Qiaoqiao has never liked makeup.
Her skin is supple, delicate and elastic, with almost overflowing collagen. She is not inferior to a real sixteen-year-old girl at all. With her beautiful facial features, even without makeup, she looks youthful, beautiful and charming.
Moreover, during those days in Canglan Zhixu, the Yuki-onna with whom she had the closest relationship was also a bare-faced beauty who never wore makeup.
Qiaoqiao admires and loves this elder sister from the bottom of her heart, who is gentle, powerful and takes good care of herself. She always subconsciously imitates her life habits. In this way, she will become a big sister.
Makeup, a skill that is essential for ordinary women, is completely forgotten.
However, at this moment, she was sitting in front of the dressing table, letting an old woman apply rouge and gouache on her face, motionless and without any struggle, her eyes were empty and her expression was lifeless, as if she was indifferent to everything.
All lost interest.
What she wore was a loose silk red robe with soft texture and flowing luster. It was embroidered with phoenix and peony patterns, and the chest was inlaid with dazzling pearls and gems. It was unique and filled with auspicious and festive atmosphere, and was in harmony with her.
My dejected expression is completely inconsistent with it.
And above her head, she was covered with various kinds of jewelry such as walking sticks, phoenix crowns, etc., which were full of jewels and luxury. Coupled with the beautiful face that was carefully dressed, she was actually indescribably charming and charming, and the image of the innocent girl in the past was very different.
They are simply two completely different people.
Fairies, show your true colors quickly!
If Zhong Wen had seen Qiao Qiao at this moment, he might not be able to help but scream in surprise.
"As expected of the purest farm blood."
After one operation, the old woman took two steps back and looked at Qiaoqiao carefully for a moment. Her face suddenly showed a look of satisfaction, and she praised repeatedly, "This is just different. With a little tweaking, she is a rare beauty in the world."
Son."
"Wu Ma."
Qiaoqiao suddenly said, "Can you do me a favor?"
"Young mistress, just ask."
The old lady known as "Wu Ma" smiled and said, "As long as I can do it, I will never hesitate."
"kill me."
A look of determination flashed in Qiaoqiao's eyes, and she gritted her teeth and said, "Now, right away."
"Young madam, you are joking. You are worth millions of dollars. How noble is your status?"
Wu Ma was stunned for a moment, then said with a wry smile, "Even if you lend me a hundred courages, I wouldn't dare touch a hair on your face."
"Marry him."
Qiaoqiao looked up at her, her eyes filled with mist, "I might as well just die."
"I don't understand the worries of young mistress."
Wu's mother puzzled, "The second young master is handsome and has a good temper. I don't know how many girls want to marry but can't. Why are you dissatisfied with him? Besides, if young master Hanwu inherits the family business in the future, you will
To become the wife of the head of the family is to be inferior to one person in the entire farm family and superior to ten thousand people. No one else can ask for such a good thing."
"He is my second uncle!"
When Qiao Qiao heard this, her nose suddenly became sour. The grievance and pain in her heart could no longer be suppressed. Tears poured out like spring water, washing away a lot of the makeup and powder on her face.
"Young mistress, to tell you the truth, I have served in farmhouses for many days, and I have even done makeup for many farmgirls who got married."
Looking at her pitiful appearance, Wu Ma's heart softened and she comforted her softly, "In fact, real direct children of farmers will choose to marry women from farmers' families."
"What?"
Qiaoqiao was taken aback and blurted out, "Impossible!"
"You might as well recall the memories carefully."
Wu Ma spoke softly and thoughtfully, "How many farm girls have you met since you were a child?"
Qiaoqiao was stunned when she heard this, lowered her head and thought for a moment, and a look of disbelief gradually appeared on her face.
Only then did she realize that since she could remember, she really didn't recognize many women who were directly from farm families, let alone any sisters.
At that time, she just thought that it happened that the previous two generations of farmers had more sons and fewer daughters. But now that she thought about it carefully, for such a large ancient family, there were not even a few girls born in these many thousands of years, which was obviously extremely unreasonable.
of.
"Wu, Wu Ma..."
The more she thought about it, the more frightened she became, and her voice couldn't help but tremble, "You, you mean..."
"Actually, a baby girl is born every year in the farm family."
Wu Ma looked around cautiously, then leaned close to her ear and said in a voice like a mosquito, "It's just that they are raised in isolation, and they rarely have the opportunity to know each other."
"so……"
Qiaoqiao's face was livid, and her expression was extremely ugly. "I used to attend the wedding banquets of uncles and brothers, and the brides were actually my relatives?"
"I can't say it's all true."
Wu Ma made a soft gesture, "But there is a high probability of saying less."
"Could it be that my mother is also..."
Qiaoqiao felt like the sky was spinning, as if the sky was about to fall.
"The young lady's makeup is a bit smudged."
Wu's mother's face changed slightly. She stretched out her hand to wipe her tears and changed the subject, "I'll give you some advice. It's a big day that only comes once in a lifetime. You should dress up beautifully."
"kill me."
Qiaoqiao seemed to have lost her soul and just kept muttering, "Kill me."
"Miss, if you really don't want to marry, wouldn't you have just rejected the second master before?"
While Wu Ma was touching up her makeup, she slowly advised her, "Why do you need to embarrass me, an old woman with a low status?"
As soon as he said this, Qiaoqiao couldn't help but turn pale, and his whole body fell silent for an instant.
In her mind, a domineering black figure appeared involuntarily. Her eyes lit up with a soft light, but she quickly regained her determination.
From then on, she was like a puppet on strings, sitting there obediently and motionless, letting Wu Ma do whatever she wanted.
"Wu Ma, the time is coming soon. Is the young mistress ready?"
About an hour later, a woman's urging voice suddenly came from outside, "If it's ready, then bring it out. The guests have been waiting in the hall for a long time."
"I'm coming."
Wu Ma responded quickly, then carefully helped Qiaoqiao stand up and walked slowly outside the house.
Throughout the entire process, Qiaoqiao acted extremely docile and showed no resistance at all.
Is this what my life is like?
That's all, after all, you saved this life. For you, I'll do anything.
I don’t know if you will still remember me as a yellow-haired girl after you leave.
The moment he crossed the threshold, Qiao Qiao looked up at the sky, a trace of relief flashed in his eyes, as if he suddenly figured out something.
As they walked around the corner, an exquisite figure suddenly appeared in their sight.
I saw a delicate woman wearing a blue coat looking around and approaching quickly.
"This girl is so nice."
Before Qiaoqiao could react, Wu Ma asked first, "I seem to have never met you at a farmhouse."
"Old lady, my name is Tian Lingtong, and I was invited to attend Master Hanwu's wedding banquet."
The girl in blue shirt replied cheerfully, "I had been waiting for a long time before I started, so I slipped out for a walk. No wonder you don't recognize me."
"It turns out to be Miss Tian."
Although Wu Ma was a servant, she also knew that the Tian family was an affiliated family of the farm. The vigilance on her face immediately faded a little, and she replied with a smile, "You'd better go back quickly, I'm planning to take the bride with me."
The son is coming over."
"Is this the future second young lady?"
Tian Lingtong turned to look at Qiaoqiao up and down, her expression somewhat complicated, "She is indeed the girl that Master Han Wu has chosen. She is indeed a fairy-like person."
Faced with her compliments, Qiaoqiao's face showed no joy or sadness, no expression, and no desire to communicate at all.
"Look at my bad mouth."
Tian Lingtong felt bored and couldn't help but stick out her tongue, waved at the two of them, turned around and prepared to leave, "Go first, see you later!"
What a lively girl!
Wu Ma smiled slightly, praised her secretly in her heart, and turned to help Qiaoqiao again.
Unexpectedly, at this moment, Tian Lingtong turned his head sharply, with a frightening and fierce light in his beautiful eyes. His right arm quickly reached out, and a sharp dagger with cold light appeared in his palm, pointing towards Qiaoqiao.
Pushed hard from the direction.
Wu Ma was just a servant. Although she had some cultivation skills, she only served the peasant master for a long time in order to prolong her life. She had almost zero combat experience and had no time to react.
Since Qiaoqiao woke up, she has been in a weak state. It is very difficult to even raise her hands and feet. How can she deal with such a swift and violent blow.
"puff!"
With a crisp sound, the dagger in Tian Lingtong's hand stabbed Qiaoqiao's chest mercilessly, blood gushed out, and soon dyed the originally bright red robe into grayish brown.
"Ah!!! Young Mistress!!!"
In the courtyard, Wu Ma's panicked screams suddenly rang out.
Me, what am I doing?
I actually assassinated the second young lady of the farm family?
The killing intent in Tian Lingtong's eyes gradually faded away, and she showed a trace of confusion. She looked at Qiaoqiao who fell on the ground, and then at the blood-stained dagger in her hand, her face turned pale.
, the brain suddenly fell into a shutdown state and completely lost the ability to think.
This chapter has been completed!