It's quiet inside and outside the house.

Because of today's heavy snowfall, there is no moonlight, and it is dark all around, Yan Li's vision is very good, and he can see everything around him quite clearly.

He looked at the top of the bed with his eyes open, and he couldn't sleep.

In the past, the tasks were carried out at night, and then during the day to catch up on sleep, but now he suddenly reversed his schedule and rest, and he is really not used to it.

Just as he was wondering when the quilt would be hot, a boneless hand slowly put on his waist, and then there was a petite thing in his arms.

Mr. Dong Yuan, who was wearing a veil even when he was sleeping, was hugging his waist tightly, his head resting on his shoulder, and he was trembling.

Is it really that cold?

Yan Li felt that it was getting hotter and hotter, especially when he was hugged by her, and he was annoyed to death.

"It's hot, let's go." Yan Li directly pushed her away, turned over and fell out of bed, put on the coat on the side casually, and left the house without even looking back, with a very chic back.

Qu Yan: "......"

This maid is just... Just... Simply!

Hopeless!

Endure and endure....

Endure her for another three days, and after three days, she still looks like she doesn't want to make progress, so he will drive her away directly, regardless of whether she will be severely punished by the housekeeper or driven out of the Six Princes' Mansion.

She Qu Yan has grown so big, she has never experienced this kind of anger!

**

Early morning.

Qu Yan got up early and put on her clothes, and began to think about her makeup, painting very carefully, and dotting a drop of cinnabar between her eyebrows, which is really beautiful.

She is now a guest of the Six Princes, and she has a monthly salary.

But she slowly discovered the beauty of the white clothes, looking like a fairy in the sky, floating out of the dust, and then wearing a hat and veil, the abundance of gods is peerless, Tsinghua is like the moon, not like a mortal.

Just as she admired her makeup, the door was pushed open.

The maidservant named Xiaocui didn't even knock on the door, she came in directly with breakfast, and her expression was as cold as ever, as if someone owed her money.

Qu Yan hurriedly put the veil back on, sat quietly in front of the vanity mirror, raised her chin slightly and said lightly: "Come here, pull your hair." ”

"Oh." Yan Li's good-tempered past, picked up the hairband casually, picked up the woman's black hair, and neatly tied a high ponytail, the speed was very fast, almost completed in an instant, as if this action had been done countless times.

Qu Yan was about to get angry, but suddenly found that wearing a white dress with simple hair accessories seemed to be more elegant.

She was satisfied, and her face was full of joy.

was about to praise it, but in a blink of an eye, he saw the bad makeup on Xiao Cui's face.

The eyebrows are thickened, like the crayons of the modern plane; The lipstick is painted red, like a monster who wants to eat people; A circle the size of a thief was dotted with cinnabar between the eyebrows.

Her makeup was normal yesterday, why did she become like this today?

Qu Yan couldn't bear to look closely, so she found a basin of water, wiped off her eyebrow makeup and mouth grease, and said with a smile: "Why did you make this makeup like this?" ”

Yan was puzzled and asked, "Isn't it pretty?" ”

Yesterday it was someone from the intelligence department who helped him put on his makeup, and today he made it himself.

Although Dong Yuan was wearing a veil yesterday, he could still see it through the cinnabar between his eyes and eyebrows, which was very good-looking, so he intended to learn Dong Yuan to wear heavy makeup today.

Shouldn't it be as good-looking as Dong Yuan?

Listening to his rhetorical question, the woman shook her head helplessly and said with a smile: "I'll help you." ”

**

Dong Yuan is very beautiful, although he can't see the whole picture.

The woman pressed one hand on his shoulder, and the other hand held an eyebrow pencil to outline between his eyebrows, the corners of her eyebrows and eyes were full of seriousness, and the half-hanging eyelashes were like butterfly wings, trembling and trembling, as if they were about to fly away when touched.

The sunlight hit her hand, white as a piece of nephrite, which made people look fascinated.

Then Dong Yuan picked up a piece of red paper and said with a smile, "Hold it gently." ”

Yan Li somehow did he do it obediently.

He hadn't used this before, whether it was in the intelligence department or just now, he used lipstick, a red solid.

Seeing that Xiaocui was serious, Qu Yan said: "You have to sip it lightly to dye your lips." ”

Seeing that the time was about the same, Qu Yan took out the red paper from her mouth, and then hooked her chin to examine it carefully, and found that the color was too heavy in some places and too light in some places, so she wiped it with her fingertips against her lips and applied it evenly.

For some reason, the little girl seemed to panic, and her whole body was very stiff, like a piece of wood.

Qu Yan suddenly realized the fun of this little cui.

It is estimated that she came to do things at a young age, and it is normal for her to be stupid and not have the consciousness of being a servant, so she should be more tolerant.

Thinking like this, Qu Yan felt that the qi from last night and even this morning was all gone, and with a tap of cinnabar on her fingertips, she made a droplet-shaped face flower on her forehead.

Yan Li felt that the air he inhaled in his heart seemed to be on fire.

The heat died.

The Adam's apple that was covered by the collar rolled, and he suddenly felt that his mouth was dry, so he got up and went to find water to drink.

Qu Yan watching from the sidelines: "......"

Never mind.

This little girl is actually quite cute, isn't she?

It's just that he's too young, not to mention just a glass of water. She is a newly educated person, how can she still maintain such a stubborn feudal mentality, it is not desirable or desirable.

**

The six princes were summoned to the palace.

There is no need to go to the study to discuss the policy, and when there is nothing to do, Qu Yan nests in the room to read and learn words.

Qu Yan wrote, and found that there was a line of sight staring straight at her back, and when she turned to look, she saw Xiao Cui who was casually shifting her gaze.

Do you want to learn to write?

Women in this era have been constrained, with all kinds of rules and regulations, the most stringent of which is that 'women are virtuous if they are not talented', Xiaocui should not have gone to school.

Qu Yan sighed lightly: "Xiaocui, do you know how to write?" ”

"Yes."

Listening to the unexpected answer, Qu Yan became interested: "You come and write about it." ”

Yan Li took the brush in Qu Yan's hand and wrote two words on the paper 'extremely chic': Xiaocui.

Qu Yan looked at the black lines all over her head, although the strokes of this word are right, but this cursive script is really... It's too sloppy, crooked, and if you don't look closely, you don't know what it is, just as a ghost drawing.

Yan Li learned the most in the Metropolitan Procuratorate, and the killing move was a one-move killing. I don't know anything about the poems and songs on the side, but I know some words, because the assassination targets arranged by the pavilion master are often people who are famous in the rivers and lakes and temples, and their residences are often very large.