Crossing the World: This Prince is a Little Sweet

Fireworks followed Chu Xi from the moment he set foot in the town until he returned to the Prime Minister's Mansion.

He then returned to the palace to report and explained the whole situation to Yan Jingshuo.

"Prime Minister Chu's daughter, Chu Xi."

Yan Jingshuo stood with his hands behind his back and listened to Yan Huo's words.

The corners of his mouth rose slightly unconsciously. It seemed that his fiancée was not simple.

"Miss, how about you wear this to the party?"

Shaoyao was holding a moth-yellow tasseled skirt and gesturing in front of Chu Xi, trying to choose a nice outfit for tonight's banquet.

Chu Xi took a look and rejected it directly. Looking at the girl who was more excited than himself, Chu Xi had an expression of despair.

As a modern person, she has also watched palace fighting dramas. She knows that serving the emperor is like serving a tiger. A woman who can become an emperor will only be more ruthless, otherwise her position will be unstable.

Shaoyao was still picking and choosing among a pile of clothes in front of the closet.

Chu Xi pointed directly at a light pink long skirt and said, let’s take this one.

Shaoyao picked up the long skirt, looked at it from left to right, and said with disgust:

“Miss, this dress is too plain, without any decoration.

How can this girl compete with other young ladies from official families?"

Peony was worried sick.

"What's the point of comparing this to? Do I have to dress up like a peacock?

Besides, I have no interest in participating in this event."

Chu Xi nodded at Shaoyao's wooden head angrily.

After changing clothes, Chu Xi asked Shaoyao to help her with makeup.

Shaoyao also put a lot of effort into it, fiddling with Chu Xi's face for a long time, and when Chu Xi opened his eyes, he was shocked.

"Who is this ugly thing in the mirror?"

Chu Xi's voice was trembling a little, his eyes were wide open, and he seemed to be frightened.

"Miss, this is you, this is the makeup for formal occasions.

I also specifically consulted the aunt next to the lady. "

Chu Xi was convinced.

The painting looked like a layer of white paint was applied directly on the face. It felt like as long as the corners of my lips slightly raised, the two pounds of flour on my face would fall off like snow.

And what's that big red circle in the middle of the face?

Then paint a little red in the middle of the mouth.

Is this a pout?

Ah...mouth pouting...???

Zi Yi almost couldn't help laughing out loud.

Chu Xi had no choice but to ask Shaoyao to fetch a basin of water.

Peony still wanted to struggle, but she still went to fetch water obediently.

After Chu Xi washed herself, she just lightly made up her eyebrows and eyes, and just painted her mouth a little red.

It is very elegant and fresh, and paired with the pink long skirt, it makes me look confident and graceful.

"Wow...Miss, you are so awesome"

Shaoyao's eyes lit up, her lady was indeed the most beautiful.

In this way, Chu Xi and Zi Yi got on the carriage to the palace.

Why would Shaoyao cry? It was because she didn't know martial arts and she would be a burden if she went there.

When the carriage was halfway through its journey, it suddenly braked to a stop.

The horse raised its front hooves in shock, and Chu Xi was startled.

How badly does the person behind this want to kill me?

He even dared to take action on the way to the palace. It seems that his background is not simple.

Lifting the curtain, I saw a row of men in black holding knives standing in front of the carriage.

Seeing this, Zi Yi immediately stood in front of Chu Xi, ready to fight at any time.

Suddenly, a low-key yet luxurious carriage slowly stopped next to Chu Xi's carriage.

The carriage was made of black nanmu wood, as black as ink, and inlaid with gems, which looked very grand.

The breeze gently blew up the black gauze curtain on the carriage, and the people in the carriage were looming.

What Chu Xi saw was a man wearing a golden mask. His cold phoenix eyes glanced at Chu Xi and then turned away.

"Qingfeng..."

The voice was cold and calm.