A dark villain came to Jinting Bulaoxiang

The state teacher's mood suddenly became bad, his face was longer than a donkey's, and his eyebrows were wrinkled into a big lump. He felt like he had fifteen buckets of water to draw - up and down.

He didn't want the little madman in front of him to help him memorize some secret of immortality, otherwise his position in front of the emperor would be in jeopardy; he also didn't want him to neutralize the poison and turn His Royal Highness the Crown Prince white, otherwise his incompetence would be exposed.

So his heart was in ups and downs, like an ant on hot pan, and he was anxious and restless.

The ministers hoped that Xiao Sizhe could make the Crown Prince white, and their eyes were full of expectation. They were calculating in their hearts, thinking that this would solve the immediate crisis and secretly continue to plan to change the dynasty.

They were whispering to each other, discussing in low voices, and occasionally stealing a glance at Xiao Sizhe.

At this time and place, everyone present was looking at Xiao Sizhe with great excitement, and they all hoped that what they thought was correct.

Everyone's expression was different. Some were so nervous that they swallowed their saliva, and their throats kept rolling up and down; some put their hands together and prayed silently; others clenched their fists, and their palms were full of sweat.

Emperor Yuxuan was already getting impatient and waved his hand impatiently, his hand like a waving whip, and shouted loudly: "Hurry up and tell me, I've been waiting for you for a long time." His face turned red, the veins on his neck bulged, and he looked as if he wanted to eat someone.

Little Sizhe stood at the edge of the coffin, looking very proud, tapping the edge with his little toes, making a "knock-knock-knock" sound, and the rhythm sounded like a cheerful beat.

He put one hand on his waist and held his head high, looking extremely proud. He said loudly to Concubine Wan: "My Lady Concubine Wan, please bring me some rouge and powder!"

Xiao Sizhe was secretly proud of himself: Humph, I let you all guess, but you can't guess what I'm going to do. You'll be surprised later.

When everyone heard this, they looked at each other in confusion and surprise. Some people stared with their eyes wide open, their mouths wide open enough to fit an orange; some people stroked their chins, trying to figure out what Xiao Sizhe was up to; and some people couldn't help but whisper, "What the hell is this Xiao Sizhe up to?"

Concubine Wan also looked confused, but she still did as Xiao Sizhe asked.

Emperor Yuxuan was so angry when he saw this that he jumped up and said, "You little brat, why do you need rouge and powder? Are you teasing me?"

Xiao Sizhe was not in a hurry and said with a smile: "Don't worry, Your Majesty, you will know in a moment." Xiao Sizhe thought to himself: Your Majesty, just wait and see, I will definitely surprise you.

The Imperial Master said sarcastically, "Humph, I think you are just stalling for time."

Xiao Si gave the Imperial Master a cold look and cursed in his heart: This old thing only knows how to make trouble, you’ll be in trouble later.

At this time, Concubine Wan came back with rouge and powder. Xiao Sizhe took it, opened the box and started fiddling with it.

There was an atmosphere of tension and curiosity in Qingxin Hut, and everyone's eyes were fixed on Xiao Sizhe, waiting for his next move.

Xiao Sizhe took a few boxes of rouge and powder and jumped into the coffin like a nimble little monkey.

He just squatted down, then suddenly stood up and shouted to Shui Qinglian: "Smuggler, come here!" The voice was crisp and loud, with a bit of urgency.

Shui Qinglian hurried over, sat on the edge of the coffin, leaned forward, and put his ear close. Xiao Sizhai whispered a few words in his ear, and Shui Qinglian's eyes widened, her face full of surprise, but she kept nodding.

Shui Qinglian nodded and hurried out.

The Imperial Master would not allow them to collude like this, and his voice became shrill with anxiety, like a rooster whose tail was stepped on: "What are you doing? You are not allowed to help!" He shouted and waved his arms, looking like he was going crazy.

In a flash, a box of rouge and powder hit him on the head. With a "pop" sound, the box was smashed open, and the powder inside sprinkled like snowflakes, making his head and face full of it. He instantly turned into a funny old man.

"Ah! What is that?" The Imperial Master screamed and hurriedly wiped it on his face. Now his face looked even better, half yellow and half white, like a clown with the wrong color painted on.

Emperor Yuxuan turned his head and saw this scene. He was stunned at first, and then he couldn't help laughing: "Hahaha..." He laughed so hard that tears were almost coming out. The laughter echoed in the room, shaking the dust on the beams to fall down.

She was wearing makeup? A strong scent of powder hit his nose at this moment, making the Imperial Master sneeze repeatedly.

Seeing this scene, the people around couldn't help laughing. This originally solemn place of mourning suddenly became a place of joy and entertainment. There was no trace of sadness at all!

Xiao Sizhe shouted at the ministers at the top of his voice: "Prime Minister Fan, Lord Qi, Minister Han, General Xiao, more than a dozen of you ministers, come here and surround the coffin. Don't let them come over to see it, otherwise it won't work." As he shouted, he waved the rouge box in his hand, and he looked very serious.

Prime Minister Qi Ge Lao waved his hand to the other ministers and said loudly: "Let's go and protect His Royal Highness the Crown Prince!" His expression was serious, as if this was an extremely important task.

The Imperial Master blinked his green eyes, thinking in his mind: "I can do it, too!" In fact, he just wanted to sneak a peek at what Xiao Sizhe was going to do. He simply couldn't believe that just rouge and powder could turn a face as black as charcoal white?

"No! You are a jinx who will drive away good things! The farther away the better!" Little Sizhe shouted unceremoniously, his momentum was no less than that of an adult.

"What?" The Imperial Master was furious. His green eyes immediately turned into white eyes, and his beard stood up in anger. He never thought that he would become a jinx.

Emperor Yuxuan laughed and said, "I won't join in the fun!" He thought to himself that he couldn't figure out what this little Sizhe was up to anyway, so he might as well wait and see the result. It seemed that he had become smarter now and knew how to use stillness to overcome movement.

Shui Qinglian came jogging over with a few porcelain bottles in her hand. She was so tired and out of breath that she almost fell down when she handed them to him.

Sizhe took it and started his experiment. He opened the bottle and smelled it, then picked up the box to look at it. He looked very focused, as if he was making a great invention.

The ministers stood shoulder to shoulder, hand in hand, tightly surrounding the coffin, facing outwards, their posture was like an indestructible human wall.

Emperor Yuxuan snorted and snorted: Now they are united. He secretly wondered in his heart whether this little Sizhe could succeed.

At this time, the Qingxin Cottage was filled with the fragrance of cosmetics and the laughter of the crowd. The atmosphere of tension and joy was intertwined, making people curious about what would happen next.

The imperial teacher was so anxious that he was running around anxiously. He wanted to get closer to take a peek from time to time, but was stopped by the ministers.