As she spoke, she pushed a red velvet tray over from the table and gently opened the velvet on it. On top is a set of pink and white glazed butterfly patterns on the head and face, which looks crystal clear and moist.
Jiang Qingxue said in a gentle tone: "This is the only one left. If you really don't like it, why don't you change with Liu Yun?"
Although Jiang Qingxue said this, Wu Sheyue was not stupid enough to take it seriously. She looked at the other side and held the old lady's hand happily. "This butterfly is so exquisite. Yue'er is very grateful that her mother and grandmother can prepare it for Yue'er. Anyway, every one of them is beautiful, and she wouldn't want to part with it no matter what. Woolen cloth."
Jiang Qingxue smiled dryly, "Yueer's mouth is really good at talking. No wonder your grandmother likes you the most now."
The old lady patted her hand with great satisfaction and said, "Go back and try it. If you don't like it, tell your mother and ask the craftsmen to change it for you. There is still time."
"yes."
There was a trace of tiredness on the old lady's face, and Wu Sheyue promptly excused herself. She held the heads and faces, and Ning'er held a bunch of broken pieces in her arms, and the two of them went back to the west courtyard.
As soon as she entered the courtyard, Ning'er breathed a sigh of relief, "Huh... I thought the lady would be punished, but it was a false alarm."
"If I really just went out to play, I would indeed be punished." Wu Sheyue curled her lips, it was really convenient to be a useful person and know some useful people.
"Well..." Ning'er didn't understand what Wu Sheyue meant. In addition to knowing Miss Shen, the young lady really only plays outside.
The two of them entered the house, and Ning'er piled the things Wu Sheyue bought on the table. Wu Sheyue sat behind the table with those heads and faces. As soon as she sat down, she immediately picked up a butterfly and shook it over, and began to look at it carefully.
Ning'er saw that Wu Sheyue started looking at the jewelry as soon as she entered the room. She thought she liked this set of jewelry, so she asked, "Miss, do you want to try it on now?"
Wu Sheyue shook her head and did not answer. Instead, she reached out and took out the toolbox from the secret compartment under the table. She casually placed the box on the table, and then randomly touched a small tool inside.
Under Ning'er's surprised gaze, she began to unpack the things.
"Miss?" Ning'er's eyes widened.
Wu Sheyue carefully used tools to pry the gaps, and removed the glazed jade beads on the step rocker one by one in a few clicks. Those beads of glazed jade fell on the table with a crisp sound, accompanied by a faint white mist.
The white mist stirred in the air and slowly fell on the table, turning into powder like flour. Ning'er frowned. The powder looked like it was caused by unclean cleaning during work. These craftsmen were too careless.
Wu Sheyue held a bare gold-plated hairpin stick in one hand and knocked it in the air with both hands, and some white powder floated out from the pattern of the hairpin stick.
"Miss, what are these powders?" Ning'er leaned forward and asked, smelling a faint sweet aroma.
"I don't know yet." Wu Sheyue pushed the disassembled things aside, picked up another pair of earrings, and continued to disassemble them.
This time, more powder fell out from the gaps in the earrings. The amount was very large, and it spread a thin layer on the table. It was not as simple as forgetting to clean up the leftovers. No matter how careless Ning'er was, she still felt that there was something wrong with the powder. She looked uncertain and felt a little panicked.
After removing these two items, Wu Sheyue did not remove anything else. It was obvious that all the jewelry in this picture contained this kind of powder. She dipped her fingers into a little powder and applied it on the back of her hand, then put it in front of her eyes and looked at it carefully.
Soon her hands began to itch. Wu Sheyue scratched it, and small red bumps oozed from it.
Ning'er exclaimed: "What kind of medicinal powder is this? The effect is too fast?"
"If it is not in direct contact with the skin, but is hidden in the jewelry, and the powder is slowly released during movement, the effect must be very slow." Wu Sheyue said, feeling a little uncomfortable on her face, maybe it was There was some powder on my face when I first disassembled it.
No wonder there is more powder in the relatively simple earrings, while there is almost nothing in the intricately decorated earrings. Because the earrings are inserted directly into the ear holes and are also close to the cheeks, they will naturally play an absolute role. After all, hairpins and other hairpins can only act as insurance because they are separated by hair.
"Miss, do you want to get rid of it now? Why did you wear it at the Hundred Flowers Banquet?"
"No, let's put it away first. Get some water and wash it for me." Wu Sheyue poured out an empty box and put all the unopened items in it. Then wrap it tightly with cloth.
Ning'er went to get warm water and Wu Sheyue felt much refreshed after washing her face. It's just that the red rash on the back of my hands hasn't gone away, but it doesn't seem to be a big problem. Based on her experience in tinkering with modern cosmetics, it seemed that this was an acute allergy, and it would heal on its own as long as she did not come into contact with the allergen.
Ning'er went to find some moisturizing oil and applied it on Wu Sheyue, and asked worriedly: "Then we are going to fight back? Isn't this thing going to make the lady look embarrassed at the Hundred Flowers Banquet?"
"It shouldn't be at the Hundred Flowers Banquet. I think she can't even let me go. There will definitely be some movement from them in the past few days. Go and ask people to pay more attention to Wu Lixiang. She will tell me anything she does there. .”
"Yes." Ning'er rolled her eyes, "Miss Fourth... maybe she also has this in her jewelry?"
"Jiang Qingxue must have prepared everything. Both of us have offended Jiang Ying. There is no reason for her to leave Wu Lixiang alone."
"I see."
Wu Sheyue touched her chin, "But, isn't she a little too nervous about Jiang Ying? After all, she is just her brother's daughter..." Including when the old lady expressed her displeasure with Jiang Ying, Jiang Qingxue even glared resentfully. Holding the old lady.
Ning'er hesitated and said, "Mr. Jiang Ying came to the Prime Minister's Mansion. He grew up with the eldest lady and the eldest son. Madam must have feelings for her."
"Maybe." Even though that's what he said, Wu Sheyue just felt weird. She shrugged, why would she want to explore such a boring question.
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After meeting Shen Yanhuan this time, Wu Sheyue really planned to "retreat" honestly. She wrapped the stuffed noodles and threw them in the corner, as if nothing happened.
She would sit at the old lady's place for a while during the day and then go back to the hospital. Then she would mix paints day by day and do nothing else. She doesn't need Sisi and Xiaoling this time, she does everything herself.
Unlike before when she worked secretly in the middle of the night, Wu Sheyue now worked openly and openly in the yard, filling the yard with the smell of chemicals.
Ning'er was a little worried about being discovered and used to make a fuss, but Wu Sheyue felt that her worries were unfounded. Anyway, everyone knows that the wooden birds carved by the third lady can fly. (To be continued)