Later, when she came here, she had more time, so she urged Fengyue to make such a complete set of cosmetics, and grabbed the girls in the courtyard to practice for her, she now feels like a Tony teacher.

In this way, An Xingchen and Yun Xuanji went from being puzzled to seeing the stunned and unremarkable Qiu Ju, and in this way turned into the autumn fragrance of the national color and fragrance.

Qiu Ju broke out in a cold sweat when she was stared at by the two, and wondered several times if she was disfigured like this, until Yan Zenyi withdrew her hand and placed the bronze mirror in front of her.

Qiu Ju only saw the delicate person in the mirror, the upturned eyeliner was seductive, the tall nose bridge and the delicate nose complemented each other, the full red lips were delicate, and the red lotus on her forehead was even more colorful.

"This ...... This stunner in the world is...... Be...... It's me? Qiu Ju's face was full of incredulity, she had really never seen such a beautiful woman, more than the previous Oiran!

Yun Xuanji's jaw couldn't close anymore, but An Xingchen's eyes lit up and said, "This cosmetics!" Definitely make money, I invest! Must be mass-produced! ”

Yan Zenyi rolled his eyes angrily and said, "Cosmetics are important, but the most important thing is my ingenious hands, okay?" ”

An Xingchen nodded hurriedly, "Yes, yes, yes!" But I can't buy you......"

"Don't worry." Yan Chanyi smiled disappreciatively, "The maids of my Yan Wangfu have already had a lot of teachers who can become teachers." ”

An Xingchen's eyes at Yan Zen Yi at this moment had begun to twinkle with stars, and she said with some yearning, "Can I send my Cai'er and Hong'er to your courtyard for a few days?" ”

Yan Chanyi was amused by An Xingchen's appearance, and couldn't help but reach out and pinch her cheek and said, "Tomorrow, I'll arrange a maid to go to your mansion, okay?" ”

Yan Zenyi looked at Yun Xuanji's chin that had not yet closed, and quipped a little funny, "How is it?" Is it enough to be an Oiran? ”

Yun Xuanji lifted his chin back, and his heart was full of curiosity about the legendary four great evil arts in Asia, but when he saw that there were outsiders, he couldn't ask, so he could only nod sincerely.

"Qiu Ju, go and call the bustard." Yan Zenyi looked at Qiu Ju who was obsessively looking in the mirror again, and became more and more confident in his craft.

Qiu Ju responded stupidly, and then reluctantly looked away from the bronze mirror, and walked towards the old bustard's room without even asking why the three sons called the bustard.

The three of them sat back at the table, and while touching the wine in the glass, Yan Chanyi and An Xingchen negotiated the cooperation between cosmetics and makeup artists.

Now An Xingchen and Yan Chanyi looked at each other's eyes, as if they were looking at a God of Wealth. And Yun Xuanji seemed to see the two gods of wealth drinking wine and arranged the abduction of the pit clearly.

Qiu Ju knocked on the bustard's door, but it was a waste of effort, the bustard knew that the new boss was back today, but he didn't care, and even wanted to knock on the new boss with a little bit of seniority. After all, if the boss leaves her, she can take the girls at hand to start a new stove.

And when the old bustard finally opened the door, he saw the amazing Qiu Ju at the door, and at first he thought that the new boss had brought a new Oiran.

After knowing that the stunning woman in front of her turned out to be Qiu Ju, who was unknown on weekdays, she didn't care about taking the disguised garlic, and hurriedly ran towards Yan Zenyi's private room, and even took care of picking up one of her shoes.

This is a new boss, this is clearly a God of Wealth! If Qiu Ju can be transformed like this by the boss, aren't all the girls in the building all the beauties who can overwhelm the crowd?

The old bustard walked into the wing room and saw the three handsome young men in front of the table, and he was a little confused for a while.

Boss Feng only told her that the new boss's surname was Yan, but he didn't tell her more details, and she didn't know which of the three was her new boss for a while, so she had to ask with a smile, "I don't know which of the three sons is Yan Gongzi?" ”

Yan Zenyi didn't hesitate at this time, and stood up directly and said, "It's Yan Gongzi below, but your new boss who is full of flowers is these two, Gongzi An and Gongzi Yun." ”

The old bustard didn't understand a little, but when he saw that Yan Zenyi had put out the house deed and land deed, he didn't ask much, but only smiled flatteringly and said to the two of them, "I've seen Gongzi An, I've seen Gongzi Yun." ”

Neither of them paid attention to her, An Xingchen was calculating the set of cosmetics just now in her heart, how long would it take for her old Zhou family's workshop to be mass-produced, and how much silver would be appropriate. But Yun Xuanji was thinking in his head, what else are the four evil arts?

Seeing this, Yan Zenyi could only add, "In the future, the personnel deployment of the building will be ,...... Haven't asked your last name yet? ”

"Everyone here calls me Mother Hua." The old bustard replied respectfully, and all the thoughts that were originally difficult to talk about the increase were gone, and he just wanted to hug the big thick legs of the God of Wealth!

"Good flowers...... Mom, in the future, I will listen to Mr. Yun for the deployment of personnel who are full of buildings, and I will listen to Mr. An for matters such as silver reconciliation. Yan Zen clothes are still a little uncomfortable for a while, the most intimate word "mother" in modern times, in ancient times, it was used to call the old bustard of the Qinglou.

After this experience of visiting the Qinglou, she probably doesn't want to come here to play in the future, her face is still so thin than she thought, and she can't flirt with the women in the Qinglou at all.

However, Yan Chanyi is still very happy, now that she has handed over all the matters of this Qinglou to Yun Xuanji and An Xingchen, she will be much easier.

In fact, Yan Zenyi also thinks that An Xingchen is true love for Yun Xuanji, as the saying goes, women chase men, although the identities of the two do not match, but ...... Maybe An Xingchen can convince Yun Xuanji to get into trouble?

Yan Chanyi didn't realize that at this moment, facing An Xingchen, who had just become friends with her, and Yun Xuanji, who had been with her for more than half a year, her heart was really biased towards An Xingchen's armpit.

Why is that? Is it for the purple dragon crystal that won her heart?

The three of them chatted together for two more hours in the Qinglou, and after a few glasses of wine, the relationship between Yun Xuanji and An Xingchen was much more harmonious, and they no longer targeted each other as they did at the beginning.

By the time the three of them were slightly drunk and walked out of the Huamanlou, it was already three o'clock in the morning.

An Xingchen sat in the carriage of her Anfu and went back to the house on her own. And Yun Xuanji followed Yan Zenyi into the carriage of King Yan's mansion.

Yun Xuanji sat in the carriage, casually playing with the white jade bone fan in his hand, but Yu Guang had been secretly looking at Yan Zen Yi who was blushing because of drinking.

The carriage was a little stuffy, Yan Zenyi lifted the curtains of the car window, and there was no light on the street, only the moonlight was still shining selflessly. The moonlight followed the turbulence of the carriage, and on the small and delicate face of Yan Zenyi, there was a flurry of light.

Yan Zenyi squinted slightly, and seemed to want to vomit because of the bumps in the carriage.

"Are you okay? The carriage is a bit bumpy, why don't we walk back? Yun Xuanji saw her uncomfortable face, and asked with some worry.

"I'm fine." Yan Zenyi refused, not because she didn't want to vomit, but because she just wanted to go back quickly and lie back on her bed, her head was a little dizzy, looking at Yun Xuanji, with a little overlapping shadow.

Yan Zenyi pretended to be fine, and smiled at Yun Xuanji on the opposite side, but thought in his heart, he couldn't always think about what to vomit or not, and if he shifted his gaze, maybe he wouldn't want to vomit.

Just looking at the white jade bone fan that he had been holding tightly in the palm of his hand, she smiled lightly, "Put this fan in me, and I'll give it to you when I finish inscribed." ”

Yun Xuanji handed over the fan without a hint of hesitation, he didn't know what she would write or draw, or even know if she would do it when she was awake, or if she would finish it while she was slightly drunk.

But he knew that whatever it was, he was looking forward to it, and whatever it was, as long as it was made by her, he would treasure it.

Yan Zenyi took the hand of the fan and gently skimmed it in his palm.

She didn't notice it, but his heart seemed to be inexplicably teased.

Thinking of the daytime in the golden and jade hall, she closed her eyes and locked her fingers, although she knew that she was just using his palm as a template, recalling the circumference of another man's fingers, but he was still at that moment.

They must have been fingers clasped tightly, so she could draw the circumference of his fingers with a little recollection. But he just can't control his emotions, he doesn't want to let go, he wants to hold that little hand as delicate as white jade, no matter where he goes, he won't let go together.

When the carriage stopped at the side gate of King Yan's mansion, Yan Zenyi's wine seemed to have gone down a little, and she could walk towards the courtyard of the chrysanthemum with grace.

Not far from the side door is the semi-double courtyard, Yun Xuanji originally wanted to send Yan Zenyi back to the Liju Courtyard, but he was glared at by Fenghua inexplicably, and he could only give up and go back to his semi-double courtyard directly.

There is a small forest between the semi-double courtyard and the fence chrysanthemum courtyard, and there are not many lights in the backyard, but it is enough to illuminate this secluded path. It's just that this secluded path, in the dim dim light, is full of lush foliage and shadows, but it is inexplicably lonely.

Yan Zenyi looked at this piece of light and shadow, and suddenly began to hum a little song in his mouth.

"Look at me, how small I am, because you have dreams to do. Maybe you won't stop for me, then let me stand behind you. I can follow you like a shadow chasing the light. I can wait at this intersection, whether you pass through or not. Every time I lift my head for you, even tears feel free. Some love is like heavy rain, but they still believe in rainbows. ”

Well, Yan Zen Yi seems to be more drunk, and as she walks, she has already started, well, roaring.

Fenghua's ears were about to explode, obviously it was a song that seemed to be good, but at the moment it was shouted like a tug of war.