"Beauty is in the bones, not in the skin, and it is difficult to change the bones of people, but if you want to change your face, it is not difficult. There is nothing lacking in your facial features, but this complexion is really darker. Roll up your sleeves and I'll see. ”

Xie Ning did as he said, handed the exposed half of his wrist to Mama Qin's eyes, and looked at Mama Qin's unfluctuating expression, and couldn't help but feel a little apprehensive in her heart.

Her worries were unnecessary. After Mama Qin saw it, she motioned for her to put down her rolled up sleeves, and said lightly: "Your complexion is not dull, and if you cover it for a winter, you can slowly come back." ”

Xie Ning said distressedly: "My complexion has not been fair since I was a child, and if I want to raise it back, I am afraid that it will not be so easy." Strange to say, her exposed head, neck and hands are black, but her body is very white.

Mama Qin didn't take her worries to heart, but just said coldly: "With your active temperament that can't calm down, it's not an exaggeration to say that you stay outside every day." In the long run, even if you are born with snow skin, you can't afford to toss like this. Be more careful when you go out in the future, don't get sunburned. ”

Xie Ning smiled. Mama Qin is right, three hundred and sixty-five days a year, she has to run out almost every day, and it is only after entering the Hou Mansion that she gradually gets used to staying in the courtyard.

Rao is like this, and she can't help but feel the demure of the nobles in Beijing. In other words, it would be impossible for her to be killed, except to go out to socialize, so she stayed in the room without leaving the door.

"You have a few boxes of cream and rose cream in your room, I'll tell you to show it later." After washing in the morning and evening, remember to apply facial fat to your face. Rose paste is used to wipe your hands, so it doesn't hurt to take it with you, so it doesn't hurt to rub it a few more times. Mama Qin advised.

What will be seen by outsiders is nothing more than a pair of hands and a face. Xie Ning understood Mama Qin's intention of such an arrangement, she still had a lot of things to worry about, step by step, and she had to start planning from the most important one.

These truths, there is no need for Mama Qin to say it explicitly, Xie Ning can guess a few points. Piano, chess, calligraphy and painting are not an overnight effort, her talent is limited, and it must take a lot of effort to learn. It also takes time to accumulate knowledge and hear and see, so that it can be improved. Only appearance and makeup are not only what Mama Qin is good at, but also what Xie Ning is extremely lacking at the moment.

Thinking back to the beginning, her plain gray dresses caused many maids to laugh secretly, and her bright red dresses lined her not fair complexion into extraordinarily dark.

Shainin has suffered in this regard, so he understands the importance of appearance. Although she doesn't agree with the practice of judging people by their appearance, she doesn't want to become the laughing stock of everyone because of her dress.

The bone appearance cannot be changed, but according to Mama Qin's words, a person's face can be modified. As a woman, Shainin inevitably has a heart for beauty. What's more, this appearance is also a façade, how much good impression a good appearance can leave on people, just look at Gu Qingyun's reputation in Beijing, you can see it.

has the intention of taking root in Beijing, how can she allow herself to do nothing like this, no matter where she goes, she can only be an inconspicuous foil? She doesn't feel that the gesture is useless. Anything she can do, she will not shirk, she always has to give it a try to know what the result is.

Xie Ning had no objection to Mama Qin's arrangement, sat with her for a while, then went back to the bedroom, and walked towards the bookcase while asking Mingshuang to find out the face grease and rose paste.

The makeup box in her room was originally taken care of by Xiaoyue, but since Qin Feng "lent" Mingshuang to her before leaving Beijing, Xiaoyue took the initiative to hand over these things to Mingshuang.

After a short time, Mingshuang walked over with two silver boxes, one large and one small, and introduced to Xie Ning: "This small box contains rose cream, and the box next to it contains rose paste. When we went out a few days ago, we bought a lot, as well as osmanthus cream, jasmine head oil and other things. Would you like to take a look? ”

It turns out that there are so many of these wipes. Xie Ning put down the wolf pen in his hand, sighed secretly, shook his head, and said, "No need, just put these two boxes here." The names of Mingshuang Bao are varied, and she sounds like she has a headache, and for a while, she must not be able to remember these strange things that are new and unfamiliar to her. It's easier to follow Mama Qin and recognize it little by little.

Mingshuang didn't see the distress in her heart, and said with a smile: "Yes." Miss continue to practice calligraphy, and the slave will go and make you a pot of tea. ”

"Okay," Xie Ning looked up in response, picked up the two silver boxes she had placed in a corner of the desk, and looked at them.

The fragrance of rose paste is very familiar, Xie Ning recalled in a trance that Gu Qingyun and Gao Yiyan had such a fragrance, and they thought it was a common thing for nobles in Beijing. She took a little according to Mama Qin's instructions, put it on the back of her hand, touched each other with her two hands, and after touching it evenly, she picked up another small silver box.

Opening the lid, Xie Ning saw the crystal clear pure white paste, but he didn't smell anything, and after taking a few deep breaths, he smelled a faint fragrance, only to know that this thing was unusual.

It's just that this amount is inevitably too little, Xie Ning looked at the small box in his hand that was less than half a palm, and frowned tangledly. Thinking that it was not time to wash now, he put the lid back on, and then laid out the rice paper on the table, recalled Mama Qin's teachings today, and wrote down the words that he memorized in his heart word by word.

After sorting out what Mama Qin said today, Xie Ning took out the notebook given by Qin Feng and copied it seriously.

Although her handwriting is not good, but this level of appreciation is not bad, Qin Feng's handwriting, neat and chic, compared to a single regular script and cursive, it is much better.

Therefore, Xie Ning cherished this thin notebook very much, and deliberately placed it in the mezzanine under the bookcase.

Xie Ning was copying the words on the post when a sudden sound sounded in his ears. Because she was concentrating on the pen, when she noticed the approach of the footsteps and raised her head, she found Xiaoyue walking to the door.

"Miss," holding the tray in her hand, Xiaoyue came in and said, "The slave is here to deliver tea." ”

Xie Ning put the pen in his hand aside, and because he was distracted by Xiaoyue's appearance, he suddenly realized that he had unknowingly copied the entire notebook. Although the presence is not very similar.

"Oops," Xie Ning got up from his seat, stretched his waist while facing Xiaoyue, and said to Xiaoyue, "Come in, just let it go." ”

(Finally ushered in the recommendation ~ happy ~ and book friends to say, there was a bug in the previous article, but after the change, the client could not be displayed.) Miss Gu's name is Gu Qingyun, and there is a mistake in the previous text. ）