Dressed in ancient times to be a master of women's clothing

Putting on light night clothes without the restraint of women's clothes, Song Yu was as light as a swallow, shuttled freely on the eaves, and found that the Yaoyue Pavilion was not as quiet as before, and it turned out that Song Yuyun actually lived in it.

With the opportunity to live in the palace, Song Yuyun naturally didn't want to go back to the palace. After all, she and King Fusui are not father and daughter without a little grudge.

However, she only used Yaoyuexuan as a foothold for the time being, thinking that she would soon be able to live in the womb of the crown prince, but it was temporarily canceled, and the wedding, which has not been discussed yet, made her have to come back here again.

Becoming the laughing stock of the dignitaries, bearing the ridicule of being a broom star and being divorced for the second time, Song Yuyun's anger also spread to this usually peaceful Xiaoxuan.

In the luxurious and magnificent sleeping hall remodeled by her, there was a row of trembling maidservants kneeling, among them were Bi Yuan and Li Xiang.

"A group of idiots, didn't you see that the princess is in a bad mood? No one knows how to pour me water and make me happy. What's the use of you? Drag them all out and stick them to death. I don't have any eyesight! "

Bi Yuan immediately got up to pour tea, Song Yuyun angrily threw the useless wedding dress on the table in front of her, and pointed casually, "You, bring the scissors!"

Li Xiang was startled, and staggered to find the scissors for her. Song Yuyun began to cut off the wedding dress as if venting her anger, "Damn Yin Huaiyu, dare to let me down, don't think you are so great, I don't want to marry anymore! You really think you Can be the emperor? Even the annoying Yin Fan is better than you! I—"

The rebellious curses stopped abruptly, and Song Yuyun suddenly made a decision at this moment.

Looking at the bright and luxurious wedding dress in her hand that was cut to pieces by herself, she inevitably recalled the matter of cutting up the fake wedding dress before, and resented Song Yulai again.

He is obviously a man, but he is doing vile things like a vixen to seduce men. If it weren't for him, Yin Huaiyu wouldn't die and refuse to marry her.

A wave of resentment and anger welled up in her heart again. Song Yuyun glanced at Li Xiang in front of her, and naturally recognized that she was the maid who served Song Yu and had been taken care of by him. Her eyes turned cold, and the sharp scissors in her hand suddenly slammed into her arm. Upper bar.

"Hmph, you dog slave, you can't even recognize your real master, you deserve to die!"

"Ah——" Lixiang screamed, bead-sized beads of sweat fell from her forehead, and the blood on her arm seeped out, staining a large piece of fabric red.

Biyuan was startled, and stepped forward to block Li Xiang, dragged her to kneel down together, kowtowed her head loudly, and said in a hoarse voice, "Princess, princess please be kind, she is still young and doesn't understand anything, Forget about the past, forgive her."

"Heh, she's still young, what about you? You should understand, right? Don't you also fail to recognize Master?" Song Yuyun stared at her fair face and slapped her hard.

Bi Yuan's cheeks were in hot pain, but he didn't even dare to cry out.

The other maidservants were so frightened that they shed tears, the sound of crying and crying, and the dripping blood made Song Yuyun panic, closed her eyes in annoyance, and threw the blood-stained scissors on the ground.

"It's disgusting, get out of here."

All the maids breathed a sigh of relief, and left her bedroom as if they had escaped a catastrophe.

Song Yu on the eaves saw two familiar people appearing in the yard, smiled slightly, jumped down, and said lightly, "Look who I am."

In fact, before, everyone tacitly had the answer to his identity, so Song Yu didn't deliberately conceal it at this time.

A strong smell of blood came to his nose, and Song Yu was surprised to meet Shang Lixiang's pale round face.

Bi Yuan supported her, looked at Song Yu in surprise, shook his head in disbelief, and suddenly his eyes turned red, "Princess, no, no, it's the master, the master is back?"

"What's wrong with Lixiang?" Song Yu saw the bloody gash on her arm, then saw the slap print on Biyuan's face, frowned and glanced at Song Yuyun's room: "Is it her?"

Song Yu took a deep breath, and his heart became more and more calm. He took the medicine from the crown prince's warehouse with ease, and carefully applied the medicine and bandaged the two of them. While listening to Bi Yuan explaining the ins and outs clearly, a wave of pain arose in his heart. unfamiliar emotions.

He was almost never angry with women, but Song Yuyun was an exception, and when he thought that the person she coveted was Yin Huaiyu, he became even more angry.

Seeing Song Yu's attire, knowing that he returned to Yin Huaiyu's side after a life-and-death crisis, Biyuan sighed, fearing that he would take revenge for them.

"Master, don't be angry, we have served the princess in the palace since we were young, and we can adapt to her temperament. It's just...the two of us are like this now, there is no way to help you take care of the business of Yusongfang."

"Silly, business is not important. As long as people are fine, even if they go bankrupt, I will admit it." Song Yu hadn't cared about her career for a long time, and Song Yu was already mentally prepared for the worst, but she shook his head.

"Yu Songfang is still as popular as before. After all, there are Aunt Ruan in charge, the young master's family is on the lookout, and the masters of the Wulin League are looking after it. Don't talk about this, after all, this place is now the site of the princess. You must not let her know You are in the palace."

Li Xiang's wound healed a bit, she had the strength to speak, and she wrinkled her face seriously: "If the prince finds out that you are not here, he will definitely be angry."

"can you?"

Bi Yuan nodded, and Song Yu also recalled that Yin Huaiyu said that he would come back to surprise him, so he immediately went back to his bedroom.

Taking off his coat, lying on the big bed full of Yin Huaiyu's breath, Song Yu rolled a few times, closed his eyes and rested, expecting the person in his mind to come back, his heart was full and hot, as if something was about to overflow As if coming, the mood is also extraordinarily calm, hovering on the edge of sleep.

When a wet and warm kiss landed on his lips to harass him, Song Yucai woke up in a daze.

Facing Yin Huaiyu's clear pupils so close at hand, Song Yu suddenly revealed a strange and warm joy, a sense of completeness that two pieces of the jigsaw puzzle were smoothly put together, and gradually got used to the intimacy with him.

"Back? What kind of surprise are you talking about?"

Yin Huaiyu licked the corners of his lips, as if reminiscing about the kiss just now, or maybe he was nervous for a moment, took out a red wedding dress with gold trim from the cabinet, slowly unfolded it, with fluttering tassels, smart and luxurious.

That day, when Song Yu and Yin Fan were about to get married, they had worn this wedding dress.After Yin Huaiyu saw it, he could never forget the amazement at that time.

From then on, not only did no wedding dress feel worthy of him, but also no one could fall into his eyes like Song Yu.

Song Yu also recognized this wedding dress, but this wedding dress was a little different, as if it had been cut to pieces before it was repaired with gold thread.

However, the embroiderer's craftsmanship is superb, and he also likes the modified beauty at this time.

"At that time, I made up my mind that you must wear this wedding dress to marry me. Today is our big wedding day, and I don't want to give up for other reasons anyway, but—" Yin Huaiyu paused, "It's a pity What's more, you are a man now, but this wedding dress is for a woman."

Judging from the current situation, it is almost impossible for him to give Song Yu a wedding in a fair manner.

But ever since meeting Song Yu again, the thought of marrying him immediately in Yin Huaiyu's mind has never stopped for a moment.

Song Yu sized her up and gestured to herself, "Then I'll try to be a real bride, right? Don't worry, I won't feel uncomfortable..."

Because he was forced to dress up as a woman at the beginning, he naturally had certain obstacles in his heart, which was what Yin Huaiyu hesitated, but after a long period of disguising, Song Yu was relieved, because he knew that Yin Huaiyu liked his people and had nothing to do with her. gender.