Dressed in ancient times to be a master of women's clothing

"It really is a woman... you like these very much?"

"I can't really say I like it, but after getting to know it, I think it's quite interesting. If you can be patient and serious, it's considered a liking, right?" Song Yu smiled slightly, feeling a little proud that he had gotten rid of the "straight men" group, and suddenly had a whim.

He took out his color palette and asked Yin Huaiyu to identify the color. He wanted to see if ancient men also had the straight male tendency that those people on the Internet said, and they really couldn't tell the color.

Yin Huaiyu was a little lazy to talk to him, but seeing him blinking his eyes as if looking forward to it, there was a hint of a helpless smile in his heart, so he cooperated with him and took a look.

On the pure white plate, there are about ten colors, including positive red, cinnabar red, palace wall red, blood red, pepper red, plum red, and raspberry red. They are all very similar colors, and it is even more difficult to distinguish them when placed together. .

The handsome man glanced casually and curled his lips: "Aren't they all red?"

Song Yu smiled triumphantly and explained: "Of course it's different. Although they are all red, there are actually subdivisions. This is the difference in color numbers. Don't look at it as a small color distinction. If you want to match a good-looking color , also needs to be studied.”

"What about you? What shade do you like?"

"I..." Song Yu hesitated, but couldn't say it all at once. He has a cold white skin. In fact, any color will not look ugly, unless it is the so-called Barbie pink fluorescent color. Of course, he can evaluate himself It was also a difficult thing, and he threw the question to the questioner.

"What do you think?"

Yin Huaiyu paused, looked at the color number on the plate, stared at his face for a while, and suddenly lowered his voice: "How would I know about women."

For a moment just now, the idea that this woman looks good on everything appeared in his mind.But how could he tell Song Yuyun frankly about this matter.

Song Yu was afraid that he would find it boring, so he stopped talking about these "women's things" with him, but talked about Yin Huaiyu's favorite elegant literature and paintings, which reminded him of the sketch that Song Yu hand-painted for himself. very interested.

"How did you learn...that sketching method."

Song Yu made a "head" and explained: "When I was drawing my eyebrows, I saw Dai Tiao, and I wanted to use it directly to paint and draw on paper, but the effect was not good, so I changed it to a core strip made of lead. Let's draw."

Yin Huaiyu: "You are clever." This answer is a bit far-fetched but understandable, and it can be regarded as a pass.

"Do you still keep the painting I gave you?" Song Yu asked. After all, this was the first time he painted so seriously in ancient times, and it was also a gift from him, so he was naturally very concerned.

But despite this, one of his paintings is not a masterpiece of a famous artist, so it is not certain that Yin Huaiyu will not cherish it.

Sure enough, Yin Huaiyu curled his lips, and a trace of deliberate playfulness flashed in his eyes: "Of course it was thrown into the warehouse casually."

Song Yu curled her lips: "My thoughts were wasted, I won't send you off next time."

"No. How I deal with it is my business, but you... have to do it right for me. "

The corner of Song Yu's mouth twitched, and he politely issued an order to chase away guests: "Why did His Royal Highness come here today? You are busy with business, so I won't waste your time, my little girl."

Yin Huaiyu was a little uncomfortable, and slowly said: "Your father has an accident, are you... all right."

Song Yu froze for a moment before realizing it.Because something happened to Fusui Prince's Mansion, as the princess, he should also be worried about his family and father. He was probably worried about himself, so he suddenly came to see him for nothing...

But it is a pity that it has nothing to do with how the Fusui Prince's Mansion was turned upside down. The thing that touched him the most was Mo Gufei.

However, in order not to show any flaws, Song Yu still had to do enough tricks, and immediately lowered his eyes, a gloomy look appeared in his eyes, as if the jokes just now were just a girl's strong disguise.

"During this time, I have been worrying about my father's situation, but I can't help, I can only worry... I don't know what's going on in the palace... I—"

"You are not allowed to go back." Yin Huaiyu leaned closer, "Even if you are worried, you are not allowed to go back, it is very dangerous, stay within the sight of me—my subordinates."

This woman has lost her memory and was once kidnapped, which shows her clumsiness.Since the members of the Demon Sect have their eyes on Fusui Prince's Mansion, what if she accidentally slips back and dies again?

These worries came one after another, and Yin Huaiyu wanted to order someone to lock Yaoyuexuan for a moment.

The deep eyes were close at hand, Yin Huaiyu's serious expression was a bit different from his usual lazy and teasing appearance, Song Yu blinked and poked his chest, "Prince, don't stare at me, I will be obedient, don't go Find him." He didn't want to see that bad old man, Yin Huaiyu just gave him a step down.

Seeing the obedient and obedient appearance of this woman, Yin Huaiyu tightened his hands on his side, and touched his head like a small fruit: "It's not too bad. If something happens to you in the palace, it's better to be in Yaoyuexuan near me." If something goes wrong, I will lose face."

This kind of arrogance is still authentic, Song Yu is a little annoyed, and it turns out that the worry and tenderness of this master just now are fake.

The mode of private appointment production has stabilized. Song Yu is not only satisfied with making lipsticks and blushes, because their scale is too small and the sales channels cannot be opened. Everyone's demand for lipstick and blushes is easily saturated. If you want to continue To make a profit, we still need to develop new types of cosmetics.

The ancients used Dai to draw their eyebrows, but with this method, the shade and trend of the color are not so easy to control, and it is necessary to grind Dai block before drawing the eyebrows, which is time-consuming and labor-intensive. No matter what it is, it is not as convenient as modern eyebrow pencils. and apply.

The simplest wooden eyebrow pencil is similar to a pencil, but there were no pencils in ancient times. It would be unsafe for him to just throw the drawings over like asking a master to design an outer box, so he still had to go out in person.

He put on the men's clothes he had been looking forward to for a long time, and was excited to be able to go out again. Yin Huaiyu's advice to him not to run around echoed uncomfortably in his ears. Suiwang Mansion is fine, right?

A sly smile flashed in his eyes, but his face collapsed in the next second.He really had to go to Fusui Prince's Mansion, because he had already taken the antidote for life extension once a month, and he had used up the one he got when he was forced to agree to the poison last time.

In order to survive, Song Yu still ignored the flag he set in front of Yin Huaiyu, asked Biyuan and Lixiang to help him distract the guards around him, and slipped out of the palace with ease.

While it was still early, Song Yu planned to go back quickly, so he went directly to the wood workshop to find a carpenter.

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