The concubine is soft and delicate, making her the treacherous minister's white moonlight

Chapter 44 Rouge Shop

Lin Mowan took a deep breath and smiled bitterly: "Don't you hate me too? Besides, am I not good enough to them? Jiang Youxi likes me, have I ever said that I don't like him? Have I ever said that he is not right? Jiang Youan asked me to make a kite by myself, and I gave it to him. When he scolded me, I just thought it was just a child's words. What else do you want from me? Will you be happy only if I die?"

Jiang Wenqing was speechless. He also knew that what Lin Mowan said was seen by everyone, and he had no way to refute it.

Lin Mowan paused and opened her mouth. Before she uttered the last sentence, Jiang Wenqing had already anticipated what she was going to say, which was nothing more than "like my mother".

She was used to picking on his sore spots, and Jiang Wenqing quickly waved his hand to stop her, truly regretting his impulsive behavior in anger today.

Seeing that he was still not leaving, Lin Mowan was not in a hurry. She just sneered and asked him again: "Or does father want me to go back and arrange a ghost marriage for Jiang Youxi?"

Jiang Wenqing gritted his teeth, and the anger that he had just suppressed surged up again. He then closed his eyes, and when he opened them again, the overwhelming anger had turned into hatred. If looks could kill, Lin Mowan would have died countless times by now.

In the end, Jiang Wenqing could only return empty-handed, leaving behind a sentence: "If anything happens to An, I will not let you go, even if we both perish, you will never have an easy life."

After he finished speaking, he left without giving Lin Mowan any chance to react. Lin Mowan still sat in the room with a calm expression, pouring tea slowly and muttering to herself: "Of course I won't give you this chance."

Later, I heard from people outside that although Jiang Youan was brought back from the brink of death after an overnight rescue, he has been mentally retarded and has the intelligence of a two-year-old child. Apart from crying, he can't do anything else. He even needs help going to the toilet and eating.

When Lin Mowan heard the news, she just sighed softly. Yuzhi thought she was blaming herself, so she comforted her quickly: "Don't take it to heart, girl. It's not our fault. He stole the kite himself. In this cold winter, who would have known that he would fly it in such a dangerous place."

Lin Mowan didn't say anything, but just lowered her eyes and twisted the handkerchief in her hand. It was indeed a bit regrettable to say that she felt sorry, but what was she sorry about? She felt sorry that he was just stupid, but not dead.

This did make her a little dissatisfied.

But on second thought, she felt that it was not a bad idea, although he was still young and indeed a bit pitiful. Unfortunately, she, Lin Mowan, was born with a hard heart, and it would be too easy for Jiang Wenqing if she died like this.

After a few days, the snow stopped and the weather cleared up day by day, but the snow on the roadside had not completely melted yet.

According to the information obtained earlier, Lin Mowan arrived at a rouge shop according to the address given by the secret guard.

After getting off the carriage, he looked up at the two words "Qiao Ji" printed in gold on the plaque, then lowered his eyes slightly and saw that no one had come in yet. He could only vaguely see a few busy figures in the store.

She walked into the store. The store looked quite spacious and grand, and it seemed that it had been open for quite a long time.

"Hello."

Lin Mowan was looking around the room when she was suddenly attracted by a cool female voice outside the door. She turned around subconsciously and saw a girl of similar age appearing behind her, holding a few unopened boxes of powder in her hands and smiling gently and kindly.

Lin Mowan looked at her hesitantly. She had a pretty face, a clear temperament, and was gentle and very friendly. She was dressed in a green dress with wide sleeves tied up with loops, revealing a small section of her smooth and white arms for work.

She is Zhou Shiran’s wife, Luo Qiao Niang.

"Please feel free to look around, young lady." Luo Qiao Niang said, "These were just arrived this morning, please feel free to pick them out. Call me if you need anything."

She had already walked to the display shelf nearby and put the empty space on the shelf with the cosmetic boxes for display. Lin Mowan just looked at her and nodded without saying anything. She picked up a box of rouge at random, opened the box and smelled it, then closed it and put it back in its place.

She had no intention of looking at rouge and powder, so she just walked around the store and picked up a box of lip balm, applying it on her wrist to try out the color.

At this time, Luo Qiao Niang had also sorted out the things in her hands. Seeing that Lin Mo Wan seemed a little undecided, she took the initiative to step forward and ask, "Miss, do you want to buy lip balm?"

She walked quickly to Lin Mowan. Lin Mowan looked back at her and shook her head. After a moment of thought, she touched the scar on her face that was almost invisible now and said, "The scar on my face was accidentally caused a long time ago. I want to buy some rouge to cover it up."

Hearing this, Luo Qiaoniang frowned slightly, looked carefully at the faint marks on her cheek, and then smiled again: "It's okay, the girl has a good foundation, and the medicine she used is probably good. The wound seems to have healed well, and nothing can be seen. But if the girl insists on covering it up with makeup..."

As she spoke, she stretched out the last syllable thoughtfully, her eyes jumping from box to box, and finally landing on an exquisite round iron box. She picked it up, opened it and handed it to Lin Mowan: "Miss, you can try this, it's called skin care cream, it has a miraculous effect on repairing scars."

Lin Mowan took the item from her hand with a smile, and sniffed it. Luo Qiaoniang gestured to her, "There's a mirror over there, you can try it first. It doesn't matter if you don't buy it. We're going to open a box for the customer anyway."

As she spoke, she walked ahead enthusiastically to lead the way. Lin Mowan did not refuse, so she went with her and sat at the table. Perhaps the store was not busy, so Luo Qiao Niang moved a chair and sat in front of her to help her apply the lotion, her movements were careful and gentle.

After applying the skin care cream, Luo Qiao Niang said, "Actually, young lady, you don't have to worry about this. Although a woman's appearance is indeed important, it is secondary. People say that women dress up to please themselves, but I think that you should make yourself comfortable first. Young lady is naturally beautiful, so this mark is really not a big deal."

Meeting her serious and gentle eyes, Lin Mowan suddenly felt a little reluctant, but she quickly suppressed it. She smiled and thanked her.

In the end, Lin Mowan still bought the things recommended by Luo Qiaoniang. Before leaving, Luo Qiaoniang suddenly asked her, "May I know your last name, young lady? You look unfamiliar, so you are probably not from Sheng'an, right?"

Hearing this, Lin Mowan was stunned. When she thought about it carefully, based on her existing memory, she really did not go out often. Her food, clothing, gold and silver jewelry, rouge and powder were all taken care of by Shen Weiyuan's people.

Facing Luo Qiaoniang's doubts, Lin Mowan just shook her head and said, "My last name is Lin. I live in Ziteng Garden in Qingyi Lane. I don't go out often. The maids in the courtyard come to do the shopping."

Luo Qiao Niang suddenly understood and nodded: "No wonder you look so unfamiliar to me. My name is Luo Qiao Niang, and they all call me Qiao Niang. All the girls in this area know us Qiao Ji. If you need anything in the future, just come to me, don't be polite."

Lin Mowan smiled and nodded, eyes full of gratitude. The two chatted for a few more words before Lin Mowan turned around and prepared to leave. But she suddenly thought of something, so she stopped and looked back at the person behind her. After a moment's thought, she said, "By the way, Qiao Niang, do you know which temple is more spiritual? I want to go and ask for a fortune."

Being asked this question suddenly, Luo Qiao Niang was stunned for a moment, but considering that she seldom went out, she must be the daughter of some noble family, so it was reasonable for her not to know.

She thought for a moment and replied, "Let's go back to Yuan Temple. I often take my children there. It just so happens that I will go there tomorrow. If you don't mind, how about we go together?"

"Of course." Lin Mowan changed her previous sad expression and immediately smiled, nodding her head and replied: "Sister, please don't think I'm a burden."

Luo Qiao Niang smiled and said, "Look at what you said. Let's go together. There's no question of who is a burden to whom. Then we have an agreement."

Seeing that her goal had been achieved, Lin Mowan smiled and nodded.

(End of this chapter)