Travel back to ancient times to be a beautician

Sunan raised his head and smiled brightly at her: "Don't stand, sit down." He raised his eyes and motioned Cui Xueru to sit in front of him.

Cui Xiaoru glanced at him speculatively and uneasily, then lowered her head again, holding the corner of the handkerchief in her hand, not daring to look up at Sunan.

Su Nanzai carefully looked at Cui Xiaoru from her hair all the way down to her chest, and shook her head, feeling that something was wrong all over her body.

Her hair is dry and unhealthy, her complexion is not only yellow, but also peeling and flakes, her shoulders are slightly shrunk inward, and her chest is pitifully small...

Sunan had already listed several shortcomings in his mind.

Cui Xiaoru was keenly aware of the disappointment in Sunan's gaze, which made her even more afraid to look up at him, her heart clenched, and even her fingertips felt a little sore.

Sunan raised his hand, pushed a stack of papers towards her, and said, "This is the plan I made for you. There are ten pages in total. Take a look first."

Cui Xiaoru couldn't help bringing the stack of papers over. Fortunately, she had learned to read and read before, and she didn't seem sleepy with the content on it.

This is a stack of very detailed plans, detailing when she should get up, when to eat, what kind of food she should have for breakfast, what she should do in the morning, and how to do it from afternoon to night.

Not to mention that this timetable is also mixed with content for her to learn piano, chess, calligraphy, painting, dancing and music. The content is different every day, and every day is a full one, which suddenly makes her head big.

As she watched, she felt more and more guilty in her heart. She raised her head and glanced at Sunan, seeing him staring at her with a faint smile, she panicked, and immediately lowered her eyes, not daring to be distracted.

Turning to the last page, there is a contract, which roughly states that Cui Xiaoru will undergo a two-month transformation training, during which time she will fully follow Sunan's order and sign from Cui Xiaoru The bet starts to count.

But when she read to the end, panic flashed across her eyes. It was written in the contract that the renovation cost was a total of 400 taels of silver.

400 taels? !She couldn't help feeling a little apprehensive, the money allocated to her by the Cui Mansion was only three taels of silver for a month, and this was the expenses of her, Xiaomei, and Po Zhang together. Life was already very difficult, how could it be possible to save so much What about the money?

Her face suddenly flushed red, she was full of shame, she didn't know where to put her hands, she was a little embarrassed, with tears in her eyes, and said falteringly: "Mr. Su, I...I really can't hold it." pay so much money."

This is really a huge sum of money for her, needless to say for her, even if it is Cui's residence, it must be all the expenses of the residence for nearly half a year.

Hearing what she said, Sunan was not in a hurry, and slowly roasted the spices with the tip of the hairpin to make it more evenly heated and the fragrance longer-lasting.

The hairpin is really exquisite, the whole body is made of silver, and a blooming peony flower in the middle is lifelike, with a little jade-colored light on the silver flower, and a butterfly lands behind it like a surprise, The tentacles are curled into a beautiful range, and there are a few tassels hanging from the bottom, which is very beautiful.

Cui Xiaoru thought it was so beautiful when she saw it. She looked at Sunan with some envy. If she had such a beautiful hairpin, she would probably be a treasure. The bottom of the table, treasure it well.

"Do you know, how much is a steamed medicinal bath here?" Sunan smiled lightly, ignoring Cui Xiaoru's shame, and continued: "Black horns weigh three liang, cloves six qian, cured tea powder six qian, turmeric Three coins... just such a fragrant bath is worth ten taels of silver."

Staring at Cui Xiaoru, Sunan said slowly: "Not to mention there is milk, I will also personally design jewelry and clothing for you, please teach your poems, songs, piano, chess, calligraphy and painting, you know, now invite a good Is it expensive for Mr. to teach you?"

He has already given her a lot of discounts, do you know how much he used to make such a customized beauty in Interstellar before?I don't say it out of fear of scaring you to death.

"It cost me more than 50 taels of silver just to make the jewelry in my hand. How dare you tell me it's expensive?" Sunan looked at Cui Xiaoru with a smile, gnashing his teeth in his tone.

Cui Xiaoru was frightened immediately, he hesitated and couldn't speak, her head was like a paste, and was turned into a bean curd flower by Sunan's stirring, and she wanted to calculate such an account in her mind, but she did the calculation Go, but can't figure it out. Seeing that Sunan seemed to be angry, he was speechless in a panic, only "I...I..." for a long time.

The last two drops of hot tears left from the sockets of the eyes and dripped between the hem of the skirt.

Seeing that Cui Xiaoru was forced to cry by his two words, there was a trace of impatience in her heart, but there was no trace of it on her face.

Although he treats people kindly on weekdays, everyone who gets along with him says he is gentle, but what Sunan is most impatient about is that women cry at every turn.

Sunan quietly looked at Cui Xiaoru who was crying secretly, and knew in her heart what Cui Xiaoru's biggest problem was.

Serious illness requires ruthless medicine, and he has not done such a thing for a long time.

Many thoughts flashed through his mind, and a smile appeared on the corner of his mouth, but it disappeared quickly.

He leaned forward, held the handkerchief in his hand, and lifted Cui Xiaoru's chin with one hand, with a strong but unquestionable attitude, making her look up at him.

"Don't cry." Sunan said to her gently, and wiped the tears from the corners of her eyes with a handkerchief.

Some cold fingers pressed against the skin, Cui Xiaoru had never been treated like this by a man, she should have been shy, but for some reason, seeing Sunan's smiling face, she was so frightened that she didn't move.

The corners of Sunan's eyes were slightly raised, and his smile was bright and warm, revealing a sense of treachery, but when he stared at him, he always felt chills all over his body.

Wiping away the tears from the corners of Cui Xiaoru's eyes forcefully, Sunan eased his tone, "Look, even crying can't solve anything, can it?"

"If you cry, the man you like won't like you, and your stepmother and sister won't be nice to you, and your father won't turn around to look at you because of your tears." Sunan As she spoke softly, she tapped her fingertips on the table, once and for all, as if she wanted to tap into her heart. "A woman's tears are a weapon, but they are limited to beauties. No one will love you for a woman like you."

With his lips parted slightly, Sunan spit out some malicious words from Sunan's mouth, transformed into a sharp sword, and pierced Cui Xiaoru's heart fiercely, his eyes turned red, as if tears welled up again.

"Don't cry." Sunan spit out some cold words from his mouth. Cui Xiaoru looked at Sunan who had suddenly become indifferent, her heart beating like a drum, and she was almost too scared to breathe.

From a gentle and gentle son of a family, he became as cold as ice in an instant, looking at the somewhat cloudy Sunan, Cui Xiaoru only felt like a marionette, being manipulated wantonly by the people in front of him.

Sunan glanced at Cui Xiaoru, seeing that although her eyes were full of tears, she resisted the impulse, and nodded in satisfaction, but the expression on her face became much colder.

"Looking at your appearance, I seem to be able to see your mother's appearance. Liu Mei frowned slightly, weeping, crying on the bedside with tears." Sunan said lightly: "If I were your father, I would Crying for one time may make my heart feel nostalgic and tender, but if it lasts for a long time, I will feel bored in my heart."

Cui Xiaoru's heart skipped a beat. Listening to Sunan's words, those pictures that seemed to be immersed in the depths of her memory emerged. Her mother sat in the house covering her face and weeping every day. What she got in exchange was only her father's indifference and boredom. There are fewer and fewer pictures that appear in memory.

Seeing Sunan's gaze on him, he sneered again, "When I look at you, I seem to see the same fate as your mother, even if you are beautiful, beautiful, married to the man I like ,so what?"

Sunan paused, glanced at her, and saw that her eyes were dull. It was obvious that what he said just now had a great impact on her, so he slowed down and continued: "If your Mr. Zhang changes his mind, can you What to do? You are just like your mother, staying at home, crying about the man's infidelity. In the end, your tears can't be exchanged for your husband's infidelity. You can only watch your husband take the woman you like. So, you can’t blame your stepmother for squeezing out your mother and daughter, you can only blame your mother for being cowardly and helpless when she saw her husband being snatched away.”

Hearing Sunan say these words in an indifferent tone, Cui Xiaoru couldn't bear it anymore, anger flashed across her eyes, and she cried loudly to him: "Then what do you think she should do, and what can I do?"

Cui Xiaoru was wronged in her heart, and gradually developed hatred towards many people, towards her father, towards the Yuan family, towards her younger sister, and even towards her mother.

She couldn't refute everything Sunan said, because what he said was so true that even in front of her eyes, pictures seemed to emerge, which were her future, a future close to what Sunan described.

But what can she do, what can her mother do?She couldn't stop her husband from begging for a concubine, she couldn't refute her husband's accusations and roars, and now she was deprived of her only right to cry?

Sunan glanced at her and saw her scolding him, with anger and hatred in her eyes, but a satisfied smile appeared on the corner of her mouth.

Fortunately, this woman is not so cowardly and hopelessly weak, she still has a little blood, if I provoke her like this and she doesn't respond at all, then I don't have to help her.

Why would someone who doesn't even save herself expect others to save her?

The transformation he has always done is not just the transformation of appearance and temperament. What he is best at is to smash a person from bones to appearance, and then help him reshape his flesh and blood, just like a new life.

A smile appeared on Sunan's face, and even his eyes softened a lot, hiding the sharpness in his eyes.

"Why don't I tell you about someone." Sunan didn't answer her question directly, but changed the subject and talked about another irrelevant matter.

"There is only one main wife in Mrs. Liu's family. Mrs. Liu's original surname is Liu, and her first name is Hui. If you count it, you can be regarded as relatives from Mr. Liu's grandfather's generation. Childhood sweetheart, childhood sweetheart." Sunan took a sip of the tea on the table, feeling a bit cold in the mouth, so he added hot water.

Cui Xiaoru didn't understand why Sunan mentioned someone else, so she could only calm down and look at him.

The author has something to say: Daxiong feels really depressed. He changed a new job and worked overtime every day until night. He really didn’t want to do anything when he came back.

Tomorrow, I was suddenly ordered by the leader to do a job that I am not good at at all, so I exploded on the spot

The novel is not well planned. If there are many mistakes, it must be that the author did not write it well. Only the upcoming Dragon Boat Festival can give me comfort. I hope to wait until the Dragon Boat Festival to have a free day. Hahaha, play all day, write novels and revise well .

I wish you all a happy holiday in advance~~~