Eight years later, in the sixteenth year of Liuyi, it was February 15th.

The fifteenth birthday of the second son of Prince Ying and the princess.

The fifteenth day of February this year is the day for the little princess of King Ying to leave the palace as an adult.

Prince Ying's palace organized a birthday banquet for his dragon and phoenix twins with great fanfare, and everyone in the palace was as busy as a swarm of ants on a hot pot.

However, Zhai Qiying, as the heroine, hid in her boudoir, sat in front of the dressing table, painted her eyebrows and lips, and had a great time.

"Ying'er!" In Zhai Qiying's Hanying Courtyard, a beautiful woman wearing dark red light-colored clothes walked up.

It was obviously a cold day in February, but the beautiful woman was wearing thin clothes. She was not afraid of the cold wind.

But looking at her graceful figure, she is beautiful and enchanting, and her every move is full of charm. She looks like a young girl in her twenties or fourteen, with a slight smile and full of charm.

Zhai Qiying's boudoir was pulled open by the owner, and a beautiful and refined little face was revealed.

"Mother's Ying'er is the most beautiful woman in the world." Youruo walked up to Zhai Qiying and gently scratched Ying'er's tender little face with her fingertips.

Ying'er smiled like a flower and hugged her mother's arm, "My mother always teases Ying'er. If we say who is the most beautiful woman in the world, who dares to steal my mother's limelight?"

You Ruo shook her head and patted Ying'er's little hand with both hands, "Have you never heard of the saying that it is better to be better than someone who is good at learning? You are my mother's daughter, so you are better than my mother."

"Mom is disgusting!" Ying'er stared at her mother. Even though her glory days had passed, the years had never left any trace on her mother's face.

Her skin is as white as snow, her brows are high, her red lips and white teeth are bright and attractive. Coupled with the baptism of time, my mother has a mature charm that she never had, and her beauty is clear and enchanting.

If Zhai Qiying’s idol is anyone in the world, it is definitely her mother!

"Today is the day you leave the palace. Mother is here to tie your hair according to etiquette and custom." You Ruo took Ying'er and sat in front of the bronze mirror.

Youruo asked Zhai Xiying for advice on the skill of hair binding. Usually Youruo's three thousand black hairs were tied by Zhai Xiying for her, but today if Youruo wants to twist her daughter's hair, she has studied it for a long time.

On her daughter's wedding day, You Ruo certainly hopes that Ying'er will be beautiful.

"Mother, do you really know how to tie your hair?" Ying'er raised her eyebrows suspiciously, sitting in front of the bronze mirror, carefully observing the steps of her mother's hair.

"Your mother and I have specially learned a fairy bun, just wait and see!" Youruo was full of confidence, Ying'er's silky long hair was constantly turning in her hands.

Half an hour later…

"Mom, if it weren't for my daughter to tie her hair by herself..." Ying'er was almost crying. She sat in front of the bronze mirror and raised her neck to let her mother play with her hair. Her neck was sore.

Youruo reluctantly held on to Ying'er's hair and refused to let go, "Didn't Mom just come out of the bun? But there was a small bundle that wasn't tied, so didn't Mom start over again? We pursue perfection, you know?"

Listening to her mother's excuses, Ying'er couldn't help but cry. She thought that she didn't know how many poor hairs had fallen out on the carpet!

Finally, the fairy bun made by You Ruo came out. You Ruo stared at Ying'er in the bronze mirror, feeling very proud.

"Mom, I heard from Aunt Lu Rong that when she married Uncle Xing, it was you who put on her makeup. So, mom, can you help Ying'er put on better-looking makeup today?" Ying'er's hair-tying ability

It's definitely better than her mother's, but when it comes to makeup... Ying'er doesn't like to put on makeup on weekdays, so it should be a little worse than her mother's.

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Chapter completed!