Baoyue took the pearl paste box, Ciyue just washed her face and sat in front of the dressing mirror with a towel on her face, seeing that the pearl paste box in Baoyue's hand was delicate and chic, she took it and saw that it was a red round box, and I don't know what material it was, the tentacles were gentle, and the lid was decorated with a five-petal flower with many small shiny stones, and there was a small pearl in the middle of the flower, although the pearl was not big, but it was extremely round and smooth, and the gloss was also very good, Ciyue smiled and said: "Don't look at the pearl paste first, such a good-looking box, Prepare 10 parts of pearl paste to match it! ”

Baoyue said with a smile: "The box is just better-looking, the really easy to use is the pearl paste, our little lady only needs to wipe this, what rose dew and osmanthus cream, don't have to touch it from now on." ”

"A box is so magical?" Ciyue was very surprised, and looked at Youwei, Youwei was not a stingy person, Ciyue was such a beautiful woman, and it was not a grievance to use such a good pearl paste, so she smiled and said, "You can try it." ”

Ciyue picked some with the tip of her tail nail, put it on the palm of her hand and wiped it evenly and then applied it on her face, the tip of her nose lingered with a faint smell of incense, which smelled indescribably good, and then looked at herself in the mirror, it felt more like a shelled egg white, she happily ran to the little lady: "Little lady, you touch, is my face smoother?" ”

Youwei touched it with her fingertips and said with a smile: "Indeed, even I am moved, if you go to see your lover like this, I guarantee that he will be fascinated by you!" ”

Ciyue was slightly stunned, and then looked at the mirror, and the beauty in the mirror also looked at her again, but if she was asked to be a concubine, no matter how good the flower was, it would gradually wither, and she hoped to be the same as in the book, to find a talented man, with her own appearance, it was definitely a good story! I couldn't help but feel sad, and my eyes turned red.

As soon as Huyue saw it, he was busy and persuaded: "Good sister, I'm going to cry when I just wash my face, but I really want to use ten boxes of pearl paste to match her!" ”

Youwei glanced at Baoyue, is there such a comforting person?! She said to Ciyue: "Good sister, I will give you the pearl paste, you can accept it quickly." ”

Ciyue was shocked, although she didn't know how much this pearl paste was worth, but what could appear on the little lady's dressing table was by no means cheap, and looking at the exquisite box of the pearl paste, she didn't dare to accept it, as soon as her attention shifted, she stopped crying, put the pearl paste on the table, and hurriedly stood up and said: "The little lady loves the slave too much, this pearl paste must not be accepted!" ”

Youwei took the pearl paste, put it in Ciyue's hand, and said with a smile: "From the treasure knife to the hero, now such a good pearl paste should also be given to the beauty!" ”

Youwei held Ciyue's hand in her hand, it was really soft and seemed to be boneless, and then look at her hand, her white skin, a faint red between her fingers, her nails were neatly cut, and her hands were beautiful, and the creator was really eccentric!

Ciyue was embarrassed to accept it: "The little lady is generous by nature, and people who don't know still think that the slave is running to ask for it." ”

Youwei said: "When others ask for it, I won't give it!" It's rare to see that you like this, and I'm happy to send it! ”

Ciyue wanted to speak and stopped, Youwei naturally saw that she wanted to talk alone, so she said to Wanniang: "There seem to be some snacks in the kitchen, and there are not many nuns in the White Crane Nunnery who can make such exquisite and delicious food, you and Baoyue quickly took some for Ciyue to taste." ”

Wan Niang smiled: "The little lady has her own childlike nature, and she should also be a child, but the slave has to check whether Ciyue has a hammer or shovel on her body." ”

Ciyue smiled bitterly, stretched out her hand and said to Wanniang: "Just check, I don't have anything else on me." ”

Wan Niang only symbolically checked it and then took Hug Yue down.

Liangjiu Ciyue sighed: "Fang Cainu is impulsive, didn't you scare the little lady?" ”

Youwei thought to herself, it's not once or twice to meet the scene where the model makes a small payment, and Huyue just moves the scissors on her hair, which is not a big deal, so she said: "There must be some scare, but fortunately, you didn't hurt yourself, and now my mood is a lot calmer." ”

Ciyue said: "A few days ago, a senior sister and slave said that it is good to read books and only read some books such as women's virtues, if you are a monk, you should read some scriptures steadily, and you must not read idle books that have changed your temperament, it will only increase your troubles, and your life will not be good, and you may not have to die well." ”

Youwei nodded: "What you said makes sense." ”

Ciyue blushed a little: "Some time ago, I don't know where I got the remnant, the cover is gone, and the paper inside is also missing edges, and there are missing words, but the content is very interesting, and I can't put it down." ”

Youwei was afraid that Ciyue would give her a book in traditional characters, so she said, "I'm impatient to read the broken books, you can pick some interesting stories and tell them to me." ”

Ciyue thought for a moment and asked, "Have you heard of the story of the phoenix?" ”

As soon as you hear it, you know that this is the story of Sima Xiangru and Zhuo Wenjun, when she was in school, she wrote Wen Danfan to praise love and loyalty, she must have written this and was about to say that she had heard it, but she thought that she was in ancient times, and this Zhao Youwei's identity was a girl raised in the boudoir, this kind of story that is easy to make people resist is in a feudal family, I am afraid that children are forbidden to know, and the words changed to their mouths: "I have heard a little, and I know that they live very happily." ”

Ciyue recalled the plot in the book: "I was like the little lady before, I knew that Sima Xiangru was a man of literary style, and Zhuo Wenjun's talent was not lost to men in the world, and his appearance was also first-class and beautiful. And such a beautiful love, regardless of a qiē..."

Seeing that Youwei's expression did not have the slightest yearning, it was as ordinary as listening to Chang'e running to the moon, Ciyue couldn't help but smile bitterly: "How old is the little lady, the slave actually said this to the little lady, so as not to teach the little lady badly, that is the big sin of the slave!" ”

How much can go against the trend of the times in ancient and modern times and still get happiness, that is a rare example, although it is said that conforming to the times does not necessarily have a good ending, but the maid is the maid, and there are not many amorous and handsome sons who only fall in love with a maid, most of them are tired of playing, and when they look back, they find that they are still married to a daughter-in-law who is the right person, and they are helpful to the stability of the inner house and the external career.

"I have read the poems of Feng Qiuhuang, and they are very beautifully written, but people must face up to their own status, Zhuo Wenjun is because of his good family background, and he knows that he is not doing well because of love, she has a way back, otherwise she knows that her father cares very much about selling wine on the street, I didn't say that you are a maid and you are not qualified to pursue love, but your luck is really small, not to mention that you are born so beautiful, ordinary men can't protect you, In case you are forcibly snatched back by the local bullies, I might as well think that you are a decent concubine. ”

Ci Yue stood there silent for a long time.