In the imperial capital of Yan Kingdom, thin smoke and rain shrouded the Sifang City.

Early in the morning, on the long street in front of the rouge shop in the east of the city, people lined up in a long line, with bewitching dresses and exquisite makeup.

The smell of thick or faint smell in the wind is like the brilliance of being splashed with thick ink in a faint ink painting.

"What's new today is the latest developed lipstick, I'm here to test you, remember what I said-"

On the high wooden platform, Su Yueshi, who was dressed in red and tied up her hair, wore delicate full makeup, and held a short round jade porcelain bottle in her hand, "What color lipstick should you use for yellow skin?" ”

"Reddish-brown!"

A group of people gathered around her under the high platform, scrambling to answer.

"That's right," Su Yueshi snapped her fingers, wiped her fingers on the inside of her arm, and there was a slight flash of broken gold in the red tone: "This lipstick is simply a yellow skin savior, the reddish-brown color is extremely white, and the fine flash is simply the afterglow of the sunset, which is enough to resist but not too aggressive, and it will become a rich flower in the world in seconds!" Moisturizing without lip lines, just two taels of silver, you can have the same red lips as His Royal Highness King Yan! ”

She skillfully described the characteristics of lipstick, wiped her red lips clean with a juan cloth dipped in her self-developed makeup remover, picked a clean flat brush to outline on her thin lips, and finished her lip makeup in a few strokes.

"What do you mean by Yellowskin and Yu?"

Many of the people in the audience are new to join in the fun, and they are confused about these novel words.

"Yellow skin is literal, it's our wheat skin color." A well-meaning regular customer explained on the side: "Imperial well, it probably means that it is more noble like the royal family." ”

"Look, everyone, this complexion came up all of a sudden," Su Yueshi kissed the back of her hand: "It's also very good to keep color!" Limited edition of 500 bottles today, first come, first served! Pay on the left to get the number, and then queue up on the right to get it! ”

Before the words fell, the crowd was like a boiling pot of water, holding a silver bag and squeezing out to pay the money.

"Who trampled my shoes off!"

"You grabbed ten boxes by yourself, is it a mouth full of mouths?!"

"Miss Ben is glad! If you have money, grab ten boxes! ”

Everyone was chattering, the long shirts and headbands were entangled, the literati used fans to push through the crowd and drill in, and the young lady of the family even brought a group of small people to buy it.

After a loud explanation, Su Yueshi had already had a dry mouth, and finally had to take a sip of tea, looking at the crowd crowded in the audience, she couldn't help but sigh: "Ma Yun's father is really great, if I have to grab a new model every time, I'm afraid I won't have my head left." ”

"What Jack Ma?"

The little guy on the side heard it in a fog, shaking the fan lightly on the side.

"It's okay, it's a person who is close to Pingyi, and the dream lover of many women."

Su Yueshi dealt with it casually, glanced at her, took the fan over and fanned it herself a few times, and the cool breeze was so refreshing that she closed her eyes: "This is the fan." ”

"The little one understands, just like His Royal Highness King Yan?" The little guy suddenly realized.

"Poof...... Pretty much. Su Yueshi smiled.

She, Su Yueshi, a rising beauty star in Beiyan recently, does not actually belong here, but a sad traverser.

Originally, as a graduate beauty blogger in materials chemistry, Su Yueshi relied on product composition analysis and evaluation Amway to become famous in the beauty industry, and she gained countless fans overnight, but she was too excited to jump off the bed and hit her head, and then woke up and became a little handyman in the rouge shop.

The little handyman also has big dreams, since he is in the rouge shop, Su Yueshi took the opportunity to start her old business, while bringing goods to the rouge shop, while developing new cosmetics.

The terrain of Beiyan is vast, and there are no checkpoints in the frontier, and there are only exchanges and exchanges, so the people are extremely open.

Everyone in the world loves beauty, from princes and nobles to ordinary people, all of whom pay attention to appearance.

Her unique and novel publicity methods have a large number of die-hard fans in the imperial capital, and the cosmetics in the rouge shop are often sold out.

"Who says you can't be a beauty blogger without a phone?"

Su Yueshi squinted and smiled, looking at the bulging money bag in the hands of the shopkeeper below, thinking about how much she could divide from it, and suddenly there was a commotion in the crowd.

"Not good!"

Su Yueshi stood up suddenly, she was on a high place, and she could see the movement of the crowd at a glance, it was a woman with a child who was grabbing goods, but the child was squeezed away and she wanted to find it, but the people behind kept pushing forward, and the woman was trampled.

"Tell someone to stop it!" Su Yueshi hurriedly asked people to go down to preside over the order, and shouted from below: "Don't squeeze yet!" The supply is sufficient and will be replenished, don't worry, don't crowd! ”

The riot of the crowd blocked most of the street, and at the corner of the street, someone Gao Ju immediately looked at such a ridiculous scene and frowned.

"What's going on up front?"

"I guess there's something wrong with that rouge shop, let's take a look."

The little servant dismounted and ran over, came back out of breath for a while, and helped the hat that was almost squeezed off: "Back to the prince, it's because many people are rushing to buy in front of that rouge shop, and the crowd tramples on a woman, do you want to go and see?" ”

"Go ahead."

An Fengyin nodded, he is now in charge of the Gyeonggi patrol, and if there is a mess, he naturally has to go to investigate one or two.

He squinted slightly, looking at the woman standing on the high platform across the long street, a red dress was cut into a strange dress, the waist was tightly framed to outline a concave arc, the hem of the sleeves hung down casually and disorderly, and the snow-white jade legs loomed in the middle of the action.

The makeup on the woman's face is even more peculiar, completely different from the style of Beiyan, with fierce red lips, long eyelashes casting an arc of shadows, and her eyes seem to be stained with gold powder.

At a glance, only stunning.

"Lord Wang?" The guard reminded softly, and An Fengyin withdrew his gaze and coughed unnaturally.

Well, it's bad morals.

He made up his mind with a cold gaze, and when he rode forward, the guards had forcibly separated the crowd, and there was a man-high scroll hanging at the door of the store, which I don't know from whose pen it was.

The painting shows a man with a gold-rimmed ink robe and flowing clothes, red lips and white teeth, and a stunning appearance.

It's clearly him, but it doesn't seem to be a person. The person in the picture scroll, a pair of black jade-like eyes are affectionate, although he is a man, but he is a little more gentle with powder, which can only be described by beautiful words.

Moving his gaze to the side slightly, An Fengyin's pupils shrank suddenly, and he wrote in wild handwriting at both ends of the painting - Yan Wang's same red lips, you, deserve it.

His face darkened a little, An Fengyin stared at the painting, the fingers in his sleeves tightened, he took a deep breath and raised his finger to the painting: "Who painted it?" ”

Su Yueshi chuckled in her heart when she saw the guards in armor on the high platform, and said in her heart: "It's over, there was an accident on the roadside stall and hit the chengguan." ”

Hearing someone ask, she hurriedly waved her hand to go down, but the hem of the red dress was swaying all over the ground, and the corners of her skirt were pressed under the chair, and Su Yueshi just planted it straight.

"Thorn-"