Chapter 8 Is the Bride an Uncooked Rice Dumpling?
"Miss, please stay and we'll dress you up. The blue bird dressed in green clothes waited respectfully for Luo Wusheng's reply beside the bed.
"Put the underwear next to the bed and turn all the other way with their backs to me. Luo Wusheng instantly returned to the state of his master, commanding very majestically, and Ye Qingjue, who was drinking tea in the living room, heard Luo Wusheng's words, but the corners of his mouth rose slightly, as if he thought of something.
After Luo Wusheng put on her red underwear, under the leadership of Lu Yin and Blue Bird, she was like a doll and was cleaned up by the little hands of the maids.
First the hair. Luo Wusheng's hair only crossed ten centimeters above his shoulders, combing a modern bridal head, and inserting a delicate red rose in his ear, which was also extremely beautiful, but it was too difficult to comb an ancient bridal head, which looked too difficult in Luo Wusheng. As if she was watching a joke, she was waiting for the maids who were in the house and were helpless to go to the night and say that there was no way to get the hair. It's just that things are always unexpected for her, and she was a little surprised to see that Lu Yin and Blue Bird took out a lot of wigs from a wooden box at the end of the maid on the side, put them on the dressing table, and combed the bride's head for her, and put the rest of the wig bun back into the wooden box, and the maid holding the wooden box retreated.
Then there's the face makeup. "Miss, please close your eyes. As soon as Lu Yin's words fell, Luo Wusheng closed his eyes.
Luo Wusheng felt a burst of fragrance fall on her face with some powder, she just wanted to open her eyes to see what it was, but was stopped by the green, "Miss, don't open your eyes, if this makeup powder pounces into your eyes, it won't be good." ”
A minute or so passed, and Luo Wusheng was a little impatient, "Can you open your eyes now?"
"That's it. ”
Luo Wusheng opened her eyes, looked at her white face, looked left and right in the mirror, she really wanted to ask how Lu Yin managed to make the powder look so natural. Before she could speak, she saw a blue bird, holding a light yellow powder box and meeting her field of vision, "What is this?"
"It's yellow, miss. Bluebird replied with a smile.
"What are you doing? are you going to dress me up as a yellow-faced woman?" Luo Wusheng was a little frightened by the yellow powder.
Not only did the girls laugh, but even Ye Qingjue, who was sitting outside in the living room drinking tea, was amused and shook her head slightly.
"Miss, this is only on the forehead, the ancients said: about the yellow energy month, this forehead will not only not make you an old woman, but will make you more beautiful and moving. Although he was smiling, the blue bird still patiently and respectfully explained to Luo Wusheng.
Luo Wusheng just shrugged his shoulders and muttered, "Just bully me for being uneducated." The voice was so small that only she could hear it.
Lu Yin picked up a black stone with a handkerchief and ground it into powder on the stone inkstone, then added a little water, and then dipped a little with a pen, and traced it lightly on Luo Wusheng's eyebrows, Luo Wusheng asked curiously: "This black one can't be taken out of the kitchen stove, right?"
As soon as Luo Wusheng's words fell, the maids in the inner room tried not to let themselves laugh, and Ye Qing, who was drinking tea in the living room, almost didn't choke to death by the tea, to be precise, he was choked by Luo Wusheng's strangeness, and silently lamented in his heart: What a living treasure!
Lu Yin endured it again and again, and finally reconciled her tone and said, "Miss is really joking, this thing is called Shi Dai, and it is specially used for thrush." ”
"Oh oh, I see. Luo Wusheng seemed to have suddenly realized.
When the rouge box appeared in Luo Wusheng's field of vision, Luo Wusheng pretended to be deep and said, "This is the rouge you use to apply blush, right?" ”
"This is a good rouge, Miss Baozhun is bright and unusually bright after using it, and it is sweet and fragrant. Blue Bird said as she smeared Luo Wusheng with rouge.
Everyone likes to be beautiful, looking in the mirror, gradually getting closer to the beautiful self, Luo Wusheng was happy in his heart, and the corners of his mouth were slightly raised.
After that, Lu Yin took the red lipstick and applied it to Luo Wusheng's mouth, and the blue bird on the side saw that Lu Yin had finished applying the lipstick, and hurriedly pressed Luo Wusheng's body to stand up, "Miss, don't worry, there is one last one." ”
"The last one?"
"Yes. Saying that, there was another maid beside the blue bird, holding some small appliqués in her hands, there were all kinds of flowers, some birds, small fish, and some styles that Luo Wusheng couldn't see. The blue bird gently pasted a small plum blossom between Luo Wusheng's eyebrows, making the already beautiful and moving Luo Wusheng a little more charming.
The three layers inside and the three layers outside the red wedding clothes tightly wrapped the somewhat slender Luo Wusheng, and the golden phoenix crown pressed heavily on Luo Wusheng's head, Luo Wusheng held his head a little shaky with his hand and said, "Are you planning to wrap a zongzi and then cover the pot and cook me?" But the skin is too thick to cook." ”
Before the green maids could react, Luo Wusheng meant what he meant, and all the tea in the living room squirted out at night, and coughed from time to time: Marrying a wife like this, should you be happy or leisurely?
Before Ye Qingjue could clean up his embarrassment, he saw Luo Wusheng in a red suit walking out of the room, Luo Wusheng, who usually doesn't dress up, can only be described as stunning at the moment, Ye Qingjue touched his face: This girl is really surprising.
"Have you seen enough?" Looking at the somewhat cute Ye Qingjue, Luo Wusheng asked with a hint of teasing.
"Not yet. Ye Qingjue heard that he was going to be molested, and admitted it very generously.
"Oh, then you keep looking. Anyway, there is still half an hour before the wedding starts, right?" Luo Wusheng sat next to Ye Qingjue, and didn't look at him, his eyes went straight to the snacks on the table, tossing for more than an hour, and when she got up in the morning, her stomach was still empty, and she didn't fill it, how could she visit the church later?
Before Luo Wusheng's words fell, Ye Qingjie hurriedly walked out, who asked a certain uncle to give instructions to the housekeeper, just took care of Luo Wusheng's side, looked down, and found that he was still wearing ordinary clothes.