"Miss..." Xiaoyue pinched the cosmetic box in her hand, with a troubled expression on her face.
"Why?" Hua Yuerong raised her eyebrows and looked at her in surprise.
Xiaoyue shrugged her shoulders, "Didn't you say that? You made the foundation and blush by yourself. It took three years to prepare the equipment alone, and it took three months to refine these two small bottles. As a last resort, I will never use it lightly! Besides, we are too far away from Huahaoyueyuan now, and it is not easy to go back... If you accidentally run out, what do you use, miss? Or miss, you should pay attention to it today and use it first The rouge and gouache of the servant girl?"
"Stop talking nonsense! Seeing the top grade of the second prince of Chu, I must use the cosmetics I refined! As far as the things you Ningguo people use, let us put them in the 21st century, they are pigments, poisonous masks, and preservatives. You can't touch them. Yes! You are the only ones who dare to rub your face without disfiguring your face!" Hua Yuerong scolded, then hooked her fingers towards Xiaoyue, "Bring it here."
Xiaoyue's face was dog-legged, her voice and momentum immediately weakened, "Little...Miss..."
"Hurry up! Bring it!" Hua Yuerong was too lazy to explain.
Xiaoyue handed over the cosmetic box tremblingly.
Hua Yuerong opened the makeup box, her eyes widened to the extreme, she pointed at the liquid foundation and blush that had bottomed out, and looked back at Xiaoyue in disbelief, "Where is the thing?! Why is it gone?! I remember , when I handed it to you, there was still more than half of the bottle!"
Xiaoyue cried and mourned, and knelt down towards her with a plop, with a pitiful look on her face, "Master, this servant had acne on her face a while ago..."
"So?" A fierce light flashed in Hua Yuerong's eyes, faintly about to get angry.
Xiaoyue bit her lower lip and said, "I have thought about it carefully, the master's analysis was correct before, it must be those 'pigments', 'poisonous masks', and 'preservatives', so the servants dare not use their own rouge anymore. Gouache. When I meet a man I like, the servant will occasionally apply the master's liquid foundation and blush... "
"It's all bottomed out, you still call it 'occasionally'?!" Hua Yue said angrily.
Xiaoyue's eyes turned red all of a sudden, "At first, this servant was thinking of wiping it once or twice, but the things made by the master are so easy to use, that this servant can't help—"
"Blame me?" Hua Yuerong looked helpless, and glared at Xiaoyue who was kneeling down, upset, "Do the math... Forget it! Get up, get up! I've used up everything, I can still use it up." What about you, take off your little face and make it into a mask?!"
Xiaoyue was startled when she heard that, she hurriedly stretched out her hand to protect her little face, "Master! Don't!"
"Come on! I'm just kidding you!" Guessing that Chu Xuan had already entered the yard, Hua Yuerong didn't have time to argue with her, so she hurriedly unscrewed the lid, carefully wiped the last bit of liquid foundation on her face, and then patted it evenly , put on blush, looked in the mirror again, and said with satisfaction, "Well! Today is even more beautiful!"
Xiaoyue hurriedly flattered her, "Master is always beautiful! Master is born beautiful, even without makeup!"
Hua Yuerong was indeed very satisfied with this skin, and the unhappiness in her heart quickly dissipated.
bang-
At this time, there was a muffled sound, and the lighting in the southeast corner of the monitoring room suddenly exploded, and the room was suddenly darkened by three points!