with Lu Rao: "Miss Qingcheng, please let us serve you! If His Highness knows that we are not good at serving you, he will kill us.
Just save us and let us serve you!"
Seeing how they were about to cry, Qingcheng opened his arms and said, "Come on!"
They smiled and put on the silk brocade clothes. After washing, they helped her to stand in front of the huge dressing mirror and began to caress her hair.
Qingcheng pointed to the gorgeous clothes on his body: "Is this yours?"
Lurao, who was combing her hair, smiled: "Miss, we have that kind of blessing. This is the brocade dress that His Highness the Crown Prince brought to the palace overnight for Miss Qingcheng."
"Oh! By the way, why are you here?" Qingcheng turned around and asked in confusion.
"Miss Qingcheng doesn't know yet! In Lingxiao Mountain and Lingxiao Palace, every year the princes, princes and ministers come here to play, hunt, and escape the summer heat. Sister Hongqiao and I are the maids who stay here."
In the mirror, Qingcheng saw Hongqiao holding the golden walking stick and about to insert it into her hair. He quickly raised his hand to stop her: "We have to go out today. It's too cumbersome and will cause a lot of inconvenience."
As he spoke, Qingcheng picked up a simple flower hairpin from the box and handed it to Hongqiao: "Just use it."
Hong Qiao took it with a smile, gestured in her hair, and inserted it diagonally. "Hong Qiao has never seen someone like Miss Qingcheng. She doesn't apply makeup, but she is so beautiful and refined."
While they were talking, another little girl walked in: "Sister Hongqiao, Your Highness invites Miss Qingcheng to have breakfast in the flower hall."
"Okay. Here we go."
Under the leadership of Hong Qiao Lv Rao, Qingcheng turned right and left, and entered a flower hall, where everyone was present.
Yun Chu was caressing the gorgeous clothes on his body and thanked the prince repeatedly. His happy expression disappeared when Qing Cheng entered, replaced by a look of hatred.
When Xuanyuan Chengtian saw Qingcheng coming, he immediately stood up and pointed to the seat next to him: "Qingcheng, come and sit here."
Qingze smiled gently at her, and Yun Chu gave him a hateful look. Jingblade was still extremely cold; Xuanyuan Yifei just looked at her calmly. Qingyang raised the corner of his mouth as if sarcastically.
"Everyone, let's start!" Xuanyuan Chengtian said to everyone after sitting down in Qingcheng.
"Brother Chengtian, I have no appetite and don't want to eat." Yun Chu said to Xuanyuan Chengtian delicately.
"Oh, don't eat it then." Xuanyuan Chengtian responded without even looking at her.
Yun Chu's face darkened, he clapped his chopsticks, stood up and left.
"Yun'er." Qingyang called softly and said to Xuanyuan Chengtian: "Your Highness, I'm going to see Yun'er."
After saying that, he got up and left.
"Come on, Qingcheng. Try this." Xuanyuan Chengtian took a piece of pastry and put it into Qingcheng's bowl regardless of the other people's displeasure.
Except for Xuanyuan Chengtian who kept giving Qingcheng this and that, and Qingcheng thanked him. Xuanyuan Yifei gave him a cold look, and Yun Chu and Qingyang left. Everyone else was silent and immersed themselves in eating.