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Chapter Eight, First Meeting Maobi

In the blink of an eye, the Diaoyun Satin cloak that was sent to the needle and thread office was already made. Yao Jiaxin looked at the neat and integrated Fenghai, and couldn't help but admire the craftsmanship of the needle and thread office embroiderer.

"Let me put some makeup on a little bit, let's go to the main hall to thank Concubine Mao." Yao Jiaxin ordered leisurely. She was really reluctant to let such a good cloak.

This is the tenth day she has traveled through time. Others can not have to contact each other for the time being, but this master's empress has to deal with.

Su Yu found a pair of warm and thick silver acetonin satin flower pot-soled shoes. She was a little used to wearing such "high heels". The heel was in the middle of the sole, so the balance needed to be more careful. In the past few days, Yao Jiaxin has practiced in the house and walked stumblingly. Su Yu and others didn't doubt anything, just thought that she was too weak after being sick, so she couldn't walk steadily.

——Yes, who would suspect that she could not walk with flower pot-sole shoes at all?

Fortunately, the soles of the shoes are not too high, and Su Yu is supporting them, so it is no problem to walk slowly.

Reflected in the bronze mirror was a thin face, vague and unable to see clearly. Su Yu stood behind and raised her head. She smiled and said, "The little master's complexion has improved in the past two days."

As for his complexion, it is indeed much different from when he first came. At least the waxy and dark green on his face gradually faded away with the recovery of the wind and cold, revealing a white face, which was pale without blood and weak.

I made a mask for several days and used a lot of the top night creams and essences. The skin texture has improved a lot and it feels smoother and more delicate. Thanks to the good foundation of this face, the skin color is very white, there are no scars and marks, and the pores are small. It hasn't been taken care of for a long time and the skin texture is a bit rough.

Secondly, the face shape and facial features of this face are actually very good. The standard melon-shaped face is too thin, with long eyebrows and slightly light tails, which are large as if the eyebrows are as far away as mountains, and are a bit timeless. The eyes are big, with clear black and white, a small and delicate nose, and the shape of the lips is not bad, which is just a lack of ischemia.

If I raise some meat well and restore my complexion, I should be a pretty beauty. At least it is more beautiful than her.

Yao Jiaxin said in her heart.

Yao Jiaxin didn't know much about these ancient cosmetics, so she let Su Yu put on makeup.

Su Yu first took a small piece of oily stuff called dough cream, melted it with the heat of her palm, and then applied it oily on her face.

Yao Jiaxin:... Fortunately, her face is now dry, otherwise...

Su Yu carefully massaged her, and the oily cream was gradually absorbed by the skin. Then she picked up the duck egg-shaped powder, dipped it in, and applied her whole face. The powder was quite delicate, but... the fragrance was so strong! It was even more fragrant than Grandma Xiang!

"Ah snee!" Yao Jiaxin couldn't help but sneeze, "Okay, just apply less!"

"Yes." Su Yu had to stop and finally picked up the inconspicuous small round bowl of enamel. It turned out that it was rouge, which exuded a strong rose fragrance. Yao Jiaxin didn't hate this smell. Although it was rich, it was a very pure rose fragrance and it smelled natural.

Su Yu, the blue and white jade jade, carefully dipped her head with a little rose rouge, then pressed it on the heart of Yao Jiaxin's lips, rotated it gently, and drew a cherry on her lips.

I have watched this lip makeup... in costume dramas, but now I'm not used to it when I paint it on my mouth.

This rouge is not just lipstick. Su Yu took a little duck egg powder and mixed it with a little rouge, then applied it to Yao Jiaxin's cheek.

Yao Jiaxin hurriedly said, "Pat it less!" She didn't want to be painted like a matchmaker.

This rose rouge is actually lipstick, blush and eye shadow, and a three-in-one cosmetic, so Yao Jiaxin's eyelids were also painted with a small blush.

Su Yu's makeup technique is actually pretty good, especially her eyebrows are very good. She chose the distant eyebrows that are most suitable for her eyebrows. The painting is foggy and classical, but she is a bit too much rouge, from her eyelids to her cheeks, as if she was slapped by someone.

Yao Jiaxin sighed, couldn't help but pick up the handkerchief and rubbed it hard.

Su Yu couldn't help but say, "My little master, you are in a bad mood. If you rub all the rouge off, you will look sick."

Yao Jiaxin said lightly: "I am sick, why should I hide it?" As she said that, she picked up the gilded butterfly hairpin and inserted it on her head, "Okay, let's go to the main hall to pay my respects."

"Yes." Su Yu hurriedly helped her up, took her 80% new cloak and put it on. Then the master and servant went to the main hall.

It was only a few steps from the East Side Hall to the main hall. Yao Jiaxin walked carefully, afraid of falling. Although the snow had been cleaned, the road surface after cleaning was somewhat slippery.

Su Yu had to support her more carefully.

It was really cold in the early winter morning, and it was suffocating to the face, and Yao Jiaxin shrank her neck so coldly.

There are only three main halls in Xianfu Palace, which is indeed a little narrower than other palaces. In my previous life, Yao Jiaxin also visited the Forbidden City several times, and she is still clear about the basic structure of the Forbidden City.

The twelve palaces in the East and West Palaces have similar layouts. Most of the main halls have five spacious rooms, but there are only three main halls in Jingyang Palace, the northeast corner of the East Six Palaces and Xianfu Palace, the northwest corner of the West Six Palaces. Therefore, most of the people living in these two palaces are unpopular concubines.

Maopin should be the oldest person in the Qiandi of Yongzheng. He has no children and no children. He is probably not as young as he is old and has a weaker sex, so he was assigned to the remote Xianfu Palace.

Thinking of this, Yao Jiaxin felt a little sympathetic to this Concubine Mao.

At this moment, Jade Chopin walked out of the main hall with a smile, squatted and made a happy journey: "Please pay tribute to the nobles, our empress invites the nobles to enter the hall to speak."

This little palace maid has no eyes on her head and looks very well-behaved and elegant.

Yao Jiaxin smiled and nodded. Maopin was the head of a palace, so the main hall was naturally much spacious than her side hall, especially the warm pavilion inside, which burned charcoal fire. As soon as the cotton curtain of the warm pavilion was opened, a heat came to her face, mixed with the strong Canaan fragrance, which made people feel a little dizzy.

I saw a mahogany arhat couch next to the window of the warm pavilion, covered with dark flower satin mattresses with autumn fragrance. A woman with a very delicate makeup was sitting there, holding a string of agarwood Buddhist beads in her hand, with a kind face and a bit noble.
Chapter completed!
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