As soon as Su Qingluan finished speaking, she realized: Mu Xingzhi said that although Song Bo seemed to be the only one taking care of "Mu Xingzhi's" daily life in this room, there were actually several people waiting for opportunities in the dark. Secret guard.
"..." Su Qingluan suddenly felt that using the secret guards to fetch water for himself was really overkill.
After about a cup of tea, Mu Xingzhi looked at the door: "The water is here, could you please Qingluan to get it for himself?"
"Eh?" Su Qingluan turned around suddenly, "When was it served? Can you see it?" Why didn't she notice it at all? It was obvious that she felt that the surroundings were very quiet, and she could even hear the insects chirping outside the window, but when did the water come?
Su Qingluan opened the door dubiously and looked around. Not to mention anyone outside the door, there wasn't even a shadow of a ghost. But when he lowered his head and looked at his feet, there was a copper basin already placed there. The water in it was shimmering slightly against the dim candlelight outside.
Obviously, the water surface was still floating slightly, and the person who delivered the water had just left.
Although no one was seen, at least they made a trip for their own reasons. Su Qingluan whispered to the air: "Thank you~" and brought in the basin of water.
It wasn't that she didn't want to speak loudly, but it was because she couldn't explain clearly if someone heard her.
Mu Xingzhi was a little helpless: "I told them to do things as they should. There is no need to thank them for everything."
Su Qingluan put down the copper basin and looked at Mu Xingzhi: "Your order is one thing, but they did come here because of my needs. It is appropriate to say thank you."
"You were like this in Su Ji?" Mu Xingzhi looked strange.
"What kind?" Su Qingluan didn't know why.
"You have to thank everyone for their work." Mu Xingzhi looked at the basin of water.
Su Qingluan nodded: "Isn't this a matter of course?" When you accept other people's kindness, or when others do something to facilitate you or meet your needs, you need to "say thank you". This is what Su Qingluan has engraved in his bones. It has been a habit for more than twenty years.
She knew that in such a hierarchical world, it seemed a bit "weird" to do so, but she didn't think there was any big problem with it.
Probably seeing what Su Qingluan was thinking, Mu Xingzhi shook his head: "Qingluan is really not suitable to be a superior person."
Although Su Qingluan has a temper, she is not a fool, not to mention Mu Xingzhi's words are not difficult to understand. She was stunned for a moment and then reacted: "You are saying that someone like me who always thanks me can be easily manipulated and bullied. ?”
Facing Mu Xingzhi's obvious disapproval, Su Qingluan smiled very easily: "Thank you is just a matter of etiquette. If someone does something for me, if I say thank you, I will not lose a piece of meat, nor will I lose it because of it." Prestige, as long as clear rules are established and strictly enforced, others will not dare to look down on me."
"You mean it's easy?"
"What's not easy?" Su Qingluan smiled slyly, "The reasonable people can naturally sit down and discuss it; the unreasonable people, as long as they are beaten down, they will naturally be honest. Sit down and reason with you - as long as you have the fist to knock others down and the weight to attract them, it is enough."
Mu Xingzhi was slightly surprised by these words: It must be said that Su Qingluan's idea was very simple and crude, but effective. Although there are still many imperfections, it has to be said that it is enough to open a shop in such a remote mountain village and town.
Seeing Mu Xingzhi's thoughtful look, Su Qingluan asked with a smile: "How is it? Are you fascinated by my beauty and intelligence?" After speaking, he made a squinting gesture.
However, it was obvious that this action felt completely different to Mu Xingzhi, an "old antique" who was separated by thousands of years of time and space. He raised his eyebrows: "Is your face affected by wind evil? Why did your eyelids twitch suddenly? Do you need me to check your pulse?"
"..." What a charming show to a blind man! The corners of Su Qingluan's mouth twitched, and then she saw the corners of Mu Xingzhi's raised lips, and then she realized, "Wow, you are so mean again!"
Mu Xingzhi's expression was very innocent: "Of course I know what you mean, Qingluan, but I don't understand why you closed your eyes suddenly, and only to one side. Does this action have any profound meaning?"
"...Nothing, I'm going to wash my face..." Su Qingluan's mouth twitched: Generation gap! Differences in time and space! cultural difference! She is so hard!
Su Qingluan turned around and put the basin of water on the washstand and started to "remove makeup" - fortunately, the rouge and gouache at this time could be removed with basically non-waterproof water. If you encounter a stubborn one, use a little soap locust.
Although your face will be a little dry after washing, it will be fine if you use some balm. Fortunately, Mu Xingzhi also said that from now on, unless there are special circumstances, she can dress however she likes, so except for today, she can go bare-faced again.
Thinking of this, Su Qingluan breathed a sigh of relief: After all, this lipstick contains cinnabar. Although the thing applied on the face is not lead powder, I don't know if there are any other "prohibited ingredients" in the eyes of modern beauty. "s things.
It's fine if you mess around with this thing occasionally, but if she slaps it on her face frequently, sooner or later she'll get heavy metal poisoning!
Thinking about it this way, Su Qingluan felt that now "Su Ji" was gradually getting on the right track. Except when thinking about the new series of jams, Su Qingluan had a lot of free time.
Su Qingluan originally spent all her time cooking up new dishes, but now after this experience, she felt it was necessary to come up with some safe beauty products - even if they can't be mass-produced, she can feel free to use them herself!
Thinking like this, Su Qingluan evenly applied the flower-scented ointment on her face and hands, and she immediately felt much refreshed.
Although she seemed to be prepared at first, Su Qingluan understood that as an adult man much taller than her, the distance between Mu Xingzhi and her in strength was still obvious, so in fact, if he really wanted No matter what you do, you have no room to resist.
The phrase "It's no use even if you scream" is a joke, but it is also true.
After thinking about this, Su Qingluan completely relaxed, got into bed, and fell asleep in a short while - after all, she had been dressing up since dawn today and had not stopped all day long, both physically and mentally. The consumption is very serious.
Mu Xingzhi just poured a bowl of water by himself. Before he even drank the water, he heard a quiet but very cheerful snoring coming from the bed.
The man held the teacup in his hand for a moment, and then shook his head helplessly: "This person is really..." Should I say that she is big-hearted, or that she trusts herself very much?
It has to be said that Mu Xingzhi thinks this feeling is not bad.
The red candles in the wedding night cannot be extinguished, symbolizing the longevity of the couple. So Mu Xingzhi only blew out the other red candles on the table, leaving only a pair of thick dragon and phoenix candles, flickering dimly in the night.
