Zi Ye took the bottle of ointment in her hand, and she didn't dare to apply it to her face, and she didn't know why she was so reluctant, but she had too many scruples about the first mage.

"Sister, don't stand there all the time, if you really don't want to. I'll help you. Hua Rong just thought that this thing was taken from the first mage, and it must have a very strange effect.

"Sister Huarong, do you think I'm so good-looking?" Zi Ye didn't feel like she was applying this ointment to her face, so she quickly hung a purple scarf on her ear, just covering the slap mark on her face.

"Such a sister really has a mysterious beauty, but the wounds on your face always have to be repaired." Hua Rong looked at such a purple night and was indeed so beautiful and moving, so that she couldn't see the slap mark on her face, but there was always a sense of concealment, and there was a sense of déjà vu.

"Miss Leng'er, it's almost too late, you better hurry up and get some medicine." Biyun's task was to apply the ointment to Zi Ye's face, which he originally thought was a very simple matter, but now it seems that Zi Ye will not cooperate with him.

"No, I also think that time is very rushed, let's not waste time on me, let's go out quickly, maybe now the Lord in charge is already in a hurry, and His Majesty the King in the palace should also be in a hurry." Zi Ye put the ointment in his sleeve, and then urged Hua Rong like no one.

"Sister, if you insist, then I won't insist, as long as you feel good, I have nothing to say." Hua Rong knew that Zi Ye really didn't want to apply that ointment, so she didn't force it anymore.

"Today is your big day, how can you use medicine?" Ziye said far-fetched again.

"Alright then, sister, I hope this doesn't leave any scars on your face." Hua Rong didn't say anything anymore, she respected Ziye's own choice.

"Miss Leng'er, you really don't give face to my young lady, do you know that if it weren't for my young lady asking for medicine, the first mage would definitely not give it. The choice medicine has been taken, but you don't apply it, you are despising Miss. Seeing that Hua Rong didn't want to say any more, Biyun couldn't help it, he had already discussed with the first mage just now, and he wanted Zi Ye to apply that ointment. Although Biyun didn't know what the First Mage had put in this ointment, she felt that it would definitely not be a good thing. She's just going to hurt Purple Night.

"Biyun, I just don't apply it today, today is Sister Huarong's big day, if I enter the palace with the smell of ointment, it will definitely be unlucky. I'll be sure to put it on tomorrow. Zi Ye only thought that Biyun was saving face for his master, and he didn't think much about anything else at all.

"Hmph, it's really a dog biting Lu Dongbin who doesn't know the hearts of good people." Biyun didn't say anything anymore, just said this viciously to Ziye.

"Biyun, it's okay. My sister has said that she will be smeared tomorrow, so why should you do this? Hua Rong knew Biyun's thoughts, but Biyun would not be so rude in the past, although she was a little suspicious of Biyun, but after all, she still felt that it was forgivable.