Jinmu Qingli

"Tomorrow is Sunday." JoeVen walked to the door and said abruptly.

"What?" Mu Qingli lazily leaned against the head of the bed, squinting at JoeVen.

"Going to church."

"Oh."

JoeVen turned his head, frowned and looked at Mu Qingli who looked lazy and indifferent, "King and Bess will also go."

As soon as Mu Qingli heard that the king was going, she sat up suddenly from the bed, her eyes glowed, and she smiled excitedly: "I'll go! I'll go! I'll go!"

JoeVen raised an inexplicable smile on the corner of his mouth, "If you go, you have to listen to me every day."

Listen to him? "Well, you can do whatever you want." Mu Qingli laughed like a dog, as long as she had the chance to meet the current Yu Jinxian, she could say anything.

So the next day------

Mu Qingli looked at Joe Ven who was holding a skirt by the bed with a dazed expression on his face.

"Get up soon, it will be eight o'clock in four or ten minutes." JoeVen shook his hands at the pink princess dress and the long golden wavy wig.

Mu Qingli stared blankly at the things in JoeVen's hands, pointed at the skirt with trembling fingers, and asked in disbelief, "You...won't you tell me to wear this dress to church?"

"Well, what's the matter?" JoeVen looked at Mu Qingli calmly, and came to him when he saw Mu Qingli pulling the quilt to cover his body with all his might, "Didn't you say that king likes women, you are going to have children now , and then dress up as a woman, the chances of letting him see you will be higher."

"You are so amazing!" Mu Qingli pursed his lips, but there was nothing he could do about it, so he simply got up and let JoeVen take off his clothes, put on the noble princess dress, and put the wig on his back. On the head, Ren JoeVen made him a socialite and lady.

"Sit down." JoeVen took the comb on the tray, and pulled up Mu Qingli's blond curly hair one by one.

Mu Qingli looked at JoeVen with a serious face through the glass window, there was no trace of joke in those ice blue eyes, and his face was focused on the matter at hand.Mu Qingli stared blankly at JoeVen who was pulling his hair up like this, feeling a warm current in his heart.

"I never thought you could tie your hair up." Mu Qingli said with a light smile.

JoeVen raised his eyes and looked straight into Mu Qingli's dark pupils through the glass. He responded lightly, put down the comb, picked up the swan crown on the tray, and put it carefully into his hair.

Mu Qingli stood up, and slowly approached the tall glass window, the outside sun shone in, her golden hair was pulled up high, revealing her fair and slender neck, with a ruby ​​bow of the same color as the skirt on her neck , the bulging skirt dragged the floor, and the swan crown on the top of the head was shining in the sun. It was colorful and beautiful. The face in the mirror was so beautiful at the moment, and the cinnabar mole under the left eye, which resembled a tear mole, was even more beautiful. Adds charm to a small and fair face.

JoeVen handed over a folding fan with white feathers and diamond tassels.

"This is me...?" Mu Qingli took the folding fan in a daze, unable to look away at the person in the mirror. JoeVen stood behind Mu Qing, looked at the beauty in the mirror together, and responded with a faint smile at the corner of his mouth.

"I'm going out like this... I'm still not used to it... I've never worn women's clothing before..." Mu Qingli looked at JoeVen nervously, seeming a little incoherent.

"My princess, let's go?" JoeVen bent down with a smile, making a gentlemanly gesture.Mu Qingli put his hand into Joe Ven's, and the diamond ring on the finger of his left hand gleamed.

"Ouch fog grass!"

"What's the matter?" JoeVen turned his head to look at Mu Qingli who was grinning with confusion, and asked worriedly.

"I... these high heels are too weird..." Mu Qingli knelt down and covered his feet with his hands, almost spraining them.

JoeVen followed and squatted down, the black tuxedo dropped to the ground, and he raised Mu Qingli's head with white gloves on his hands, and his cold voice flowed into Mu Qingli's ears: "Don't lower your head, the crown will fall off."

"But I can't wear high heels!"

JoeVen pursed his lips, turned his back, and pointed his finger at his back, "I'll carry you."

Mu Qingli pursed his lipsticked lips, looked at the stupefied young man in front of him with some amusement from the corners of his mouth, and climbed onto his back with a smile, "This is the first time I've been carried away."

"Then wouldn't I be honored?" JoeVen opened the door and went downstairs to the carriage.