Ziye is now in a dilemma, should she paint it or not?

"Sister, what are you doing?" Hua Rong saw in a blink of an eye that Zi Ye was opening the medicine bottle and applying the ointment to her face, and she asked Zi Ye with some curiosity.

"I think Biyun is right, I can't live up to your kindness, sister." Zi Ye actually didn't want to, but the current situation didn't allow her to hesitate to think about it, she and this Biyun would definitely have more time to get along in the future, if that was the case, why didn't she obey her wishes.

Besides, no matter how powerful the first mage is, he can't do anything to himself. After all, today is a good day for Hua Rong to enter the palace, and Ziye is sure that there is no problem with this ointment.

"Miss, Miss Leng'er is afraid that you will be angry." Biyun was happy at this time, as if he was waiting for the ointment on Zi Ye's face to attack.

"Sister Huarong, this ointment is so strange." Zi Ye just felt that his face was cold and cold, he still felt a little hot just now, but now he is indeed very comfortable, the name of the first mage is really not boasting, and there are indeed some miraculous curative effects.

"What's the matter, sister, are you feeling unwell?" Hua Rong looked at Zi Ye's pause expression, and what she said, which made Hua Rong very nervous.

Biyun on the side did indeed start to raise the corners of his mouth, the first mage really didn't deceive himself, now who else can compete for his position next to Miss.

"No, this ointment is really comfortable, I feel very comfortable on my face." Zi Ye said to Hua Rong with a smile, and then she had a relaxed expression on her face.

"Really, as long as my sister thinks it's easy to use, I'll ask the first mage to prepare more for us in the future." Hua Rong's hanging heart finally let go, and she also stared at Ziye's face carefully.

"No, this is enough for a long time, who will beat me in the future?" Ziye said to Hua Rong with a smile.

"Yes, when we enter the palace in the future, who else will come to embarrass us?" Hua Rong also felt that she had just thought too much, the palace was a peaceful and peaceful pure land in her imagination, and there must be no such disputes outside.

"Miss Leng'er, don't you really feel uncomfortable?" Biyun's originally happy face sank suddenly, and she still went up to ask Ziye with some reluctance.

"No, I really want to thank you, if you hadn't reminded me, I think I would have given up on such a good ointment." Zi Ye sincerely wants to thank Biyun, thanks to Biyun's words for reminding herself.

"Hehe, you're welcome, this is what I should do." Biyun looked at Ziye's face, and there was nothing unusual, but those red places were already rapidly recovering. Her heart was very entangled, was she fooled by the first mage?

"Biyun, what's wrong with you, why do you feel like you're a little out of the way?" Zi Ye looked at Biyun a little strangely, she didn't know what Biyun was doing in her heart, she just felt that Biyun seemed to be a little sad.

"No, I probably didn't sleep last night." Although Biyun was a little unwilling, he couldn't do anything now, so he could only endure this breath.