The villain is ruthless

Chapter 245 Stunning Oiran ([-])

Jiang Zhu really wanted to tell him that he didn't want any money. She settled the bustard with her own ability, but she couldn't say anything when she saw Mr. Shang Mi's clear eyes, so she just said a number casually, "Because it's a regular customer. , The bustard doesn’t ask for much money, don’t worry.”

Mr. Mi showed suspicious eyes again.

Jiang Zhu completely lost his patience: "...Go out, I want to get dressed."

Mr. Mi's eyes flicked across her thin body, revealing a look that you don't care about, and then he simply left.

Jiang Zhu: "..." Believe it or not, I will kill you?

After getting dressed and washing up, the table was already full of food, Mr. Mi sat on the seat and waited for her, and all the dishes in front of him were nourishing dishes for the body.

This was yesterday, Jiang Zhu specially ordered the kitchen to prepare it

After Mr. Mi saw the food, he didn't want to eat it at first, but when he heard that it was a tonic, or Jiang Zhu specially ordered it, his complexion changed, and finally he held his breath and ate it calmly.

After dinner, the two of them went to the clinic non-stop. After yesterday's doctor made a diagnosis and learned that the poison on Mr. Mi's body had been cured, Jiang Zhu was secretly relieved, and asked the doctor to tell Mr. Mi The taboos of supplementing the body are silently written down.

Feng Yan rode her horse and crossed the street, just in time to see Jiang Zhu and Mr. Mi.

Mr. Mi pursed his lips and stared at her, "I'll ask you first."

Feeling Jiang Zhu's generosity to him once again, Mr. Mi felt an inexplicable sweetness in his heart.

That night, when Luoshenlou was selecting the oiran, Young Master Mi was holding a guqin and wearing the clothes specially prepared by the bustard. She paid all her attention to Wen Shu and didn't see anything special about him.

Jiang Zhu took another pomegranate color and wiped it on the back of his hand, letting him see if he liked it or not. Seeing her being so perfunctory, Mr. Mi glared at her unhappily, "Don't try it, I want it."

Jiang Zhu glanced at the rouge he picked up, and there was a hint of admiration in his eyes. The wisdom of the ancient working people is so admirable.

The shopkeeper was stunned for a moment, and after realizing what he meant, he smiled teasingly and vacated the seat to Jiang Zhu.

"You don't want to go?" Jiang Zhu asked without answering, with a slight smile in his eyes.

When he came back to his senses, Mr. Mi's face darkened suddenly, and he felt that he was poisoned by Jiang Zhu.How could he be affected by the smell of gold, silver and copper?

Mi Gong ignored him, raised his hand and grabbed Jiang Zhu's sleeve, dragged her to his side, "Call her here."

A thin layer of blush appeared on his fair face, which made Mr. Mi look fresh, and he was no longer sick like before.

Next, when buying jewelry, Jiang Zhu also copied the previous generosity, as long as Mr. Mi tried it, she bought it all, and packed it in big and small bags, and didn't care about money at all.

He could feel the surging internal force in his body, as if he could kill a cow with one punch.

Mr. Mi gave her a satisfied look, and followed her briskly out of the jewelry shop.

He lifted the curtain, and secretly looked at the market outside, as if he really liked the excitement.

"These are all new rouges, including roses, hollyhocks, and pomegranates... Shall I take them all out for you to try?"

Seeing her very natural expression, Mr. Mi grabbed the hem of the clothes impatiently, took a deep breath, and calmed down the agitation in his heart unwillingly.

At least, she was only so willing to herself.

Mr. Mi looked at her quietly, her black eyes reflected her figure, his back was tense, his breathing was light, his expression was extremely focused, and there was a shred of shame in his heart that he didn't even realize.

Mr. Mi didn't speak, seemed to be pondering the meaning of her words, and asked after a while: "If I have an unbearable status, are you going to drive me away?"

Feng Yan asked this question, definitely not out of kindness, but irony, Wen Shu had an accident, the prime minister's life in front of the empress was not easy, Jiang Zhu even took the actor to buy things on the street, I don't know where it came from face.

However, under Mr. Mi's urging gaze, she resolutely applied the rose-colored rouge evenly on his face.

Now, Mr. Mi was wearing a green dress and standing side by side with Jiang Zhu in the evening, something suddenly appeared in her mind.

He looked down at himself in the bronze mirror, there was indeed something more than usual, but he couldn't see clearly.

Afterwards, Mr. Mi saw that she didn't blink her eyes, so he asked someone to wrap all the new rouge and gouache.

She wiped some lightly in the box, turned her head to look at Curling Qiuyue, Mr. Mi with ink-painted brows, her eyes flicked across his smooth and jade-like cheeks, there was a trace of pondering between his brows, she felt that he didn't need any makeup , is also extremely beautiful.

The shopkeeper and servant at the side blushed when they saw the scene of the two getting along, thinking that Mr. Mi was too beautiful.

Listening to his confident words, Jiang Zhu actually felt that what he said was right, buy more and go back, and just use whichever one you want in the future.

Mr. Mi had just recovered from a serious illness, his face was still a little pale, but his eyes became clearer.

Mr. Mi raised the corner of his mouth slightly, "Then check it out."

When we first met, there was a kind of coldness that could only be seen from a distance, and when facing his own lady, he showed a provocative little temper, coupled with his beautiful voice like broken jade, it was really charming.

The so-called clear water comes out of hibiscus, that's what he does.

Mr. Mi was silent for a moment, with a vague premonition in his heart that his background might not be what he wanted.

She stopped her horse unhurriedly, looked down at Jiang Zhu, and said naturally, "Second Miss, I haven't seen you for a few days, are you okay?"

"I won't drive you away," Jiang Zhu shook his head, thinking of the mask, and said slowly, "After I go back, I'll show you something, maybe it will be good for you."

At this time, it was already evening, and the sun was setting, and the entire royal city was shrouded in a faint yellow halo.

Jiang Zhu: "I have already sent someone to investigate Zhuangzi near the foreign land, and there will be an answer in a few days. At that time, maybe you will think of something."

Jiang Zhu's gaze touched his face, then quickly moved away, and brought back the bronze mirror for him to look at himself in the mirror to see if he liked it.

Then I took people to the shop to buy jewelry and gouache.

Jiang Zhu asked him if he needed to find out where he came from.

No wonder, my young lady loves him so much.

Looking at Mr. Mi inadvertently, Feng Yan paused, feeling that Mr. Mi's figure looked familiar, as if she had seen it somewhere.

The few gouache shops selected by Mr. Mi are all under the name of the original owner. When the shopkeeper saw Jiang Zhu, he greeted him with a happy smile. After greeting, he personally served Mr. Mi.

Jiang Zhu raised his head, looked at her figure, and said without changing his face: "I have seen the third emperor, my daughter is well, please take care of me."

Feng Yan twitched her lips, "Missy has plagiarized her poetry collection, the emperor has already punished her for not being an official for the rest of her life, and she still needs to go to Ning'an Temple to meditate, how is Missy doing recently?"

Jiang Zhu: "..." Don't force me to draw the sword.

"Elder Sister, she has done something wrong, so naturally she has to bear the responsibility. It is also a good thing for her to go to Ning'an Temple to meditate, so I don't need to trouble the third princess to worry."

(End of this chapter)