Tong Shuya saw her daughter's persistence and knew that it would be useless to stop her. She could only nod her head and agree, "Okay. But you should be careful about the added raw materials. It is more used on her face. Girls' skin is very important.
In my opinion, don’t use Tongquan grass, let the housekeeper find out what flowers are more suitable for beauty at home, and make some as raw materials, which is safer…”
Although Tong Shuya agreed, she still thought very much about the three words "side effects" that Sikong Lingge just said.
It seems that if the raw materials are not changed, the mother will not give up and will continue to read.
Shangguan Zhixing sighed.
After thinking about it, I felt it was just right.[
I was worried about how to remind Sikong Lingge to make her handmade soap for her.
Mommy's mention has a breakthrough point.
Shangguan Zhixing looked upright, "Butler, there are other flowers in the house. Can they be used as raw materials?"
"Miss, there is only some lavender left in the house." The butler's eyes dodged and replied respectfully, "Lavender has the effects of soothing stress, relaxing nerves, helping sleep and relieving anxiety. It is very suitable for young ladies to use."
When Tong Shuya heard that lavender was helpful to Shangguan Zhixing, she decided decisively, "Then use lavender instead."
Sikong Lingge nodded, thinking that lavender was good.
"The flower language of lavender is waiting for love. I think the eldest lady has been single for so many years. She should find a good man, fall in love, and then get married and have children like the eldest master." said the housekeeper.
When Shangguan Che heard that the butler wanted Shangguan Zhixing to marry, his face immediately became dark.
If the eyes could kill people, the butler would have been stabbed a lot at this moment.
The housekeeper ignored Shangguan Che's gaze and said without changing his face, "In addition, I also heard that in Ireland, people would tie lavender to the bridge to pray for the arrival of good luck. The eldest lady had just returned from a disaster, so she should
There is also someone who needs to transfer the fortune.
The butler was silent and talked endlessly.
Moreover, the butler repeated the sentence "The flower language of lavender is waiting for love" no less than five times...
When Sikong listened to the song, he always felt that the housekeeper had some meaning.
Looking up at Shangguan Zhixing, she found that her expression was different from usual
So, is Shangguan Zhixing really hinting to himself through the butler?
Sikong Lingge frowned and carefully thought about what the butler said the most.
The flower language of lavender is waiting for love...
The flower language of lavender is waiting for love...
The flower language of lavender is waiting for love...[
The flower language of lavender is waiting for love!
Suddenly, Sikong Lingge's mind seemed to be hit by something, and he was suddenly cheerful
The flower language of lavender is waiting for love, while the flower language of Tongquan grass is a secret!
Sikong Lingge understands it!
Shangguan Zhixing was hinting her that while making handmade soap, she would think of a way to tell Shangguan Zile’s secret!
It's like solidifying the carton in handmade soap...
This was a very simple thing for her.
Sikong Lingge was so excited that his chest trembled slightly.
She had to work hard to control her emotions so that she could control her emotions, remain calm, and not show it in front of Fang Yiren.
On the dining table.
The housekeeper was still talking nonstop.
Shangguan Che's face was still ugly.
But Sikong Lingge has no time to care about it anymore.