What did the aristocratic women in the ancient boudoir do in their daily work? The answer is that you don't have to do anything, just put your clothes on your hands and open your mouth. Murong Yan, who was busy in her previous life, felt that this life of idleness was simply a waste of life.

Sin! Sin!

Yuzhu has been secretly looking at Murong Yan, who is sitting with no image in big characters, and her heart is shocked and suspicious, but fortunately she is simple-minded, but she has never thought deeply. Or rather, I don't want to think about it.

Seeing that the young lady cooked one after another early in the morning, Yuzhu didn't dare to think about it anymore.

Murong Yan closed her eyes and smiled bitterly, do you think I want to be your young lady? Who called your young lady the same as me, a short-lived ghost! deliberately waited for Yuzhu to peek over, and suddenly opened his eyes to look over and caught her gaze.

Yuzhu was startled, panicked to avoid Murong Yan's gaze, Miss escaped death, if she let Miss know what she was thinking now, how sad Miss would be.

"Yuzhu, come here!" Murong Yan hooked her fingers.

Yuzhu moved over with small steps, Murong Yan raised her eyebrows and said directly: "Are you afraid of me?" ”

"No, no, slaves are just...... I think Miss has changed a lot! Yuzhu hurriedly denied it, and looked at Murong Yan carefully, who was looking at her with gentle and concerned eyes.

Yuzhu was suddenly relieved, Miss is still the same Miss, where has she become another person? I was too careful. Miss is a lover of a powerful character like Nanxing, and it is purely normal to have some murderous aura.

Yuzhu is simple-minded, and all the joys, sorrows, and joys are all on his face. Murong Yan only had to take a look, and she didn't need to think about it to know what she was thinking, and smiled: "You come and help me cut this nail." "Such long nails, in addition to being in the way, also have a function of breeding bacteria.

Cut?

Yuzhu opened her mouth wide, and the women of this era were all beautiful with long nails, and their ten fingers were lush and green, and the green onions were as white and tender as attractive. From a large family to an ordinary lady, who doesn't cherish her nails as much as her life? Even the girls of big families also take care of their nails. Her young lady is good, if you don't maintain it, you have to cut it.

Yuzhu wanted Miss to dispel this thought, and said seriously: "Miss, this hand is like a woman's second face, it must be carefully maintained, men are all things that are weak and relaxed, and if the face is not good, you can rely on a pair of hands, a pair of hands is ugly, and men naturally don't like it even more." ”

"Who told you that?"

Murong Yan couldn't laugh or cry when she heard it, in modern times, Yuzhu is just a junior high school student who has entered the gate of middle school, what do you know about erotic decay and relaxation?

Yuzhu tilted his head and said, "The slave maid heard that Mrs. Mei once said to the third young lady. "Mrs. Mei, naturally, it is Aunt Mei who has just joined her.

Murong Yan looked at her with a smile and asked rhetorically: "Because my hands are not good-looking, he doesn't like me, or because my hands are good-looking, he likes me, such a man, will I want your young lady?" ”

Yuzhu lowered his head and thought about it seriously, and felt that Miss's words also made sense.

"This ...... If the future uncle likes Miss, and Miss's hands are good-looking, isn't it the best of both worlds? Yuzhu's wish is very simple, Miss is so good, she firmly believes that her future uncle will definitely like Miss.

Murong Yan raised her eyes and glanced at her, and said with a slight smile: "I think my fingers look good, what's the matter with men?" Cut it for me, fix it a little smoother. ”

Yuzhu had no choice but to take scissors to cut it, and found that after cutting, the lady's delicate white hands were still very good-looking, so she was relieved.

Rong Huan came over in the afternoon as he said, and naturally followed Qian Qi behind him. Rong Huan asked Murong Yan to take the pulse, but he never pointed out Qingyue's affairs.

Rong Huan likes to pretend to be deaf and dumb, and Murong Yan doesn't bother to pay attention to it, as long as his people don't hang out in front of her in the future. The slender jade hand held Rong Huan's pulse and began to listen intently.

In fact, Murong Yan in her previous life only knew surgery, and because of the nature of her work, surgery was first-class. This poor woman has been accompanied by medical books all her life, and the medical knowledge in her womb is not an exaggeration to describe it as broad and profound, or she will not be selected by Nanxing as a beloved apprentice. It's a pity that as Nanxing said, it's just on paper, and there are only a few patients who have come into contact with Liao Liao.

Rong Huan sat quietly, with an elegant posture and a calm demeanor. His gaze swept over Murong Yan's face, intentionally or unintentionally.

Her contemplative appearance is full of wisdom, her eyes are less cold, she looks extremely bright, her expression is less solemn, and she rarely has the gentleness and calmness of a girl. She is like this, and when she is aggressive, she is almost like two people, but she is also so beautiful that people can't take their eyes off it.

Rong Huan's gaze moved downward, swept over the fingernails that were repaired and smoothed on the pulse, and immediately moved away after a pause.

The women of the Eastern Zhou Dynasty, whether they are young ladies and girls, ladies or wives, are proud of raising a pair of green nails, but she is different.

Rong Huan was accustomed to seeing the woman's carefully decorated long nails painted with Danko, and suddenly saw this unadorned finger, slender and delicate, naturally ruddy, and healthy nails with cute little crescents, which was indescribably comfortable.

While Murong Yan was looking at her at Rong Huan, she was also looking at him quietly out of professional habits.

The man seemed to be easy-going, suave, and approachable, with a faint smile on his lips from time to time. But if you look closely, you will find that the smile that is not there never reaches the bottom of the eye. Obviously, his casual and gentle appearance is just a layer of disguise. The looming smile is just a veil to hide his true temperament, he is as personable and gentle as a noble son from a noble and well-cultivated family on the surface, but in fact he is gloomy and dark on the inside, and his heart is full of scheming. On the surface, it seems to be a warm and easy-going and even kind gaze, but in fact it is extremely sharp and cruel.

He is an unfavored prince, in the deep harem, if it is really as it seems, I am afraid that people have died before they reach the Eastern Zhou Kingdom.

Murong Yan has seen a lot of this kind of person.

She was not interested in exploring other people's **, and took the lead in looking away, but collided with Rong Huan's gaze in mid-air, and neither of them avoided it, but chose to look directly at each other.

Sparks in the air. After a while, the two of them had secretly made a few moves, and at the same time looked away.

Murong Yan retracted her gaze and retracted her hand at the same time, "Who solved Prince Rong's previous poison?" She remembered that at the banquet he had said that Nanxing had poisoned him more than once.

"Family teacher!" Rong Huan said casually, not as if he was worried about his poison.

It is also true, although his poison is tricky, it will not kill for a while.

"Why do you want to stay in Murong Mansion, I'm a novice." Murong Yan spread out her hands, "In case I am cured to death, it's not a joke, wouldn't it be better to go to the Ling Master?" ”

Rong Huan smiled: "I thought Ah Yan would be happy to have one more experiment." ”

Indeed, there is no better test than this.

This poison under the control of Nanxing is not poisonous to Rong Huan at all, and it can even be said to be a good medicine, this method of fighting poison with poison can indeed improve her medical skills a lot.