Zhumen Hangui

Chapter 3 Never Washed Your Face

Taking a closer look at the facial contours and facial features, Su Yizhao found that the facial features are good, and the face is also an oval face, which complement each other perfectly.

If the skin wasn't so dark and the birthmark didn't exist, the original owner wouldn't look bad.

He lowered his head and glanced at his chest, which was white and delicate, completely different from the skin above his neck.

Su Yizhao smiled, brought the baggage that was placed aside, and took out a porcelain bottle from it.

This is what Wen Yu called her to the bed before she died. In order to hide her appearance and not be coveted by others, Wen Yu, who is quite knowledgeable in medical science, made a kind of black pigment.

After Su Yizhao washed his face, he poured out a small white ball from the porcelain bottle.

She took the ball and wiped it on her face. After applying it all over her face, she waited for a quarter of an hour before washing it off.

Repeated washing for two consecutive months can completely wash off the ink on her face.

It's a pity that she didn't have a chance to wash on the way. This manager Su Bing didn't care about her bathing and changing clothes, and rushed to the capital without stopping.

Give her something to eat every day, and she won't starve to death.

After washing his face carefully, Su Yizhao finally heaved a sigh of relief as he watched the black ink flow from between his fingers to the tub.

It is said that it can be washed off, but I have not tried it, and I am still a little uneasy after all.

After all the pills were wiped off, Su Yizhao observed the water surface for a while.

I found that my face was not so dark, and even the birthmark had faded, so I took a bath with peace of mind.

"Master! The sewing room in the house said they didn't measure your size, and they didn't have time to make it for you. So I found Master Six's clothes and changed them for you."

Su Yizhao listened with bated breath, the sixth young master should be the other son of cheap father, right?

When he was in the carriage before, Uncle Zhong mentioned a few words, only that he fell off the horse and felt unwell.

"You wear what you can first, wait a few days for the spring clothes to be added to the house, and then I will prepare them carefully for you! I will take them in for you now?"

Through the hazy tulle embroidered green bamboo screen, Su Yizhao could see that the figure should be the girl Yueyue just now.

"Thank you! Just put it there!"

Yuerong hesitated for a while when she heard the words, this place is far away from the bathtub!
But she thought the young master was shy and not used to being served, so she put down her clothes and went out without thinking too much.

Su Yizhao wiped off the water stains on his body, got up, picked up his clothes and put them on.

Different from the coarse cloth cross-collared girdle worn in the past, this is a smoky blue robe with a small stand-up collar and the right lapel.

What dynasty is it?The clothes are a little out of touch.

Su Yizhao couldn't care less, and put on a snow-white satin inner jacket, Su Yizhao thought that this cheap father's family background is not bad!

It was the first time I wore such nice clothes since time travelling.

Because of Su Yizhao's inexperience, he struggled for nearly a quarter of an hour before finally putting it on.

I glanced at the bronze mirror, forget it!I can't see very clearly.

Hearing the sound of the door opening, Su Yizhao suddenly felt dizzy.

There doesn't seem to be any concept of privacy here. She takes a bath inside, and girls come in and out without knocking on the door at all.

"Master! There is still half an hour before we can eat. We still have to go to the old lady and the lady to say hello, why don't we wait until we come back?"

Yuerong stepped forward to straighten Su Yizhao's robe, and couldn't help but sigh that this young master is not only ugly but also thin.

The size Zhou Guanshi said was a bit too big, I'd better wait for the young master to replace it tomorrow, and then change it by myself!
The four of them are not welcome in the mansion, so if they go to the sewing room and talk to those rascals, they might as well do it themselves.

Thinking in this way, she looked up at Su Yizhao, and found that her complexion turned paler, and even the birthmark on her face faded.

"Master! Your face?" Yue Rong was quite frightened, and was momentarily at a loss for words.

"What? Isn't it a little white?"

Su Yizhao felt pretty good about this little girl who was only twelve or thirteen years old. Although she occasionally looked at her with disgust, she was still conscientious.

Yue Rong nodded like a pounding garlic, what's going on?

Su Yizhao looked up at the roof and sighed.

"Hey! I have lived for nine years, but I have never washed my face. If I wash it today, it will be considered a worthwhile life."

After Su Yizhao finished speaking, he walked out of the washroom with his arms folded and walked to the bedroom, leaving only a shocked Yueyue covering his mouth.

This small courtyard is a main room with two side rooms, and the main room is divided into three front and back rooms, and the outermost one is the outer room for receiving guests.

In the middle is the bedroom plus the study, and the innermost is the washroom.

The furnishings in the room are very simple, and it can be seen that they were tidied up in a hurry.The Bogu shelf is empty, except for a large porcelain bowl with a magpie announcing the spring.

There are few books on the bookshelf, but the four treasures of the study are placed on the desk, and Su Yizhao can't tell whether it is good or bad.

Just as Su Yizhao was looking at it, the door was suddenly opened, followed by a bang.

"Hmph! The screwdrivers in the big kitchen are all bullshit. When you ask for some hot water, you have to show your face."

Su Yizhao turned his head and looked over, it was another girl, Yueqiu.

Different from Yuerong's melon-seeded face, the round face looks quite pleasing, but it's a pity that compared to Yuerong, it seems to be less regular.

"Yueqiu! How can you be presumptuous in front of the young master?"

Yue Rong came out of the house, and saw Yue Qiu scolding the woman in the big kitchen while adding water to the teapot.

Su Yizhao sighed, it seems that the fourth house where she lives is not having a good time in the whole mansion.

A young master from a concubine came to Su's house, but it didn't cause any disturbance in the capital.

Even though the capital is famous for its ugliness, there are a lot of new things happening in the capital every day.But in a few days, few people mentioned it.

Early in the morning, Su Yizhao was staring at the crabapple flowers in a daze.

When I came here, the food was indeed much better than before, at least I was full, but it was a pity that it was often cold.

Since he came to the mansion, no one came here to visit, and no one asked him to pay his respects.

The young masters and girls in this mansion have to go to the main courtyard every morning and evening, to say hello to the old man and the old lady, but he seems to be forgotten by others.

Logically speaking, he shouldn't have stopped him from fulfilling his filial piety, but someone stopped him, and that person was her father.

It is said that after the cheap father was fainted by her that day, he threatened that he didn't want to see her again, and he didn't allow her to step out of the yard.

Because the elder brother was not in good health, the aunt didn't want to see him, so she never told her to go to the main room.

The other elders in the family were sympathetic to his illness and said that he would go to pay his respects after he recovered, so as not to aggravate his condition.

In this way, she became a poor little girl who was forgotten by the family.

Picking up a piece of jujube cake on the table, Su Yizhao pinched a little cake crumbs and sprinkled them on the ground.

After a while, I watched many ants come to carry the food and move it to the residence in a mighty way.

Looking at Su Yizhao who was bored and in a daze on the ground, Yue Rong couldn't help shaking her head and sighing.

Hearing the rustling sound, Su Yizhao turned his gaze to a corner of the courtyard.

I saw a fat mouse suddenly sprang out there, its fur was smooth and smooth, it could be seen that it had eaten a lot on weekdays.

(End of this chapter)