Chapter 72
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Li Qiushui looked at Murong Qiqi with a complicated expression. After a long time, she said, "Qiqi, you're already so big …"
"Mother …"
Finally seeing the birth mother of this body, Li Qiushui, the question mark in Murong Qiqi's heart turned into one of confusion. She didn't look like Li Qiushui at all!
She didn't look like Murong Tai or Li Qiushui! Then who was she? What other secrets were hidden in this body? Could it be that she looked like her paternal or maternal grandparents? There seemed to be such a case, but it was rare.
"Qiqi, can I put your hair up for you?" Li Qiushui didn't know what Murong Qiqi was thinking, so she asked gently.
"Okay!"
Li Qiushui came to Murong Qiqi's back and carefully combed her hair. Once, twice, thrice … Li Qiushui's tears flowed down and fell into Murong Qiqi's black hair, drowning them in the black waves.
"Shui 'er, Qiqi is all grown up now. We must be happy! Be happy! "Murong Tai saw his wife's excitement and quickly comforted her.
"I know. I just didn't expect time to pass so quickly. It's been sixteen years … "
After Murong Qiqi's hair was put up, Li Qiushui took a white jade hairpin and inserted it into her hair.
"The ceremony is complete!" The ceremonial official announced. Murong Qiqi stood up with a round of applause to celebrate her coming of age. Hair up made her an 'adult' in this world.
At night, Murong Qiqi went through the gifts she received in her room. She didn't expect to receive five hairpins for her coming of age.
The emerald hairpin was a gift from Li Yunqing, the blue fluorite hairpin was a gift from Shangguan Wuji, Longze Jingtian gave him a red coral hairpin, and Mingyue Cheng's hairpin was made of amethyst. Although the hairpins given by the four of them were not made by the Tong Bao House, they were still valuable.
Feng Cang was the only one who gave him an ordinary silver hairpin.
"Miss, His Highness is usually so generous. Why is his gift so ordinary?" Su Mei looked at the silver hairpin but couldn't see anything special about it. She only knew that it had been around for a long time, and because the silver was not as shiny, it looked a little dull.
"This hairpin must be of great significance! If I'm not wrong, this hairpin belongs to his mother, Princess Mingyue. "" Qingqing, you really know me well! "Just as Murong Qiqi finished speaking, the door was pushed open and Feng Cang appeared.
"Your Highness, why are you here?" Murong Qiqi was surprised. It was a dark and windy night. Feng Cang had appeared in her Bamboo Garden. He definitely did not come from the main gate. Could it be —
"Qingqing, you guessed correctly. I climbed over the wall."
Feng Cang walked into Murong Qiqi's room confidently and looked around. "Qingqing's room doesn't have that tacky smell of makeup. That's good! This is good! "
Feng Cang's sudden appearance in the middle of the night was definitely not to chat. Murong Qiqi gestured for Su Mei to make tea and Su Yue to prepare some snacks while she sat opposite Feng Cang.
"Your Highness, you still haven't answered my question. It's so late. What are you doing here?"
"I miss you …" Feng Cang said faintly. Su Mei, who was pouring tea for her, almost spilled the tea over the rim of her cup.
"Haha …" Murong Qiqi chuckled awkwardly. Weren't the ancients all reserved and reserved? Why was this Southern Lin Duke so different? He had barged into her room before the wedding. If others found out, they would drown in their spittle about etiquette and morality. But he didn't seem to mind at all.
Seeing Murong Qiqi's expression, Feng Cang's eyes darkened. There was a hint of resentment in his words. "It seems like Qingqing doesn't miss me at all! To think that I miss you so much that I can't sleep at night and I can't even taste food … "
"Ahem!" Su Mei and Su Yue completely broke down. Their faces were completely red. How could the future son-in-law speak so boldly? It was said that the people of the North Zhou Dynasty were simple and honest. Did they all confess like this? Wouldn't that be too embarrassing?
"Both of you can leave first!"
Murong Qiqi waved her hand, and Su Mei and Su Yue immediately left after receiving the order. It was as if there was a plague in the room that they could not avoid.
"Qingqing still has me in her heart, so I purposely sent them away."
Feng Cang smiled as he came to Murong Qiqi's side and pulled out the white jade hairpin in her hair. "Today is Qingqing's coming of age ceremony. I only wanted to do Qingqing's hair."
Before Murong Qiqi could refuse, a comb appeared in Feng Cang's hand and he gently combed Murong Qiqi's hair. His movements were smooth and it didn't seem like his first time. Could it be that he had done this to someone else before?
"When I was young, I often saw my father doing my mother's hair. I was very puzzled at that time. My mother had many servants, so why did my father have to do it himself?
"I found an opportunity to ask my father about it. I still remember how my mother blushed when she heard it and locked me and my father outside the door. But my father carried me and told me that when you grow up and find someone you love, you will be able to experience the joy of it. "
Feng Cang spoke slowly as Murong Qiqi listened quietly. The room quieted down and the atmosphere was unusually harmonious. Murong Qiqi's hair was thick and silky, like the finest silk. It lay quietly in Feng Cang's hands, enjoying his gentleness.
"Your Highness, you must have someone you love. That's why you're so skilled." Murong Qiqi lowered her head and hid her hands in her sleeves.
Did he say these words to make her retreat in the face of difficulties? He had someone he loved and wanted to do his hair for, so he was using such a subtle method to tell her not to interfere with their relationship?
"Don't worry, Your Highness! Although I am a woman, I know that I should follow my husband when I marry. Even if I have the title of Princess, it's just a temporary measure to unite the two countries through marriage. When people gradually forget about this, I will give the title of Princess to Your Highness's beloved woman and grant you both your blessings! "
"Crack —" Hearing this, the wooden comb in Feng Cang's hand was snapped in half by his strength.
What did she say? Help him and his sweetheart be together? Did she think that he was two-faced and that there was another woman living in his heart? Grant? These two words were so easily thrown out by her, and she said it so carefreely. What exactly was this little woman thinking in her head? Or did she already have someone she loved and couldn't wait to leave him?
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