C26 Equipment for Dragon Suit

Yun Zihao ignored her and just tightly held her hand, pulling her all the way until they reached the Lantern Garden, Crown Princess's chambers, before he let go.

"Your servant greets the crown prince, Crown Princess." Lyu Xiu greeted them with slight fear. For someone as nimble as her, she could tell that the atmosphere was a bit cold just by looking at the expressions of her two masters.

"Give Crown Princess a change of clothes, and change into this martial arts set." Yun Zihao stood with his hands behind his back and said with a cold tone.

Jing Xiaotong lowered her head to look at her clothes. She was very beautiful, but she really liked it. Why did she look like such a rascal in his eyes? Damn it!

Aren't you just a crown prince? You're a person who looks down on me, yet you look down on my clothes. You say that you're a crown prince of a country after all.

"What are you waiting for? Hurry up and go change it." Yun Zihao's expression was cold, his voice was not loud, but it carried a sense of authority that couldn't be refused.

Jing Xiaotong didn't dare to refuse him. After all, he was the crown prince. Even if she had to obey his orders, it wouldn't be an easy task for him.

"Heh, can it be that you want to admire this princess taking off her clothes to change her makeup? This princess does not know that Crown Prince Yun actually has such a hobby.

Jing Xiaotong imitated him by putting her hands behind her back, and she could not wait to lift her head to the sky and use all the words and phrases that she could think of, whether they were appropriate or not.

Since they couldn't beat him in a fight and had no choice but to trade blows, then they could only provoke him with their words.

Yun Zihao didn't say anything, he just walked forward and sat at the head seat in the room.

Lyu Xiu brought over a magnificent and dignified Crown Princess Palace attire. She stood there trembling as she looked at the two masters at a loss for words.

Jing Xiaotong saw that Yun Zihao didn't seem to want to leave, so she opened her arms and sincerely wanted to disgust him. "Lyu Xiu, come, help me change."

Lyu Xiu had no choice but to pass the clothes to Chunzhi. Afterwards, she took off Jing Xiaotong's clothes, leaving only her undergarment and underpants, and helped her put on the palace dress. Yun Zihao didn't even glance at her once.

"Alright." Jing Xiaotong said snappily after changing her clothes.

"What about hair? Do you still need me to teach you? " Yun Zihao roared.

"Your Highness, please calm your anger. Your servant will dress Crown Princess right away." Lyu Xiu was so frightened that her whole body trembled. Her face turned red. She hurriedly walked forward and held Jing Xiaotong's arm, walking towards the dressing table.

Jing Xiaotong gouged out Yun Zihao with all her might. She hated him so much that her teeth itched. Seeing that I can't bear to look at him, can't you not look at me? See how good his little white flower is, that slut is pretentious.

Jing Xiaotong, who sat in front of the dressing table with a worried expression, was not as worried when she saw her own beautiful appearance in the mirror. With a glance, she saw the painting of Nan Mingcheng in the bamboo tube. A knowing smile appeared on her face. She told herself to be like Nan Mingcheng, always maintaining a smile like the spring wind no matter what time.

It was hard for Yun Zihao to hide his domineering attitude as he sat on the main seat. Out of the corner of his eyes, he saw her smile from anger to helplessness. He was also surprised that a person's expression could change instantly just like hers.

He was the crown prince of a country, and the sense of inferiority in his bones prevented him from obtaining her consent. Without hesitation, Yun Zihao stretched out his hand to retrieve something from the air and the scroll flew into his hands.

Seeing the picture scroll fly towards Yun Zihao's hand, she was so shocked that an egg could almost be stuffed into her mouth. While being surprised by Yun Zihao's profound martial arts, she quickly reacted. Yun Zihao stole her painting.

In the society ruled by law in the twenty-first century, human rights and freedoms were revered. She instantly became unhappy and angrily scolded, "Is there someone as despicable as you? You took my things without my permission."

Poor Lyu Xiu was scared out of her wits. Her hand that held the wooden brush was already trembling. She thought to herself that all the gods should protect the Crown Prince from getting angry, let alone from getting angry at her.

Yun Zihao opened the picture scroll, Nan Mingcheng, who was wearing a white robe, was sitting on the horse with a smile on his face.

"Sir Mo is unparalleled like jade."

Looking at Nan Mingcheng's portrait, Yun Zihao's expression was cold, as calm as ever. He reached out his hand to rub it, and the scroll turned into a pile of rotten paper in his hand. He held it in one hand, opened it up and turned it into a pile of dust on the ground, and it disappeared without a trace.

Jing Xiaotong's eyes were wide open as she looked at the portrait of the one she loved vanish into thin air. She was furious. In her previous life, she hated people taking her things without her permission the most, let alone destroying them.

She jumped up from the chair on the dressing table and ran towards him. She stretched out her hands to grab his neck, but Yun Zihao grabbed her hands. Jing Xiaotong, who was controlled by Yun Zihao, was completely mad.

"Yun Zihao, your soul is still weak. Did I provoke you? Why do you insist on going against me? What right do you have to destroy my things? Who gave you the right?" Jing Xiaotong struggled with her hands as she shouted at him.

"Are you that great to be the crown prince? Can you easily dictate the fate of others? Am I not a fucking human? I don't deserve human rights, do I? "Let me tell you, if you were not born in the emperor's house, you are nothing. You are just a fart, a big fart."

What does it have to do with you to marry Dongfang Zhiyue to be your Crown Princess? Why do you have to look at me all the time? I'm even more wronged than you, I'm a f * cking victim too, okay? Who cares about your Crown Princess.

"Let me go, I don't want to mess with you. Don't look at me if you hate me, OK? I'll trouble you to scram from the Lantern Garden right now. "

Jing Xiaotong finished her sentence in one breath. Her anger had also dissipated by half. After struggling for a long time, she still could not get rid of her anger. She panted as she turned her head away, no longer looking at him. She didn't believe that he would dare to kill her. She was the princess of Dunhuang Country, and was also his wife at the moment. Killing her would be the same as tearing down his relationship with Dunhuang Country, and he would even be charged with the murder of his wife.

Lyu Xiu quickly went forward and knelt on the ground. Her head was lowered so that her face could not be seen. She didn't even dare to shed tears. She only dared to secretly look around in her eyes. The two of them were definitely going to die this time.

"Are you done scolding? If you have enough of cursing, go back and sit down and comb your hair, don't delay the 'Moon Sacrifice Codex'. " Yun Zihao let go of her hand and didn't even look at her. He said it slowly, he just thought she was farting.

"Return my portrait." Seeing that Yun Zihao did not get angry, her anger also subsided and her tone became a lot better.

"How could Crown Princess from my sect have a portrait of another man?" Yun Zihao said slowly without giving her a glance.

"Aggressive. Hmph. If worse comes to worse, I'll just paint again. It's just a small matter. Tsk." Jing Xiaotong looked disgusted as she sat back in front of the dressing table. His eyes did not forget to flip over Jingshi's eyes.

"If you draw any more, I will cripple your hand. Does this palace remember someone saying that the ghosts of my Yun Family will be the ones who die?"

Yun Zihao's meaning was very clear. He meant that she was his wife and a member of his Yun Family. No matter what he wanted to do, he would allow him to say what he wanted.

Yun Zihao's neither cold nor hot domineering words entered her ears. Jing Xiaotong closed her eyes angrily, as if she didn't need to hear his words when she closed her eyes. She indicated that she would go crazy if she continued to stay by his side.

Who was Jing Xiaotong? She was a demon that wouldn't admit defeat even if she was beaten to death. Duck was dead, but her mouth was still firm. When she opened her eyes, her eyes were clear and bright.

I think the one who is at a disadvantage will be the one to suffer. I actually want to see that little white flower enter the crown prince's mansion with no reason, and only enter after three years of absence. By then, the little white flower might have already become an old daylily. "Nan Mingcheng, f * ck, I love you so much. This contract is simply tailor-made for me. It's too suitable."

Jing Xiaotong bared her teeth in the mirror with a happy expression and whistled happily at the end.

"Lyu Xiu, you made me look so beautiful. I'll make you all angry." After Jing Xiaotong finished her speech, she did not forget to smile charmingly at herself in the mirror.

Yun Zihao sat in silence. He did not want to argue with her anymore. It was up to her to decide whether or not he would leave.

Seeing that the crown prince was not about to get angry, Lyu Xiu's little heart finally returned to her seat. She quickly got up and continued to comb Jing Xiaotong's hair, afraid that she would be affected by the crown prince's bad luck.

Jing Xiaotong looked at her reflection in the mirror and said faintly: "This Yun Country woman is so ugly with her hair in a bun, she looks old."

She knew that Master did not find her bun attractive at all. It was obvious that the bun made her even more beautiful than before, and she just wanted to disgust the crown prince, so she said that Yun Country had made her bun. Lyu Xiu did not dare to make a sound.

"Your Highness, Crown Princess is ready."

Yun Zihao stood up from his seat and walked towards the door without even looking at her. He said, "Let's go."

Jing Xiaotong stood up and obediently followed behind him. After leaving the door, she made a face at his back. Since she couldn't resist, she might as well learn to enjoy herself.

She followed him into the carriage, not bothering to ask where they were going, not wanting to talk to him at all.

The woman who always sat beside him in the carriage was Dongfang Zhiyue. At this moment, she really didn't want to sit next to him.

"Your Crown Prince's Palace should have more than one carriage, right? Arrange another for me." Jing Xiaotong turned her head to Yun Zihao's side and asked in a low voice.

"If you don't want to sit in the carriage, you can choose to follow." Yun Zihao said lightly as he took out a book from the drawer, ignoring Jing Xiaotong.

Jing Xiaotong gouged out a glance at the side of his face, then opened the curtain and looked out at the quaint building that was drifting back from the window.

At the moment, she was not in the mood to admire the scenery on the roadside. Watching the crowd on the road, she felt like a passerby, not knowing where she had come from or where she was going to go.

The feeling of not belonging in her heart became even stronger. It was lonely and lonely, and it rushed up to her heart. She instantly felt her nose sour, and her eyes seemed to be filled with tears.

Yun Zihao looked at the side of her face and saw the tears welling up at the corners of her eyes. He was stunned for a moment before his eyes returned to the book.