The Four Princes' Mansion.
Wu Jiaojiao ran over smelling the fragrance and looked at the milky white paste stirred in Chu Yingluo's bowl. She couldn't help asking greedily: "Princess, what is this food? I have never seen it before. It looks delicious."
Chu Yingluo used a jade stick to fiddle with the cream in the porcelain bowl, then curled her lips and said, "This is not for eating, it is for applying skin care on your face."
As soon as autumn comes, the weather starts to get dry. Her homemade facial cream, added with the spiritual spring water in the space, is both hydrating and whitening. In winter, it can also prevent frostbite. It is a must-have for autumn and winter skin care. If you have acne on your face, Or spots can be quickly eliminated after application.
She made a lot at one time, and the unused ones can be sold for money. Liu Xianxian has already ordered a box and sent another bottle to Princess Changning. If the feedback is good, the empresses in the palace will rush to buy it, including those of empresses and rich ladies. Money is the best thing to make, so she found another good way to make a fortune.
"By the way, Jiaojiao, I'll give you a bottle when it's ready. After you use it, you'll turn white."
Wu Jiaojiao scratched her head and said with a naive smile: "Princess, you'd better give it to Chun He. Anyway, I've grown like this. Even if I'm white, I won't look good. Unlike Chun He, I might have to get married in the future."
Chunhe was making winter clothes. When he heard this, he immediately blushed: "What are you talking about? I won't get married."
Chu Yingluo looked at the two of them, raised her lips and smiled: "Don't worry, when you two meet the man you like, I will marry you both."
Chunhe was so frightened that he quickly put down his clothes: "Princess, I don't want to get married. I will follow the princess and serve you and the prince all my life."
Chu Yingluo raised her eyebrows: "Where are you, Jiaojiao?"
Wu Jiaojiao smiled naively: "I'm not getting married either, but I'm not worried about this problem, because no man in the world would like me."
Chunhe: "That's not necessarily the case."
Wu Jiaojiao rolled up her sleeves and showed off her biceps, "Then he has to be stronger than me."
"..."
Mo Beizhi was sitting in a wheelchair, basking in the sun and listening to the conversation between the three of them. He suddenly said, "Luo'er, come here."
Chu Yingluo put down the facial cream in her hand, walked up to him, bent down and asked, "Your Majesty, what's wrong?"
Mo Beizhi's eyes flashed slightly, and after careful consideration, he sent Chun He and Wu Jiaojiao away first. Once they left, he lowered his head slightly and carefully took out something from his sleeve.
"This...is for you." He muttered.
Chu Yingluo frowned in surprise: "What is this?"
Mo Beizhi opened his thin lips and said, "This is Luozida, produced in Persia and used to thrush eyebrows."
Isn't that an eyebrow pencil?
Chu Yingluo reached out and took the eyebrow pencil, played with it twice, and asked curiously: "Why did you suddenly give me this? Where did this eyebrow pencil come from?"
"This... I asked Fei Liu to buy this Luo Zi Dai." Mo Beizhi tilted his head slightly, hiding the nervousness in his eyes, "I thought you would like it, so I quietly asked him to buy one."
Chu Yingluo raised her eyebrows in surprise: "It's quite fun, but I don't know how to use this Luo Zi Dai."
Mo Beizhi raised his head: "How about I help you draw it?"
Chu Yingluo looked at him in surprise: "You know how to draw eyebrows?"
Mo Beizhi nodded.
Seeing this, Chu Yingluo smiled and handed the eyebrow pencil into his hand, bent slightly and put her face in front of him: "Okay, then you can help me draw it."
She suddenly came closer, and the sweet and fragrant breath penetrated into her nostrils, which made Mo Beizhi confused for a moment.
He clenched the Luozidai in his hand, waited for a while, then managed to regain his composure, and then raised his hand to draw her eyebrows.
Chu Yingluo looked at his serious eyes and suddenly asked: "You are so skilled, have you ever drawn eyebrows for other little girls before?"
Mo Bei's hand shook and he almost drew the wrong picture. He quickly explained: "No, this is the first time I draw eyebrows for a little girl. You are the only one. I have seen my mother and concubine draw her eyebrows like this before. I have seen it several times. Just learned it.”
Chu Yingluo grinned and said proudly: "That's not bad."
Mo Beizhi chuckled lightly, and after tracing her eyebrows, he lit a Phalaenopsis between her eyebrows.
Her eyes were already big, and her swan-like black eyebrows were curved gracefully like delicate crescent moons. A phalaenopsis was added between her eyebrows, which instantly shone brightly, making her look even more delicate and playful.
After finishing the painting, Mo Beizhi himself was stunned, looking at her dreamily, and did not regain his consciousness for a long time.
When Mo Wenhuan came in, he only saw Chu Yingluo's back, covering the fourth child tightly. At a glance, the two people's faces were pressed together, as if they were doing something indescribable.
"Cough cough cough..." Mo Wenhuan coughed twice, "You two are going to do some boudoir stuff in broad daylight. Wouldn't it be better to go inside? You have to be in the yard, and you don't have to worry about being caught. Did anyone see it?”
Hearing this, Chu Yingluo immediately stood up and turned around to look over.
Mo Wenhuan immediately glanced at Mo Beizhi with dissatisfaction. This paralyzed man started acting dishonest as soon as his hands got better. Did he hold it in for too long and didn't even care about the venue?
"Every time the third prince comes in without knocking, what you do is even more rude." Chu Yingluo said coldly.
Mo Wenhuan then moved his gaze to Chu Yingluo. When he saw it, he was stunned and speechless by the flower between Chu Yingluo's eyebrows.
After a long while, he sighed: "No wonder the fourth child can't control it..."
Mo Beizhi's eyes darkened, he put away Luo Zidai, and said coldly: "What are you doing here?"
Mo Wenhuan quickly put away his narrow eyes and said: "I heard that Mo Jingan is looking for someone everywhere. He has captured all the beautiful women with medical skills in the city and brought them to Prince An's Mansion, so I came to take a look. Has the princess been captured?"
Chu Yingluo glanced at him, put her hands behind her back and snorted coldly: "I stayed in the house well, how could I be captured by him."
Mo Wenhuan frowned, as if he suddenly thought of something, widened his eyes and asked, "Chu Yingluo, the person Mo Jing'an is looking for is you, right?"
