"No, you can just darken it for me. Anyway, I want people to not be able to recognize me."
He pouted and put on a Bao Gong expression. In fact, I think it is dark enough without painting.
"Okay, what you said..."
It was not easy to make him look like a black-faced man, so I took a brush and swiped it all over his face. As a little prank, I swept the ink into his nostrils, and then apologized profusely.
"Ah, I'm sorry, I'm sorry, I got ink into your nose..." Haha, happy, it's fun to tease him.
"Is the painting finished?"
His face looked scary. I wonder if it was because he had become the "Black-faced God".
"alright……"
I stuck out my tongue and put the brush on the table.
"Okay, now let me do your makeup..." He smiled weirdly, then picked up the brush and inkstone on the table.
"Ah, what do you want to do?"
I was busy hiding my face, could he come back with revenge?
"You are the general's daughter. If you go out with me on the street, you will be recognized. Especially if you are recognized by someone from the general's palace, it will not be good... Come on, let's put on makeup."
"No, don't."
If he swipes at my face, do I still need to see anyone?
So, I ran away! I ran all over the house, and he took a writing brush and an inkstone and chased me all over the house.
But in the end I was caught by him...and pinned down on the bed by him.
He tried his best to make my face look like his and kill me.
God, kill me.
"Well, there is a little bunny and a lovely flower. You see, I haven't treated you badly."
He smiled at his "masterpiece", the brush was still dripping with ink.
"You, damn it."
I wiped my face gently, then looked at my palms, and saw nothing but darkness.
Wow, I don’t want to live anymore.
I wanted to wipe it a second time, it was best to wipe off all the ink, but he grabbed my hand and said:
"Don't rub it. The more you rub it, the uglier it will become. Now when we go out on the street, others won't recognize it."
"Don't panic, help, help... I don't want..."
Don't leave this room until you die, it's too embarrassing.
"There you go, hiding in the inn is so boring, do you want me to die?"