Monarch and ministers are the same

"What kind of flowers does the Prime Minister like?" Faceless Young Master asked with a smile while carefully applying white powder on Bei Hanyi's face.

Bei Hanyi said: "It's probably an orchid." His eyes glanced casually, and he saw a bite mark from the slightly bent collar of the faceless young man. The scar was purple and red. It was obviously newly added recently. Did not ask the exit.

"Orchids? Do you like white orchids or purple orchids?" Faceless Young Master held a fine brush in his hand, and lifted Bei Hanyi's chin to look around: "It's better to paint peach blossoms. New peaches and old peaches are all over the branches. It's also a good scene."

"As you wish." Bei Hanyi perfunctory him.

"Look at you, you look restless, want to leave?" The faceless boy stained his ink, picked up his brush and said with a smile: "You can calm down, it's not safe to go out for a while, the bustard must be in the mansion Turn over you, you are here with me, I can still protect you."

"It's just..." Bei Hanyi was still thinking about Xu Wensu in his heart, and he wanted to go back and ask about Sima Junrong's Xu family.But Faceless Young Master said such words again, Bei Hanyi didn't know what to do for a while.

"I hope to win the hearts of the one, and the white head will not be separated." The faceless son drew a pen on Bei Hanyi's left face to draw flowers, and said softly: "The prime minister is very lucky." When he said, he looked into Bei Hanyi's eyes and smiled calmly.

But Bei Hanyi was startled, and silently stopped talking.

Faceless Young Master painted for half a stick of incense. At the end, he put the pen on the dressing table, supported Bei Hanyi's shoulders and turned slightly, and his whole body was reflected in the bronze mirror.

From the face to the neck is pink and white, you can't see the true color, a pair of lotus flowers delicately occupy half of the face, the lotus is light pink, without emerald cover, and the pedicles are born, the lips are pink, not only beautiful and charming, but also beautiful But not vulgar, demon but not flattering.

Bei Hanyi stared blankly at himself in the bronze mirror, looked and looked in disbelief, and exclaimed: "This, this is me? Eh? It's not a peach blossom?"

"It's you, beautiful, so beautiful that no one dares to recognize it. Peach blossoms are too vulgar, not as good as lotus flowers. They are not stained by mud, clean and elegant, and they match you very well." Faceless Young Master patted Bei Hanyi on the shoulder, turned around and walked from the side of the bed. Mu Shi took a white wide-sleeved silk dress and put it in the crook of his arm, stretched out his hand to support Bei Hanyi, and changed Bei Hanyi's clothes very skillfully.

"This look is beautiful, but it's also ghost-like, and it's scary." Bei Hanyi complained in his tone.

The Faceless Young Master said: "Then what's the point of being a ghost for once?" He stared at the door, then lowered his voice and said: "They are here."

There was a sound of hurried footsteps outside the door, followed by a knock on the door. The Faceless Young Master reached out and removed Bei Hanyi's crown, picked up a hairpin from the jewelry box on the dressing table, and briefly tied the hairpin for Bei Hanyi. Pushed him, and said softly: "Go to the bed and sleep on your side, don't move, just pretend to be asleep, don't know anything, leave the rest to me."

Bei Hanyi didn't know that there were broken rules in the brothel, he felt a little flustered, and nodded as he said.

The bustard was holding a pink handkerchief outside the door, banging on the door: "My son, what are you doing? Hurry up and open the door."

"Here we come." There was a lazily voice that turned back and forth, and the door swung open. The Faceless Young Master stretched his arms lightly, and said coolly, "What time is it? Come here to do it." What?"

The bustard said: "My young master, my God of Wealth, something serious happened. The bustard asked you, have you ever seen a handsome young master?"

The Faceless Young Master chuckled: "I've seen it, why haven't I seen it before, all the young men in Cuixian Tower are handsome young men, which one is the bustard looking for?"

"It's not about this, it's not about this." The bustard was playing the piano to the cow, stomping her feet anxiously: "Get out of the way, I want to search your attic." The bustard pushed him away, and the faceless boy didn't intend to stop him Then, he followed in with a calm expression.

"Who is this?" The bustard was first startled by the person lying on the side of the bed. The person was lying on the side with his eyes closed, as if he was asleep, with loose hair, a lazy expression, white silk on his body, and a pink face. It painted a pair of exquisite Bingdi lotus. At first glance, it is beautiful and not vulgar, but it is a little too white to be frightening.

"Buddhist, what do you think of my painting? Is it delicate enough?" Faceless Young Master's tone was a little smug.

"Is this our young lady from Cuixianlou?"

"I painted a whole stick of incense, and my knuckles hurt from exhaustion, Madam, you have to order the black chicken soup in the kitchen stew to make it up for me."

"Is he from Cuixianlou?"

"Oh, it's been a long time since I painted so hard, I'm so tired that my heart hurts."

"you……"

The faceless boy and the bustard talked differently, but they didn't agree at all, so the bustard stomped her feet angrily: "Come here, fetch a basin of water, and wipe the face of this man on the bed, I want to see how he is. who is it!"

The faceless young man fell silent, and the boy quickly fetched water, twisted the handkerchief and applied it to Bei Hanyi's face, Bei Hanyi's heart trembled, and the boy's fingers were about to touch his forehead, only to hear nothing. Mr. Mian said coolly: "Even though my masterpiece is ruined, the bustard better think about it first, it's rare that I'm in a good mood today, and I'm willing to make up for others. If you ruin him, I'll ruin Cuixianlou Mr. Dishuang."

Hearing that the words were wrong, the boy took his hand back in a daze.

When the bustard heard this, she jumped up in anger: "You ruined a night before, and today you want to make a bid for the cream, you, you want to piss me off!"

"How dare. When I first entered Cuixianlou, Wumian told the bustard very clearly that I am not a good person, and I am the most selfish. If others cut off a hair of mine, I will cut it off." That man's head." With a cold expression on his face, Wumian said slowly, "Today the bustard wants to destroy Wumian's make-up, it's like pulling out Wumian's hair, and Wuface is timid, so naturally he dare not really want the bustard's head , but Dishuang is like the head of the bustard, if you destroy him, there should be no difference if you take the head of the bustard."

"Are you threatening me?" The bustard was trembling all over.

"Don't dare." Wu Mian leisurely shook a finger: "Wu Mian is just reminding the bustard to be cautious and think twice before acting."

"You..." The bustard gritted her teeth and was powerless to fight back, and she remained in a stalemate for a while.Faceless, on the other hand, still looks calm and unhurried.

The bustard lost her momentum first, and waved her hand helplessly: "I shouldn't have recruited you in the first place, I was blind, and recruited you such a wicked god!" Turned around and left, all the way aggressively, shouting back the group of people .

Faceless closed the door, and the Beihan clothes on the bed were like a puddle of mud. He lay on his back on the bed, took a deep breath, and muttered: "I'm so scared to death. If it's half a minute later, I probably won't be able to hold on anymore."

Beihan's clothes were wet with sweat, and he felt very tired all over his body. He raised his hand to wipe his forehead, and his white powdered hands were covered with sweat stains.

The Faceless Young Master walked over with a light smile, looked at Bei Hanyi's smudged makeup, and said with a sneer, "Didn't you hear what I told the bustard just now? Whoever destroys my makeup is like breaking my hair, whoever breaks my hair He must take the head." He stared at Bei Hanyi with a chilly face, sighed suddenly after a long while, and pulled Bei Hanyi up: "Forget it, forget it, I can't afford to offend the current Lord."