"No, Concubine Xi was only a little wary in the first few days, but now she has completely trusted me." Mo'er replied, holding the clothes beside her.
Nian stroked Mo'er's cheek and said, "Very good. It's not in vain that I took the trouble to rescue you from Xin Zheku. Let me tell you what's going on with Concubine Xi recently."
The cold armor floating on his face made Mo'er very nervous. He took a deep breath and said, "Returning to the master, Concubine Xi has been staying in Chengqian Palace in addition to going to Kunning Palace to pay her respects in the past few days.
Nothing unusual."
Nian nodded noncommittally and didn't say anything. However, the hand on Mo'er's face never moved away. She could feel that the delicate skin under her palm was gradually becoming stiff. Ha, what a timid person.
minion.
"Whenever there is any movement on Concubine Xi's side, the slave will immediately report to the master." Mo'er added tremblingly, always feeling that those armors with sharp tips would poke into his cheeks at any time.
"I know you are loyal." With these words, Nian finally retracted her hand. Seeing Mo'er secretly sighing in relief, she added: "Do good things for me, and I will never treat you badly.
Even..." The warm breath came over and blew on Mo'er's ears, bringing with it an itchy numbness and an irresistible temptation, "I can make you a master!"
Mo'er knew the meaning of Nian's words very well. As long as he helped her to overthrow Concubine Xi, she would promote him to become the wife of the emperor. If he said this, he would make countless palace ladies jealous. All of them are looking forward to one day flying.
When you climb up a branch and become a phoenix, even if it is the humblest promise, you are still your master, and you no longer have to work day in and day out.
"This slave is from a humble background and I dare not think of such wrongdoing." Mo'er said hurriedly.
"When it comes to family background, are all the people in the harem descended from noble families? Some people's family backgrounds are not much better than yours. Man, the most important thing is not to underestimate yourself." Nian said.
, and immediately took Mo'er's hand to look at it carefully, and praised: "Look at these hands, they are white and tender, and they are comfortable and tight to hold, but they are just too plain, Zhi Lan, go and give me my favorite
Bring me the bottle of Dankou."
"Yes." Zhi Lan's lowered eyes flashed with an invisible cold light. When she came in again, she already had a small enamel painting porcelain bottle and a fine pen in her hands. With the movement of the bottle cap,
Open it, and a rich floral fragrance floats in the air.
Nian used a fine-bristle pen to dip the pink Dankou in the bottle and said to Moer: "Stretch out your hand."
Mo'er hurriedly shook his head, put his hands behind his back and said, "I don't dare, and Concubine Xi doesn't like slaves applying makeup and powder."
"It doesn't matter, this Dankou color is not obvious when painted on the nails. It can't be seen easily." At Nian's insistence, Mo'er had to stretch out her hands and was flattered by Nian's paint on her pointed fingertips.
Apply a light layer of pink. After applying it, Mo'er found that if the color was not obvious as Nian said, it did brighten the skin tone and make the hands appear whiter and more delicate.
"Okay." Nian finished painting Mo'er's last finger and said with satisfaction: "Look again, these hands look much better than before."
Mo'er shyly retracted her head and said, "How could I be so virtuous and capable as a slave that I let my master apply Danko on my slave?" When she said this, she couldn't help but look at her hands secretly, with unconcealable joy on her face.
Nian quietly took this scene into consideration, and the smile on his face deepened. He motioned to Zhilan to hand the small porcelain bottle to her and said, "Take it, and ask me when you finish using it."
"Thank you for the gift, Master." Mo'er didn't want to accept her things at first, but he really liked this bottle of Danko, especially after applying it, his whole hands were filled with a strong floral fragrance.
"Go, otherwise you will be suspicious if you stay out for too long." Nian said in a pleasant tone. After Mo'er was out of sight, he turned to ask Lu Yi behind him and said, "I'm sure the second elder brother will go to Chengdu today."
Do you want to fuck the palace?"
"That's the report over there. Concubine Xi has sent someone to tell the second elder brother." Lu Yi answered quietly.
"Very good!" Nian's gorgeous face was covered with a gloomy chill, "Go and tell her what to do, and tell her not to play tricks. The lives of her whole family are in my hands.
If I want them to live, live, if I want them to die, die!"
"Master, don't worry, she won't dare." Luyi promised respectfully. After she left, Zhilan came in with a basin of water. There was a piece of rose soap in the small concave area next to the copper basin, "Master, please
Clean your hands."
Nian glanced down and saw a trace of pink between the fingers of his left hand, but it was accidentally touched when he applied Danko on Mo Er. It was not easy to detect because of the light color, but Zhi Lan noticed it carefully.
Dankou is very difficult to wash once it is contaminated on your hands. Nian wiped it with rose soap several times and asked Zhilan to change the water in the basin before washing it thoroughly. Looking at her flawless hands after wiping away the water,
Nian was still frowning, and Zhilan saw this and whispered: "Master, don't worry, you only got a little bit on it, and you washed it off in time, you will be fine."
"Mother!" Just as he was talking, Hong Sheng walked in. He was fourteen years old after the Chinese New Year. Coupled with the incident last time, he was less childish and impulsive than before, and more profound.
He is restrained and has begun to work diligently in his homework. Master Zhu has praised him several times, saying that he is completely different from the idle and tired person before.
"get out of class ends early today." Seeing Hong Sheng, Nian felt happy. When she was about to pull him, she suddenly remembered something and quickly took back her extended hand.
Hong Sheng saw her behavior and asked strangely: "What's wrong with you? But what's wrong with you?"
"Mother, I'm fine. It's just that my hands are a little dirty. I'm afraid it will stain your clothes." Nian casually hesitated and asked him about what happened in class. When he learned that Hongsheng was better than Hongli in couplets today,
Overjoyed, "I know you are the best one."
"Don't worry, E Niang, I will never lose to anyone, let alone let Hongli have the opportunity to climb on my head." Hong Sheng straightened his body, which was not yet tall, with a stubborn and arrogant look in his eyes.
light.
He was fed up with Hongli riding on his neck, and fed up with Huang Ama's attention and love for Hongli. During those days in Kunning Palace, he kept telling himself that he must surpass Hongli and let him
Huang Ama understands who is the son he is most proud of.
"I believe you can do it!" Nian looked at Hongsheng with relief. After what happened last time, Hongsheng suddenly grew up a lot and became more sensible. He was no longer as playful and tired of learning as before.