Marry a traitor

Unexpectedly, after reporting more than a dozen dishes in a row, there was no dish that Shen Yu nodded. She didn't know the dishes that were reported later, but it still didn't arouse Shen Yu's appetite.

This worried Wang Wan terribly. She knew that Shen Yu sometimes seemed not to care about anything, but sometimes he was also difficult to serve.

For example, today, his temperament is too big.

The two of them were just in a physical marriage, and they didn't even enter the bridal chamber. It couldn't be considered a life-or-death relationship.

She didn't understand why Shen Yu was so angry.

"Master Prime Minister, if you are not hungry, drink a glass of water first."

Seeing that Shen Yu had been ignoring his wife, Lu Yao came to Wang Wan's rescue.

The authorities were confused, how could she, a bystander, not know what Shen Yu was thinking? He was angry that someone was trying to take advantage of his wife.

"Okay, I just happened to remember that I haven't drunk the Yuqian Longjing I bought last time. Please bring it to the Prime Minister for a taste."

Lu Yao immediately ran out to get Longjing for Shen Yu.

Shen Yu felt irritated, and he felt more and more that the collar was a little too small, and he could hardly breathe, so he pulled it away irritably.

Wang Wan immediately stepped forward to serve him and found that the clothes were too small. Maybe Shen Yu had gained weight because he had eaten well recently.

"Ziteng, go get the navy blue gown that the Prime Minister is wearing and change it into another one for the Prime Minister."

"Yes."

Zi Teng skillfully brought the clothes and was about to change them for Shen Yu, but Shen Yu snatched them away.

"Go, go, let the madam come, and you get out."

Zi Teng took the order and walked out. When she left, she closed the door for Shen Yu and stood guard outside the door.

Wang Wan was the only one left in the room, so he wanted her to help him change clothes.

Wang Wan took a step forward, consciously unbuttoned Shen Yu's clothes and helped him take them off. Shen Yu's eyes were on the top of her head, and when he lowered his head, he could see the expression on Wang Wan's face.

Normally, they were fine. They had never been so close. These days were so busy that Wang Wan had forgotten the last time he had such close contact with Shen Yu.

The room was surprisingly quiet, with only the sound of clothes rubbing against each other. Wang Wan concentrated on changing Shen Yu's clothes without thinking about anything, but Shen Yu's eyes became hot.

This was not the first time he knew about Wang Wan's beauty, but this woman had a magical power. The more she looked at her, the more beautiful she became. The closer she looked, the more beautiful she became. She could never get enough of her.

"I think you'd better look better if you put on some rouge and gouache."

Wang Wan was startled. She was used to being plain on weekdays and never put on rouge or gouache. This was just because everyone said that she was already beautiful and fragrant because of her sober appearance. If she applied it any more, the life of a noble lady in Kyoto would be ruined.

But recently, Shen Yu suddenly asked her to apply it. What does it mean? Do you think she doesn't look good now?

It stands to reason that she is jealous and shouldn't let herself become more beautiful. Wouldn't that make her even more jealous?

"What did the Prime Minister say? Do you want to see me put on rouge?"

Shen Yu stretched out his arms so that Wang Wan could put on his sleeves. He put on his clothes quickly and almost finished them, Shen Yu said suddenly.

"Wisteria, go get some rouge and gouache."

The wisteria outside the door opened the door and glanced at Wang Wan, because this was too strange. The prime minister had never asked her to take these things. She was not even allowed to appear in the madam's room before, saying that they were painted too gaudy and did not look good.

In fact, she just doesn't want others to take another look at Madam's beauty.

This was what Lu Yao told her. Lu Yao said that when Madam put on those rouge and gouache, she was like a fairy descending to earth.

"Go get it."

Wang Wan told Zi Teng to get it, and then the little girl went to get it. Soon Ziteng came back with rouge and gouache, followed by green medicine.

They were quite excited. It had been a long time since they had seen Madam dress herself up. Today they planned to open their eyes and let the servants see how beautifully Madam dressed up.

"Madam, please sit down and I will draw a picture for you."

Lu Yao's craftsmanship is outstanding, and he can paint people's paintings that are much more beautiful than real people.

She took the powder in her hand, but Shen Yu stopped her and said, "I'll do it."

The three women looked at Shen Yu in surprise, in disbelief. Could it be that he wanted to paint for his wife?

They had no idea whether Shen Yu could draw or not, so Lu Yao stood up to make room for Shen Yu.

Wang Wan and Shen Yu faced each other face to face, their big eyes staring at small ones. She was feeling restless in her heart. Naturally, she didn't believe that Shen Yu could draw. Shen Yu was calm and composed. He straightened his back confidently, picked up the black box, and used a brush to paint. , raised his hand to draw Wang Wan's eyes.

Lu Yao said in panic: "Master Xiang, that's the one who draws eyebrows."

Shen Yu's hand hesitated for a moment, then continued his thoughts: "Stop talking, the truth has its own plans."

In his eyes, what is the difference between this black powder, painting eyes and eyebrows?

After Shen Yu finished drawing Wang Wan, Lu Yao's face had been twisted into a pumpkin. Zi Teng held up the mirror and did not dare to show off, wanting to smash the mirror in place.

Prime Minister Shen painted his wife's eyes into panda eyes, and she no longer dared to show her herself in the mirror.

"How about it? Bring the bronze mirror quickly and show it to me."

Wang Wan was still looking forward to it, but looking at the expressions of Lv Yao and Zi Teng, she couldn't wait to see what Shen Yu had painted for her.

"Wait."

Shen Yu stopped Ziteng from giving the bronze mirror to Wang Wan.

"I haven't drawn the true appearance yet, so I can't see anything. It won't be too late to look at it after I've drawn it all."

Shen Yu continued to pick up a pink wooden box and patted the powder inside on Wang Wan's face.

Halfway through the photo, Wang Wan raised his chin, looked around, and continued painting seriously.

Wang Wan didn't have a bronze mirror, so he just looked at the expressions of Wisteria and Lvyao. When Shen wanted to draw it, the two maids gasped. Once he drew it, they frowned and winked, not daring to look.

What kind of ghost was this painted for her?

Since Shen Yu was not in a good mood today, Wang Wan reluctantly sat still and let Shen Yu express himself freely.

Shen Yu also knew that the last lipstick to be applied was a very rare red ointment prepared by Lu Yao for Wang Wan. When applied on the lips, it was red and bright, very beautiful.

"All right."

Shen Yu stood up very satisfied and happily admired his masterpiece.

"Ma'am, this is the most beautiful way. From now on, you can draw like this when you go out."

What exactly did the painting look like that made Shen Yu so satisfied? Wang Wan took the mirror from Zi Teng's hand. He didn't know if he didn't look at it, but he was shocked when he looked at it.

"what!"

The woman in the mirror was so frightened that Wang Wan almost threw the bronze mirror away. She had eyebrows as thick as tree branches, round and big dark circles under her eyes, and her lipstick was smeared on her chin.

Just like a flower!

Now Wang Wan finally knew why Lv Yao and Zi Teng had such expressions. Who would be so frightened to see this that their souls would leave their bodies?

"How's it going? Isn't the original painting very good? I think Madam is more beautiful like this. Let Lv Yao and Wisteria follow this painting in the future."

this……….

Luyao and Ziteng stepped back in fright. They really couldn't praise their painting skills.