"What, isn't this dress pretty good?" Osmanthus looked down at the dress on her body, but she couldn't help but be stunned.

It's obviously the clothes that I changed into yesterday, why are there so many pleats in a blink of an eye?

As soon as Ling Chenyi went out, Mama Zhao got into the carriage, "Second Miss, the old slave is here to serve you to change your clothes." ”

Although Mama Zhao has been in the back carriage for more than ten days, she will not come over every day except for resting to help Osmanthus change her clothes and wash up, but Osmanthus also feels it.

This Mama Zhao is really an old mother, whether it is dressing and matching, or eating and washing, she has to come according to her requirements, if she doesn't listen to her, she will find Ling Chenyi, and the last one who bows her head must be osmanthus.

As soon as she saw Mama Zhao coming in, Osmanthus understood that she had no chance to resist, so she simply nodded obediently, and Mama Zhao matched her clothes, and then obediently cleaned her face with the warm water sent in from outside.

Taking advantage of Mama Zhao's time to fix her hair, Osmanthus couldn't help but ask: "Mama, after we enter the city, will you follow me to live in the inn, or will you follow the prince to their mansion?" ”

"The inn?" Mama Zhao was obviously taken aback by Osmanthus's words, and couldn't help but ask: "Second Miss, who said you want to stay in the guest house?" ”

Mama Zhao's reaction made Osmanthus's heart chuckle, could it be that she really wanted to ......

"Second Miss, didn't the prince tell you? You live in the Ling Mansion with him, and the place where you live should have been cleaned up by this time. Mama Zhao said as she combed her hair for osmanthus.

Even though Osmanthus was full of shock at this moment, she still noticed that Mama Zhao combed her hairstyle today was a little special, and it seemed to be ...... It's solemn.

"Mama Zhao, don't you think there's something wrong with today's hairstyle? It doesn't seem to match my temperament! Osmanthus raised her hand and touched her hair, combing it was very beautiful, but it was not convenient at all.

"Second Miss, let's go directly to the Ling Mansion later, and when the time comes, you can think about what the old slave told you before." Mama Zhao's tone suddenly became very cautious, and she seemed to be a little nervous.

Through the bronze mirror, osmanthus glanced at Mama Zhao, and a small heart seemed to be lifted again.

Along the way, as long as she and Mama Zhao are alone, Mama Zhao will always talk to herself about some etiquette rules or something.

Osmanthus knew in her heart that she was preparing for entering Beijing, but subconsciously she still wanted to choose to escape.

But now it seems that there is no way out, if Ling Chenyi has really arranged a room and let him live in the Ling Mansion, then it means that the etiquette rules or something are completely inescapable.

The good mood that could have been in Beijing suddenly became very low.

Mama Zhao thought that Osmanthus had listened to her words, and she came steadily, and she was finally slightly relieved, but she continued to talk about some key points of etiquette and rules.

It is said that it is a grinding gun, even if it is not fast, but it is not just looking at it.

When the convoy moved again, Ling Chenyi did not get into the carriage, but rode a horse and led the way in front of the convoy.

Looking at the man's dashing back, Osmanthus only felt that her heart trembled, and her whole body seemed to be overpowered.

Especially thinking of the past ten days, the man has taken almost meticulous and gentle care of himself, and Osmanthus's face is even more uncontrollable.

It's just that when she thought that she was going to Ling Mansion later, her heart instantly fell from the hot oil pot into the ice cellar, and she couldn't lift her mood.

"Brother Liu, I'm tired of parking, I want to talk to the prince about something." Osmanthus couldn't help it, and opened her mouth to call such a sentence.