The Chief Minister's Ferocious Wife

   Chapter 275 Is this a head change?

   "Then I'm different from you, who dares to scold me, I make it difficult for anyone!" Zhao Chuchu disagreed with this, "I don't accept any abuse."

   You don't have to think about it to know how those scholars would scold Xie Heng.

  The literati's pen is the sharpest knife in the world, killing people invisibly.

  Look at what the current Dawei has been made of?

  If Xie Heng did not turn the tide, how could they have the chance to scold Xie Heng?

  It was because they were too full that they had nothing to do to make Xie Heng famous.

"Chuchu, I'm different from you. I'm an official in the court, and I can't be as free and easy as you are in everything. Of course, I'm not saying that you're not good. Above the court, there are too many considerations. I can't just be happy for myself for a while."

   "Well, that's right, you are in different positions, so naturally you can't make the same decision. But Dalang, if someone scolds you again in the future, leave it to me, and I will help you scold you back."

   "You don't have to know them in general."

   Xie Heng was reluctant to let Zhao Chuchu be scolded.

   "They scolded me, I won't lose any meat, and I won't cause any trouble to me, but ignoring them will give them face."

   Zhao Chuchu chuckled, "Yes, give them face."

   "What's wrong, what are you saying?"

"right!"

  …

   Zhao Chuchu came back after dinner from Xie Heng.

   Yuanhui felt strange that Zhao Chuchu had been out for most of the day, and she always felt that she was hiding something from her.

  Yuanhui specially waited for her to bathe at Zhao Chuchu's.

   "Why haven't you rested so late?" Zhao Chuchu came out with her hair twisted, surprised to see Yuan Hui.

  Yuanhui looked at Zhao Chuchu, and saw that her face was full of spring breeze, as if she had encountered something happy.

   "Chuchu, you went out the day before yesterday, and you went out again today. It's been a long time since you left. Did you go to see someone?" Yuanhui asked hesitantly, "Is Xie Langjun okay in Yuanjiang County?"

   Zhao Chuchu listened to the music, was Yuanhui worried that she would cuckold Xie Heng?

   She deliberately pretended not to understand: "What did you say?"

"Xie Langjun is so kind to you, don't be deceived by those shrewd people in Fucheng. Chuchu, it will be difficult for me to explain to Xie Langjun. Xie Langjun is better than the dude in Fucheng, don't be blind. Look!" Yuan Hui was a little nervous.

   Although she didn't know Xie Heng well, the woman's intuition told Yuan Hui that Xie Heng was not something she could provoke.

   So Yuanhui didn't want to have a bad relationship with Xie Heng, and she didn't want to invite Zhao Chuchu to Fucheng, causing conflicts between their husband and wife, and finally being hated by Xie Heng.

   "Chu Chu, don't do stupid things." Yuan Hui held her hand.

   Zhao Chuchu: "..."

"Ahui, do you look at me like a blind person? I have something to go out, and of course, I am happy, but it has nothing to do with Xie Heng. So, your little head is melon. Stop thinking about it!"

"real?"

   "Of course, why did I lie to you?"

   "That's good, otherwise I will feel guilty and cause a conflict between you and Xie Langjun."

   Yuanhui breathed a sigh of relief.

   Zhao Chuchu patted her: "Nothing, in my eyes, no one can compare to Xie Heng for the time being."

   "It's good that you know. Although it's not good to talk about your husband in private, Chuchu, I really think that Xie Langjun is a person who is worthy of his life. There may be no man in the world who loves you more than Xie Langjun."

   "Not really."

   Because now she has no parents.

  Those who are related by blood to the original owner want to rip her bones and **** the marrow, and they can't wait to squeeze her clean. How can anyone protect her with sincerity like Xie Heng?

   "Since that's the case, then I won't disturb you. You should rest early. We will get up early tomorrow to get dressed and go to the Lao Shizi Poetry and Literature Club."

   "Okay, you also rest early."

   After Yuan Hui left, Zhao Chuchu wringed her hair and was arranging the things in the makeup box.

  Since she wants to do this kind of business, she naturally has to prepare well, so that she can be sure to win the battle.

   The next day.

   Before dawn, Zhao Chuchu heard movement in Yuanhui's room.

   Yuanhui really got up early to get dressed up.

   Zhao Chuchu originally wanted to stay in bed, but Yuanhui's voice was a bit loud, so she had to get up.

   After all, we agreed to give Yuanhui makeup today.

   After Zhao Chuchu washed up, she went to Yuanhui's room with her makeup case.

  Yuanhui sat sleepily in front of the dressing table, and she was completely out of shape.

   Seeing Zhao Chuchu appear, she yawned: "Chuchu, why don't we go today? I'm so sleepy!"

   "You've already woken up, so don't say anything like that. Are you worthy of getting up early?" Zhao Chuchu said with a smile.

   She took out the cosmetics and put them on the dresser, and also asked the maid to light a few more candles to make the room brighter.

   "These are the rouge gouache powders you've been working on these two days?" Yuan Hui curiously picked up a box of loose powder.

   The packaging of these things is more classical, so it is not awkward to take them out.

   Yuanhui and the maids were not suspicious, but they couldn't take their eyes off the exquisite packaging.

   "Yeah, you'll know after trying it for a while, it's better than the rouge from those old-fashioned powder shops."

   "Then you have to give me a try quickly."

   Yuanhui couldn't wait.

   There is no girl who does not love beauty, and Yuanhui is the same.

  Yuanhui is young and young, her skin is as white as snow, and she is beautiful. In fact, there is no need for makeup, just touch up the small flaws on the face, focus on the good-looking parts, make the makeup light and natural, and make her appearance more delicate.

   Zhao Chuchu helped Yuanhui put on makeup in only fifteen minutes.

  Yuanhui opened her eyes and saw herself in the mirror, she couldn't believe it: "God, is this really mine?"

   Even the maids on the side were praising them, and envied Zhao Chuchu's skillful hands.

  It's a pity that Zhao Chuchu can't comb the ancient bun.

  The hair part can only be done by the maid who specially combs Yuanhui's hair.

  The maid is also very ingenious. According to Yuan Hui's makeup, she combed Yuan Hui's hair into a matching bun, making Yuan Hui more and more like a little fairy walking out of the painting.

  Yuanhui kept her eyes fixed: "I always thought I looked pretty good, but today I found out that I can become better-looking. Woohoo, you are amazing."

   Zhao Chuchu said with a smile: "This is just a trick! By the way, don't you want to bring Chunxiang? Where's the Chunxiang people?"

   "Girl, the servant is here." Chunxiang, who was waiting outside the door, hurried in when she heard the sound.

   The acne on her face has almost healed, but the marks have not subsided, and it still seems to affect her appearance.

   However, under Zhao Chuchu's ingenious hands, the acne marks were hidden so that they could not be seen at all, and they were decorated very naturally. There was absolutely no feeling of pale whiteness on the powder of those noble ladies in the past.

   "Is this Chunxiang, or did you change her head?" Yuan Hui was stunned.

   (end of this chapter)