Chef Mad Queen

Chapter 1595
Qiu Ling returned to the cabin suspiciously.

"what happened?"

Ziyun asked.

"Perhaps the servant is too nervous."

Qiu Ling continued to reach out to help Ziyun tidy up, only the long hair remained untucked.Ziyun sat down in front of the dressing table, Qiuling picked up the comb and was about to comb her hair, but someone outside preached: "Princess, Mr. Chen is here."

"So fast? Princess, do you want him to wait?" Qiu Ling asked.

Ziyun looked at herself in the mirror, her waterfall-like long hair spread out behind her ears, adding a sense of frail beauty for no reason.

"No, that's it," she said.

A weak woman can arouse a man's sympathy, isn't it?
Chen Lang waited outside the door with a box, Qiu Ling winked, opened the door to invite someone in, then closed the door and went out.

"……That's not good!"

Chen Lang stood by the door a little awkwardly, not daring to move.

"The thing in your hand is to remove ink stains?" Ziyun didn't care about that, and stared directly at Chen Lang's hand.

"Yes, this is it, just take this and soak it in water."

Chen Lang opened the box in his hand, and put a dead grass stalk inside.When he took a tea bowl and put the dry grass stalks into the water, a stream of purple seeped out from the grass stalks. The purple was so thick that it appeared black from a distance, just like another cup of ink.

"Why is it so dark?"

"It looks black, but it's not stained with color. If you don't believe me, you can try it with your finger." Chen Lang said.

Ziyun leaned over and lightly touched the water surface with her fingertips, and then carefully observed the water stains on her fingers, and sure enough there was no color stain on them.

She put the water stain on her face, and the part of her face that was stained with ink seemed to have faded a lot.

"It's really amazing. How do you apply this thing on your face?"

"Patiently hold the cloth handkerchief and wipe it little by little. Don't spread it, otherwise the skin will turn yellow." He said a little nervously, "you'd better ask your maid to help you!"

Ziyun originally opened her mouth to call Qiu Ling in, but her eyes like autumn water looked up and down at Chen Lang, who was fidgeting, and then made a decision in her heart.

"you help me."

"What?" Chen Lang was startled, "It's impossible to do this, I'm not serious, just in case I ruin your face..."

"Anyway, it's just for you to see. If you are not careful, it will be your loss!" Ziyun pretended to be coquettish, and looked at Chen Lang through the mirror.In the end, the opponent was still defeated, reached out and took out Fang Chunbai's silk handkerchief, and dipped a corner into the purple potion.

Ziyun deliberately sat in front of the vanity mirror, Chen Lang could only stand and bend down to get close to her if he wanted to help her.She loosened all her long hair behind her head, revealing a beautiful face. She closed her eyes and raised her head to wait. On her rosy lips were freshly applied rouge, which was very alluring.

"Are you really not afraid that I'll mess it up?"

Ziyun heard Chen Lang ask.

Although Ziyun still had a slight smile on his face, his tone was full of threats, "How dare you?"

If you dare to mess up, I will directly tear you to pieces!
I don't know whether Chen Lang read Ziyun's subtext from her threatening tone or if he was really nervous, anyway, he didn't make any next move for a long time.

Ziyun felt strange and was about to open her eyes to ask what was wrong when she covered her eyes with her hands.

"Don't look at me."

Chen Lang's tone of voice was inexplicably serious at the moment.Afterwards, Ziyun felt a cold sensation on his face, and it was the cloth handkerchief with the liquid medicine wiping his skin bit by bit.

Ziyun is not used to other men being so close to her, especially in such a situation, her face twisted unconsciously, forcing Chen Lang to turn her blindfolded hand to pinch her jaw.

"look up!"

It was this cold and serious tone again.

Ziyun thought to himself, the tone of this person's seriousness is really annoying.

"The Chen family has a lot of money." Chen Lang said inexplicably.

"No matter how rich your family is, can you have as much money as my father?" Ziyun felt that what he said was a little funny.

"That's right, there is no man in the world who can compare to the Holy One!" Chen Lang's tone sounded a little lonely, and Zi Yun felt a sense of inferiority for no reason.

She immediately understood that this Chen Lang was probably feeling inferior to his own identity, his family background and financial resources were not worthy of the position of consort.And if he can think like this, it shows that he is already thinking about this marriage!
It turns out that it's so simple to make someone fall in love with you instantly!
Ziyun was a little complacent in her heart, but she had to pretend to be comforting on the surface, "My royal father is naturally rare in the ages, but the Chen family also has a snail boat that is unparalleled in the world. It can be compared."

As soon as she finished speaking, she felt a tingling pain on her face, it was because Chen Lang's hand was too hard.Ziyun pushed him away at once, and quickly checked the painful place in the mirror beside him, and found that it was already red.

She was about to turn around to reprimand Chen Lang, but found that he was pushed by her, tripped over the footstool, and accidentally fell all over the place.

"Ouch!"

Chen Lang called out.

Ziyun looked at him lying on the ground, with disgust in his eyes, and sighed indiscernibly, Ziyun put on a smiling mask again, and was about to stand up and help him.

"I haven't mentioned you yet, but you called it first." Ziyun walked to her side, but saw something falling out of his arms, and asked suspiciously, "What is this?"

What fell out was a jade pendant engraved with the family crest of the Chen family.

"It's nothing." Chen Lang was alert, quickly took the jade pendant back, and hung it around his neck properly.

"Isn't this a family heirloom of your Chen family?" Ziyun asked casually, but her eyes were fixed on Chen Lang's expression when she answered.

Chen Lang rubbed his nose, looked away, and said unnaturally: "It's just an ordinary jade pendant. My family has been fishing by the sea for two generations. Where did it come from as a family heirloom?"

He is lying!

Even though Ziyundang could see it, she just didn't continue to ask.

If you ask rashly, you may startle the snake. Ziyun knows that the matter is very important, so he will not act recklessly.

"Then what is your baby like? Well, get up quickly, you just hurt me."

"Excuse me!"

As expected, the ink stains on Ziyun's face were completely removed. She looked at her fair face in the mirror and felt a burst of joy in her heart, but when she looked at the person next to her again, she suddenly felt bad again.

"Mr. Chen still not leaving?"

"Master Yun said that they have already prepared the small kitchen, but the princess forgot her promise?"

It turned out that Chen Lang was still here waiting for her!
Ziyun gritted her teeth and said, "This princess just fell into the water, and she seems to have caught the wind and cold, Mr. Chen, why don't we change the day!"

Unexpectedly, Chen Lang said with a smile: "I heard that Princess Ziyun is both civil and military, so she is just as weak as an ordinary woman. Look at Queen Fengqian, she is fine with such a big belly." He said with emotion, "Hey, there is really no comparison between this person and others!"

Ziyun can't stand someone comparing her with Feng Qian, whether she can bear it or not, but it's cooking, she doesn't want to be underestimated.

Ziyun shouted angrily, "Qiu Ling, come in and do my makeup!"

(End of this chapter)