Concubine's elegance is peerless

Chapter 103 For You
Answering Mo Yan's question was equivalent to not answering, Rong Xueyi curled her lips, and was finally afraid of his power and did not ask any more questions.

But Mo Yan took out a towel from the bottom and handed it to her, "Wipe your face, you look so disgusting."

If Rong Xueyi wants to say it's disgusting, don't watch it!

It's just that she had too much stuff on her face and felt uncomfortable, so she took the veil from him meekly.

The veil was as white as snow, with only a word Yan embroidered in official script on the end, it looked like the veil he usually used, she peeked at him, but he was looking out the window.

She curled her lips and was not polite to him. She picked up the veil and wiped it on her face, but the blood stains on her face were dry, so she couldn't wipe off anything. He poured some water on the veil, then took the veil and used the gold-rimmed cylinder in the carriage as a mirror, and wiped it on his own.

The veil quickly turned blood red and was horrible.

Mo Yan frowned looking at the veil, Rong Xueyi glanced at the veil in his hand and said, "I'll return it to you after I wash it."

"No need." Mo Yan's tone was cold and firm: "Just throw it away."

Rong Xueyi looked at the blood-stained handkerchief, coughed lightly and said, "Thank you, my lord."

Mo Yan pinched her face and said, "This will look much more pleasing to the eye."

Rong Xueyi frowned, stretched out his hand to pick up the dirty handkerchief to his hand and wiped it off, but he couldn't do it in time, his hand was stained with blood, warm and sticky, his brows frowned even more.

Rong Xueyi panicked and said: "I'm sorry, my lord, I'll wipe it for you."

After she finished speaking, she picked up her blood-stained handkerchief and wanted to wipe it for him, but he calmly withdrew his hand, eyes slanted and said: "Go aside!"

Rong Xueyi giggled, moved to the side and said: "I forgot that the lord is a noble person, my hands are really too dirty, I don't deserve to wipe them for the lord."

Mo Yan glanced at her out of the corner of his eye, pointed to a box on the table with a cold snort and said, "Open it."

Rong Xueyi looked at him puzzled and said, "What is it?"

Mo Yan gave her an impatient look, and she had no choice but to open the box as she said. Inside was a delicate skirt with pink and white pearls. She was still looking at it, but he said coldly, "Put it on."

"For me?" Rong Xueyi asked tentatively.

Mo Yan said in a cold voice, "You think too much, I just let you wear it."

Rong Xueyi shrugged resentfully, coughed lightly and said, "The clothes on me are pretty good, you don't need to change them."

"If you want to change it, you can change it." Mo Yan's tone was very bad.

Rong Xueyi didn't know what was wrong with this old man, but she also knew that she couldn't afford to offend this old man with her current status, so she followed her word right now.

She is a soul from the 21st century, without those male and female defenses, she took off the blood-stained robe and put on the pink dress directly. The size of the clothes is just right, as if it was tailor-made for her .

When she put on her clothes and turned around, Mo Yan only felt a bright light in his eyes.

At this time, her skin was as white as jade, and she was set off by a pink dress. She was delicate and tender. Her fair face and big black and white eyes revealed a bit of a child's innocence, cute and simple.

"Does it look good?" Seeing him looking at her, Rong Xueyi asked.

Mo Yan looked away from her and said, "It's so ugly."

(End of this chapter)