What's wrong with my mother adding special effects to my wife?

You Zhang knew that his little master was angry.

The second young lady is different from other people when she is angry. She neither frowns nor stares. She only wears this golden mask with cranes and orchids in it, and quietly looks at herself in the bronze mirror. It is as quiet as springs pouring from an empty pool, the more turbulent her anger is, the more calm her expression will be.

You Zhang didn't know why she was dissatisfied, the letter had been delivered, the poison had been applied and then detoxified, everything went according to her expectation, the only accident was the two pieces of silver tape that the girl tore off, which was to the second lady. , it is really not a loss.

But he knew how to make her happy.

You Zhang knelt down so that she could see his face effortlessly, and then lifted and tore off the skin, revealing a gentle and handsome face—this elegant and gentle temperament is almost the same as that of a girl like.

He didn't bother the girl looking at the mirror to feel sorry for herself, but only looked at her tenderly and lovingly.

After a while, the other party really looked sideways and looked at him.

"I really don't understand why people in the Jianghu would call Bai Xingyun the number one beauty. No matter how beautiful his face is, he will get tired of looking at it a few more times. What is there to cherish about a pool of stagnant water? 'Change' is the eternal brilliance and gold. The girl sighed, "In my opinion, only Brother You is worthy of this title."

"..." You Zhang bowed his head and said, "If there is no second lady, how can there be You Zhang who is ever-changing."

"Well, no matter how Big Brother You looks, he will always be kind to me." She laughed, "Do you think the owner will be happy this time?"

Happy?

If the villa owner knew about this, he might be so angry that he would vomit blood for three liters.

"...As long as Miss is happy, the owner and wife will be happy too."

"Oh, you don't think I'm against the owner, do you?" The girl felt helpless, "I'm helping him ask Xiao Fangdao to go over."

You Zhang forced a smile, how could she look like she wanted to help?It was almost like sending "This trip is dangerous, don't go to the appointment" to Xiao Fangdao's ears.

Besides, he can understand why this second lady wants to trip up the owner of the estate. He is not her father, but he is sitting in her father's place...

"You really don't understand?" Seeing that he had no words to agree with, the girl raised her eyebrows slightly, and said childishly and seriously, "If the owner only sent that invitation card, Xiao Fangdao has every reason to refuse to participate. The situation is like water and fire, why go to a dangerous situation that is more straightforward than the Hongmen Banquet?"

You Zhang stared.

"And the letter I sent means that no matter whether Xiao Fangdao goes or not, there are people in the village who can fulfill their wishes. In this way, she has to think about the gains and losses."

You Zhang was horrified at the thought, and said in a daze: "Second Miss is very thoughtful, in the future she will definitely..."

"If I were a man, you could say 'There is a lot to do'. If I were a healthy woman, you could at least say 'I have found a good husband'. Now—you don't have to blow my words."

"..."

"The owner may not have thought of this, but he is an upright man, and he believes that he knows Xiao Fangdao well, so he definitely disdains to use this kind of trick." She pointed at the bronze mirror and tapped the crane's beak with her finger. Chunlan, "Like a beautiful woman who breathes like blue, she will never spit out black and white rumors."

There was the whimpering and whimpering of the wheelchair outside the house.

You Zhang suddenly said: "Subordinates, why don't you push 'Proud'?"

Deyi is the name of the wheelchair. When she was most frustrated, it was named "Deyi".

The girl smiled and said, "Brother You can't even bear to be complacent and cold, so naturally he won't have the heart to make me misunderstood, will he?"

The handsome young man finally closed his eyes and let out a long sigh of compromise.

……

Xu Chuilu was pouring water into his belly.

This tonic is really powerful. She drank it for several days in a row, and her physical strength has been overflowing, and the upper limit was forced to be pulled to [-].Even the side effects are severe, with dry mouth during the day and restlessness at night, too bored to lie down, too thirsty to fall asleep, and can only obtain short-term peace by diluting the medicine with water.

[What is my current upper limit of physical strength? 】

[Normal level for normal people. ]

【…】

After struggling tirelessly for so long, I finally reached the starting line level of others, which is awesome.

Forget it, it's not easy to achieve this kind of improvement, both Xuanjian and Shuilian are only worried that her pendant will be broken halfway after hanging it for a few days, so they came up with the fastest way to help her improve.

In any case, drinking medicine is easier than practicing martial arts from scratch.

Xu Chuilu took another sip of cold water, and then began to work at his desk.

What job?

Of course researching new features - modifications.Although Zhaolu has repeatedly reminded that this function has the risk of reducing the degree of completion, as long as the "temporary modification" is used, there shouldn't be any major problems.

In the past few nights, she has used objects of different textures as practice materials for this kind of 3D painting. It is easier to modify than to create directly. After all, it is built on real objects. One thing changed beyond recognition.

On the first day, she tried to change a leaf into a petal. On the second day, she changed a porcelain cup into a porcelain plate. On the third day, she went to the dining room to ask for a big live chicken and added a leg to it. Well, the chicken was so frightened that it fluttered its wings and flew all over the yard, not even going on the road. Even if it returned to its original state after a while, it would still droop its head and lose its pompous chicken spirit.

In short, modification skills can be used on both dead and living objects, but it is more troublesome and labor-intensive to modify living objects. Therefore, it is best to only modify the skin visible to the human eye, without involving its internal structure.

This is enough.

After hearing what Xuan Jian said about You Zhang, she was thinking about the feasibility of using this function to change her face. It seems that she should be able to try it now, but if she is allowed to try it by herself, it is really not easy to draw pictures in front of the mirror. It's convenient, if you find someone else... and I'm afraid that this kind of disguise magic will scare people.

On top of that, she doesn't know many people here, and even fewer people she can trust.

Xiao Fangdao is one of them, but she has just left the customs and has a lot of sect affairs to deal with, so I haven't seen her at all in the past few days.Besides, even if this busy person is free, it is impossible for her to tell the other party "I have learned how to change my face, can I try with your face?" The knife is believed, then this skill is really necessary for a spy, it is too suspicious, it is completely worth torture and torture to extract a confession...

Can't think, think is dead.It is better to ask for others than to ask for yourself, she decided to treat her own face.

In the dark and windy midnight of the night, under the shadow of a candle, sitting in front of a bronze mirror is a woman in a middle-dress with hair caressing her face. Her finger sweeps lightly in the air, and the image in the mirror dissolves and becomes blurred. ——When modifying, the modified object will be shrouded in a layer of fluctuating air currents to protect it from interference, and only Xu Chuilu can clearly see the details of this object.These floating color blocks are slowly shifting and reorganizing under her influence.

If there is a second person here, he must be frightened to pieces by this midnight theater with painted skin of demons.

But it was she who was frightened.

"Who broke into me... ah, uh... suzerain."

The exclamation from the night watch disciple of Jueshetang caused Xu Chuilu to quickly close the modification interface.

But the temporary modification has already taken effect. Although she hasn't changed much, this description is also different from before. If someone sees it...

She wanted to pull off the quilt and pretend to be asleep, but the light was still on, and it would be too fake to turn off suddenly at this time, so she found the box of unused rouge in the dowry, quickly picked it up with her fingertips and smeared it on it. face.

When she found it for the first time, Xuan Jian said that it was a gift from the Feng Talisman. At that time, Xu Chuilu thought about the reason why the Feng Talisman gave her rouge for a long time... Either she liked her praise that day, or she felt that she His face was pale, and he really needed rouge to cover up his ugliness.

But after that day, Fengfu never came back, and she had no chance to ask or thank her.

Holding the rouge box in her hands, she only hoped that Xiao Fangdao would never come to her—it would be fine to talk to the disciple of Jueshetang, talk to Xuanjian, or go out to relax and watch the moon, as long as...

The door opened.

It was not blown away by the wind, but pushed away by people.

Xu Chuilu stared stiffly at the long and narrow shadow on the ground, and raised her head in despair.

She hardly realized that this person was Xiao Fangdao.

The other party changed out of the red dress and black robe, and wore the set of cross-neck sleeves that looked like a female crown as a gift from her. Under the moonlight veil, her narrow waist and slender arms were hidden. The incompatible softness is embedded in the sharp temperament of copper and iron.However, because she was standing against the light, her complexion was slightly gloomy, and this softness was mixed with a bit of misty beauty.

No wonder the night watch disciples let out such terrible howls.

The Xu Chuilu in Xiao Fangdao's eyes is also extremely strange - his clothes are disheveled and his face is red, like a female ghost who has been attacked.

As the two looked at each other, the doubts of "Did I see a ghost?" suddenly exploded like a cluster of fireworks.

After the embers subsided, Xiao Fangdao, who was ten feet tall, said, "What are you doing?"

Xu Chuilu quickly smoothed out her messy hair, and explained: "Just... I just drank the medicine and couldn't sleep, so I got up to do my makeup."

"You are sick?"

Although it sounded like a curse, Xu Chuilu still understood her original intention from the logical accent.

"No, it's a tonic..."

She briefly described the ins and outs of Shiquan Dabu Decoction.

Xiao Fangdao frowned slightly: "Sit down."

Xu Chuilu didn't dare to be suspicious, and bent down to sit on the bench in front of the mirror. Xiao Fangdao walked up behind her and pressed his palm on her middle waist.

...!

It was very sudden.

The cool zhenqi melted into her inner organs like snow, sweeping away the dryness and stagnation, and she immediately felt that the spiritual platform was clear and comfortable, which was better than drinking ten pots of cold water.

"You are not a warrior, and you don't know how to adjust your internal breath and sort out your meridians. It's normal for you to do some stupid things when you can't stand the medicine."

Stupid thing?Do you mean putting on makeup in the middle of the night?

"Thank you Sect Master."

"Thank you, if it wasn't for me, they wouldn't force you to drink this."

Xiao Fangdao must be in a bad mood.

It's hard to describe the reason, but her running here in the middle of the night without rest is very telling.

She felt a light pat on her lower back.

"Go and wash your face."

That can't be washed!

Xu Chuilu quickly changed the subject, and said sincerely: "The suzerain must have something important to come here at this time, I don't know what disciples can help you to share your worries?"

Xiao Fangdao narrowed his eyes in confusion: "Your face..."

"It's like this for women, before makeup and after makeup are two different looks." She is confident.

Xiao Fangdao didn't delve into it further, and said lightly: "I'm interrogating a person, do you have any impression of Song Yusheng?"

The name couldn't be considered completely unfamiliar, but she couldn't remember who it was at the moment.

"He's... a disciple of Jueshe Hall? I don't have much contact with them, but as long as I see them, I should have an impression. What are his physical characteristics?"

Xiao Fangdao's description was simple and precise, and Xu Chuilu quickly recalled it.

That person is considered a very popular senior brother in Jue Shetang, he started early and was a disciple of a certain elder, so he was of the same generation as himself.

They have met several times, and they can only be counted as nodding acquaintances.

"Not very familiar, what's wrong with this person?"

Xiao Fangdao raised his sleeves, and his eyes fell leisurely on the luxurious veil: "That day, he told Ruan Xunxiang the news of your going down the mountain."

hiss.

No wonder Ruan Xunxiang stopped and got out of the car just when she was gossiping with Xuanjian.

What is it called?All encounters in the world are long-lost reunions—or have been planned for a long time.