"I don't need it, please let it go. Pen? Interesting? Pavilion wWw. ｂiquge。 ｉｎfo”

Qingzhi was dragged inside, but fortunately there was an old mother who grabbed her, so although many men looked at her along the way, no one could move a finger from her.

"Yo, don't be shy, the old body has very good craftsmanship here."

The old mother still clamped her wrist and didn't give her any chance to escape at all.

Her vicious eyes, a little glance, what kind of people probably know something, and when the girl in front of her looked over, she knew that she was a child of a serious family.

As for why she appeared here with that master, it was the privacy of the guests, she wouldn't ask too much.

It's just that her vicious eyes saw that Qingzhi was a good piece of jade, but she was buried in the ashes of the rice stalk, and she was a little unwilling to take a good look at her true face.

"No matter how good your craftsmanship is, I don't care about it, let me go."

She came here to find someone, to see what Chen Ziming was doing in this place, and when Wang asked in the future, she also knew how to answer; She wasn't interested in dressing herself up like the women here.

"Do you really want to go back and follow that master?"

The old mother turned her head to look at her, and her smile was mixed with something.

Qing Zhi paused slightly, and the struggle was not so bad.

Go back and follow Ye Yuzhi, which she doesn't want to do.

Although it is said that thanks to the blessing of Ye Yuzhi, she can enter a place where this kind of woman can't come in casually, but who knows if Ye Yuzhi really wants to help her, or if she wants to take advantage of her to have a legitimate opportunity to come here to witness it.

Moreover, if you go back, you will definitely see Ye Yuzhi and those women sitting together, talking and laughing, and there will even be a scene of moving hands and feet, thinking about it this way, it seems that sitting in front of the dresser makes people draw their eyebrows, which is more comfortable.

"Don't worry, girl, you were brought by the master, that is our guest, take care of you."

The old mother saw Qingzhi's concern and said with a smile on the side.

Walking through the crowd and smelling the smell of fat powder in the air, the old mother led her to a room where the door was painted bright red and hung with pink and purple gauze silk.

"The girls go in and sit, and I'll let the daughters in later."

The old mother opened the door, pushed Qingzhi in, and closed the door with a smile.

Qing Zhi stood in the middle of the room and looked around left and right, the room was not big, and the layout was very simple, except for the necessary bed, table, chair, dresser, and couch, there were no more furnishings.

But the color of the red, purple and pink color filled the eyeballs, making her dizzy when she looked at it.

Is it to wait here obediently, to be treated like a monkey, or to risk being looked at by a stinky man, and go out to find someone.

Who dares to guarantee that every street is full of this kind of flower building, why must Chen Ziming be here?

On weekdays, I am used to those people in the Hou Mansion, but now that I have changed places, Qing Zhi still needs a little time to judge the gains and losses before she can act, no matter what, safety is the most important thing, if there are no more people, what is the point of all the calculations.

Thinking of this, Qing Zhi glanced around very quickly, then walked to the dresser and flipped it up casually.

Since it is a room where strangers can be brought casually, there are naturally no valuables, not even anything valuable, and the only hairpins are made of copper or iron.

Enough is enough.

If it was gold, silver or jade, she didn't think it was useful.

Picking a hairpin that looked the strongest and sharpest, she twisted the flower ornament of the hairpin tail, hid it in the cuffs, smoothed her clothes, and took a few deep breaths, teaching others not to see any clues.

The old mother's movements were very fast, and she had just hidden the hairpin when she heard footsteps.

After the door opened, in addition to the old mother, there were three or four girls, in fact, they were not girls, even if they were painted with heavy and delicate makeup, they could not hide the fine lines at the corners of their eyes, as well as the lines on their necks, and they were about thirty years old.

Qing Zhi looked at them vigilantly, pursed her lips and scolded Ye Yuzhi thousands of times in her heart.

Even if it's a woman, she can't grasp the chicken with the slightest strength, and she doesn't even have room to struggle.

"Mom is right, this girl is really Peugeot."

The woman in purple said with a smile, compared to the Guozhang Mansion, the women here are much more arrogant, and there is not too much red tape.

"You don't think you're really going to paint my makeup."

Qing Zhi looked at them and asked vigilantly.

When the women heard this, they looked at each other, covered their mouths with handkerchiefs, and smiled wildly.

"It's really a little sister who doesn't know anything, do you think we're all jackals, tigers and leopards, anyway, the sisters don't have guests, and they're idle, and my mother said I want to see if I'm gone, let's come over."

Ziyi continued to laugh, then walked up to her and pulled her to sit in front of the dresser.

"Our craftsmanship is still quite good."

Huang Yi on the side also walked over, and after finishing speaking, he scratched her face, then rubbed his middle finger and thumb and said, "What are you doing with these white powders on your face?" ”

The people in the Guozhang Mansion, even Chen Zinan, who watched it every day, never noticed that her face was white and powdery, maybe everyone knew it, but when they got used to it, they never thought about it.

All the women here rely on drawing a good face to attract people's affection.

So just take a look at it and see that it's wrong.

Qing Zhi dodged for a moment and did not speak.

The woman in yellow didn't say anything more, and continued to laugh, perhaps because she was used to seeing all kinds of wind and dust, so she had a big personality and didn't feel twisted at all.

"Take a basin of water and wash the white powder first."

Qing Zhi sat in front of the dresser, her hands were stacked on her legs, her waist was straight, her head was slightly bowed, and her sitting posture was very dignified.

This was her usual sitting posture, and she did not deliberately correct it.

The sharp hairpin was under the cuffs, thinking that if there was any unfavorable situation, even if she couldn't kill others, she could hurt people; But now, it doesn't seem to be necessary.

They helped Qingzhi wash her face, put down her bun, and helped her comb her hair.

"The hair quality is really good, there are no split ends and frizz at all, what kind of soap do you use on weekdays?"

Ziyi asked with some envy.

"I'm just a girl, that's what I use, nothing special."

Just by looking at her in the prime of her cardamom years, throwing white powder in her face, you know that she doesn't care about this skin.

"Then your mother must be a beauty."

Ziyi said, put down the horn comb, and then picked out a few red and white hairbands from the jewelry box, helped her braid a beautiful braid, and then coiled it into a bun. The jewelry box is full of some ordinary and cheap things, but after the skillful hands of the purple clothes, it is much better than wearing all kinds of precious jade pearls.

Huang Yi and the others were not idle, lifting her chin and painting her with delicate and appropriate makeup; She was originally a stunning and glamorous woman, even if she never applied powder, and even used white face to pounce on her face, as long as she was not blind, she could see that she was much better looking than Chen Zinan, who was serious about makeup.

(To be continued.) )