There was no male protagonist in the room to disturb her, and Jiang had another good sleep.
After waking up, the live broadcast room automatically opened. The viewers squatting in the live broadcast room were very curious about the plot after turning on the lights last night. They asked Jiang You how the experience was and whether Yan Zhantian met the standards of the male protagonist.
Although the people who asked these obviously colored questions had no malicious intent, they were somewhat obscene.
Jiang You didn't answer, and his expression was unfathomable. The audience couldn't guess the answer, and they were so anxious that they scratched their heads and wished they could travel to the live broadcast world and watch the scene.
It wasn't until Jiang You was washing up that the maids looked at her with sympathy, and then the audience tasted a different taste.
[Fried salted fish]: A trace of doubt flashed in his deep eyes
[Zoo Director]: Where is the male protagonist?
[Xiao Fu Ni]: Didn’t you take off all your clothes yesterday? Was it because you were ruthless?
【猹 in the melon field】: I jumped up and down, so excited that I pricked the melons, and this is what happened?
【Welcoming men】:...maybe we are not men every day?
There are more and more speculations, and the content is different. Most viewers feel that the pictures and excitement in their minds when the screen is black are feeding the dog, making them happy and lonely.
Jiang sat in front of the bronze mirror again, and the maid dressed her up. The woman in the mirror looked pure and gentle, which was easy to control.
A pair of almond-shaped eyes are round and clear, and they look like wet deer eyes. However, as soon as the eyes change, the aura changes immediately, making people dare not look directly, and there is even an invisible sense of oppression, which makes people dare not express their anger.
The maids looked at her with subtle and sympathetic eyes at first, but later they looked at her with eyes, nose, nose and heart, and their attitude became cautious.
"What kind of bun does the princess want to wear today?" The maid in charge of tying Jiang You's hair was smoothed. She didn't dare to make her own decision and asked Jiang You's opinion in a low voice.
Maybe it's because being a heroine brings some hidden benefits. The original heroine was an unpopular little transparent person in the Jiang family. She didn't have enough to eat and didn't work enough. She should have been malnourished and was skinny and rough.
However, with the blessing of the heroine's halo, Jiang is thin but not fat. There is only a thin layer of calluses on her hands that have been working all year round. Her hair is black and smooth. Even if she does not apply hair oil, it will not dry out and become tangled, and her hair is proud.
If you were born in modern times, there would be many bald stars who would be envious and jealous.
"Keep it simple, don't put too many hair accessories." Jiang You refused to put all hairpins and hairpins on his head. Yesterday, in addition to the phoenix crown, there were many hairpins and hairpins on his head. They were heavy and complicated, and they could catch something accidentally.
It makes my scalp hurt.
There is already a lot of hair, and if it is all tied up on the head, it already weighs a lot. If you add heavy jewelry, it is simply torture.
Jiang You would not embarrass herself, and her bun made it easy for the maid to tie it up without making it too complicated.
The maid thought for a while and gave her a simple, beautiful and smart hairstyle, which was very suitable for her age. But it was not consistent with her status, and the title of princess could not be suppressed.
However, Jiang is young and is indeed not suitable for complicated and thick buns. It will look old-fashioned and look like a child sneaking into adults' clothes, which is even more ridiculous.
Just as Jiang You finished washing up and changing clothes, Yan Zhantian came over.
He changed into regular clothes, but he still had an excellent figure with broad shoulders and narrow waist, as tall as a pine tree, and majestic. The black mask with weird lines covering his face diluted his righteousness a bit.
"You're up already? Just in time, don't keep our ancestors waiting."
Yan Zhantian looked at Jiang Youqing carefully. He had already learned about her life experience from Yan Shiqi's mouth. They were both daughters of the Jiang family. Her biological mother had passed away, her aunt was not happy, her biological father was indifferent, and her servants
He was bullied overtly and covertly, and he had to do a lot of work every day, but he didn't have enough to eat.
Yan Zhantian has been on the battlefield for many years and has seen many refugees and orphans. His heart is as hard as iron. Hearing what happened to Jiang You, he couldn't help but feel sad. But after seeing her in person, it was difficult to separate her from the little one Yan Shiqi mentioned.
Pity linked together.
She is not a little pitiful person, she is an overlord. Which little pitiful person dares to kick the King of War out of bed on his wedding night and make him sleep on the floor?