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

"Well, yours... the color is beautiful." Yin Huaiyu stared at the pinkish bright red on his plump lips, a hint of surprise flashed in his eyes, and there was a feeling of using his fingertips to dye the delicate red on his soft lips. impulse.

Song Yu remembered his last sentence "Not all red", and couldn't help chuckling, "This is not called red...well, this should be counted as beheading men."

Yin Huaiyu sat down beside him, with an imperceptible smile in his eyes, "Why do you have so many new and strange words in your mouth, and what does it mean?"

Song Yu rubbed his chin, "Cutting men's sex... Naturally, it means winning men, which means that after painting it, men will like it very much."

This was originally just an exaggerated statement, but Yin Huaiyu believed it, and his face was a little strange, "Then you painted it, which man's heart are you trying to win?"

Song Yu was taken aback for a moment, then laughed dumbly: "I don't want to capture anyone, my Yaoyuexuan is all women."

Yin Huaiyu frowned: "Don't think I don't know that Liu Hanshan sneaks in here all day."

"No, he hardly comes here recently." Because they all met directly outside the palace.

The man's face softened a little, but there was a hint of warning in his eyes: "You are already attractive enough without dressing up, and you are beautiful every day. If it weren't for the fact that you are surrounded by maidservants, you—" He paused, " Women should be more reserved."

"I'm very reserved, this is just a hobby, beheading a man is just an exaggeration, there are many other kinds.

For example, lip biting makeup, which can make women look thinner and delicate, pouty lips look like slightly pouty lips, here, like Lixiang, how cute, and kissing makeup—”

A big man like Yin Huaiyu didn't find him annoying, and listened to him with great interest. Song Yu paused, thinking about how to explain to this ancient man in a tactful way.

Sure enough, the man raised his eyebrows and asked half-understanding: "Intense kiss?"

"Hmm... the effect is as if the lips have just been kissed. It looks very... seductive?" After Song Yu said hesitantly, Yin Huaiyu's Adam's apple moved slightly, "Then you can also melt?"

Just one sentence filled his mind with charming thoughts that he shouldn't have. He wanted to see the person in front of him with moist red and swollen lips and foggy eyes after being kissed.

"Not too good at it. You came here just as I was about to try it..." Song Yu used a lip brush to brush the dry color on his lips, turned around, and met Yin Huaiyu's approaching face, exhaling bluely, " I can also get you—”

"You know how to put on makeup?" Song Yu had doubts in his eyes. Isn't Yin Huaiyu a straight man of steel, how could he be.

The man pinched his chin, and his eyes fell on the lips with uneven color. Just as he rubbed them, Song Yu violently pushed his shoulder away and wiped his lips, "What are you doing?"

"Help you put on your lip makeup." Yin Huaiyu's ears were also faintly hot, but his face was calm.

Song Yu laughed angrily, knowing that he took it literally again, when he was joking, he reproached: "Why are you acting weird recently, you always like to tease me."

Yin Huaiyu looked away in a fluster, and couldn't help turning her head to stare at the figure who was doing things. She also knew that her behavior was not only weird, but also that she was always restless these days, so she came to Yaoyuexuan without knowing it Yes, as if you have to see something to feel at ease.

He doesn't need this person to please him like before, just looking at him so quietly, he feels that everything is fine and has everything.

Song Yu's journey to find the medicine was long, but he finally had some clues.

He needs a total of ten herbs. The eighth herb is called Shuizhizi. Wanquan Mall sent a few plants, but they have withered for too long and lost their medicinal value. Song Yu was disappointed.

It turns out that this little medicinal material is fragile and delicate, and its flowering period is extremely short, and only when it is rich in nutrients and growing well can it bloom, other rhizomes are useless to him.

When he was worrying about this, Lin Zhanfeng appeared confidently and said that he could easily provide him with the best water sesame seeds. Song Yu only found out when he asked.

It turned out that the young owner spent a lot of money to collect good seeds from far away, and specially asked people to expedite processing, and developed the pond in the mansion into a field of aquatic medicine, all of which were planted with water sesame seeds.

Not only that, but also hired a special person to take care of it, in order to increase the chance of flowering.In this way, you only need to pay attention to the time of flowering, and you can smoothly get the most favorite one to use as medicine.

Song Yu couldn't help being dumbfounded when he heard the description. He felt that he owed a lot of favors, and his face was not as happy as he imagined.

Lin Zhanfeng also refrained from his pride in trying to please the beauties, fearing that he would be burdened, and added an explanation: "This water sesame is very popular and expensive, and I have the right to invest in it. I can still make a lot of money for the rest, and the cost will definitely be paid back.”

This businessman's calculation showed that Lin Zhanfeng was just doing business to help him by the way, and Song Yu was relieved to accept his kindness.

However, this kindness is obviously conditional. This condition is not some kind of deal that Lin Zhanfeng has always played, but turned into a deceptive invitation.

Lin Zhanfeng tapped the palm of his hand with a fan in embarrassment, "You know how delicate the water zhizi is, Xiaoyu, so you might as well live directly at your house during the flowering period, so that you can follow your wishes in the most timely manner. Ask for the one that suits your heart."

Song Yu felt that he was thoughtful, so he responded immediately, then paused, wanting to confess something.

If he went to the Lin Mansion, it would be troublesome if he was not in the palace, and Lin Zhanfeng would sooner or later discover the peculiarity of his identity.

The two have known each other for a long time, and at first they didn't confess their identities to him because they wanted to be wary of strangers, and wanted to say less and make less mistakes, but now that the two are close, and he has to go to Lin's residence to bother each other, obviously he should be honest with Lin Zhanfeng treat.

"Actually, I want to tell you my identity. In fact, I am—" Song Yu paused, not knowing how to introduce his true identity to him.

If it is Princess Pingle, he is not real. If it is a man, Lin Zhanfeng will find out that Princess Pingle is actually a man.

It was this moment of hesitation that made Lin Zhanfeng raise his chin, and stopped him in a calm and easy manner: "If you are in trouble, then you don't need to say, no matter what your identity is, you are my Yumeiren, my Xiaoyu. "

The young man's flamboyant eyebrows and eyes seem to be painted with bright colors. He is so uninhibited, regardless of status or purpose, as long as the happy time with the other party is real.

Since he said so, Song Yu went back directly and told Biyuan and Lixiang to repeat their old tricks, helping him to cover up the fact that he was not there, packed up the burden of several days and went to Lin Zhanfeng's house.