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Chapter 8 Chapter 8

The market was noisy, with people walking around and passing many stalls.

Since entering Nanyuan, Linglong has not been shopping in the market like this for three years.

After all, this is the temperament of a pampered little girl. How could she not like novelty and excitement? No matter how fresh the gadgets sold by ordinary stalls in the market are, she will just look at them and leave. But when she gets near the rouge shop, she can no longer walk.

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Luoxia and Qiu Shui saw her stop and looked straight into the shop, wondering what they didn't understand.

Qiu Shui thought of how his young lady spent all day in the rouge shop when she was in Yunzhou, and said with a smile: "If you like rouge, just go in and have a look, and just pick out the ones you like and buy them back."

But Linglong stood there blankly, shook her head, and whispered: "Your Highness doesn't like rouge and gouache. If you buy it, you can't use it, so you might as well not buy it."

Although I shook my head, I still wanted to buy it.

Luoxia saw what she was thinking, thought for a while, and said: "As long as Miss likes to buy it back, there is no need to say anything else. Besides, His Highness didn't like Miss you using rouge and gouache in the past, maybe because of the bad situation.

Because of the low mood, now is a good time, and the young lady should dress up more brightly, maybe it will suit His Highness’s wishes.”

Linglong's eyes lit up when she heard this: "Really?"

Luoxia nodded slightly, encouraging her to go.

Qiushui on the side showed dissatisfaction, but did not say anything. She thought that if the young lady liked it, she could just buy it. Why did she always have to worry about His Highness's wishes? Over the years, the young lady has put His Highness first in everything, and Qiu Shui could hardly think about it.

What does that free and carefree little lady look like in the mountains and fields of Yunzhou?

Linglong walked towards the rouge shop, Qiu Shui sighed in her heart, and she and Luo Xia still kept up with Linglong's steps.

In the rouge shop, rouge boxes of various styles were filled with containers, and Linglong looked at them curiously.

"It's a coincidence that Madam has come. Our store has just purchased some new lip balms. I wonder what floral scent Madam likes. I'll choose one for you." The steward in the store greeted the customer with a smile.

Linglong's eyes fell on a lipstick box engraved with pear blossoms, and she whispered with a smile: "I like pear blossoms."

The steward followed her gaze and hurriedly took the pear blossom scented lip balm from the shelf and handed it to Linglong.

"Pear blossoms, pear blossoms are very good. They are sweet and not greasy. They suit Madam's temperament very well. Madam, why don't you try it first? See if the color is to your liking." As the steward said, he gently opened the lipstick box.

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Linglong raised her hand to take it, nodded and said hello.

The sweet fragrance of pear blossoms overflowed from the lipstick box and fell on Linglong's breath. She squinted her eyes slightly and looked very happy.

Linglong's fingertips were lightly dipped in lipstick, reflecting in the small mirror on the container, and lightly covering her lips.

Linglong has double-diamond lips, which look particularly attractive even without rouge, and even more beautiful after being dyed with the color of lipstick.

Because Qi Zhen didn't like it, she hadn't put on lipstick for more than two years. When she saw her today, she couldn't help but think of her bright red makeup before she got married.

Linglong looked at it with a smile on her lips.

She likes herself to look brighter after dressing up, but doesn't like the plain look that Qi Zhen wants.

Linglong was lost in thought while looking at herself in the small mirror, and she didn't even notice that someone saw her figure outside the rouge shop and followed her into the shop.

"I said this figure looks familiar. It turns out to be sister Linglong." A female voice sounded beside Linglong.

Linglong came back to her senses after hearing the sound, and looked sideways, and saw that she was an old acquaintance before she got married. Her face was also filled with joy, and she called out with crooked eyebrows: "Cousin."

"My servant has met Miss Cousin." Luoxia and Qiu Shui also bowed.

The visitor is Qin Xiang, the eldest girl of the Qin family, who is also the niece of Mrs. Marquis of Ning'an. Linglong calls her cousin according to the rules of seniority. Qin Xiang has a very good relationship with Linglong's sister-in-law. Linglong often went to Ning'an before she got married.

When the Marquis met her, the three of them were very close to each other in the boudoir.

"It's hard for you girl to still remember my cousin. We have been separated for three years. Your sister and I often miss you. But you girl, after finally getting out of confinement, only goes out to go shopping, but doesn't want to take a look.

Us." Qin Xiang smiled and nodded at Linglong's eyebrows, and said.

Linglong's face turned red and she hurriedly said: "I'm going to go, I'm planning to go back to the Marquis Mansion tomorrow, why didn't I just come here to pick out rouge? We can't see each other again in three years. All the sisters are so beautiful."

"Huanhuan, I am the only one who is so haggard and haggard, but Linglong is unwilling to do so."

Qin Xiang, who was originally smiling, faded when he heard Linglong's words "radiant".

She sighed, held Linglong's hand, and whispered to her: "Hey, Linglong, you have been in Nanyuan for the past three years and don't know the situation outside. Your sister is getting more and more seriously ill. You, as soon as possible

Go and have a look at her."

"What?" Linglong was shocked when she heard this, and the lipstick box in her hand dropped to the ground.

Qin Xiang felt sad when he saw her like this.

In the past three years, Qin Xiang has visited the Marquis Mansion of Ning'an many times. He had already known that Linglong's sister-in-law was going to die soon. The initial sadness gradually faded away in the past three years. However, Linglong, who suddenly learned about this, was afraid that

It's hard to accept.

Qin Xiang thought of what Mrs. Ning'an Hou had done, sighed, and said, "Linglong, don't blame your aunt too much. If your sister's body enters Nanyuan, I'm afraid it will be difficult to survive this."

Three years. Besides, even though she had bad intentions, she did some good things by mistake. Now that Your Highness' position has been restored, your future life will naturally be better and better."

Linglong shook her head and said to her: "I have never complained about my aunt."

Indeed, Linglong has never complained about Mrs. Ning'an Hou.

Her erroneous methods fulfilled the Linglong girl's worries, and she never complained about her.

While the two were talking, a nanny came in with a child in her arms. The nanny walked towards Qin Xiang and said, "The young master is crying and looking for you in the carriage. The slave couldn't coax him, so he had to hug him."

Came to find you."

Qin Xiang took the child and held it in his arms. He hurriedly said goodbye to Linglong, "I'm going back now. We sisters will get together again someday when we have free time."

Linglong watched Qin Xiang walk away with her child in her arms, her eyes filled with envy.

"This child must be two years old by the looks of it. My cousin is so lucky." Linglong murmured to herself.

Qin Xiang married her childhood sweetheart, her sweetheart. When Linglong was in her boudoir, she saw how loving they were. She thought at that time that the so-called two people who were in love and loved each other should be like Qin Xiang and his wife.

stop.

When the girl was innocent, she also thought that she and her husband would be like this in the future.

Linglong looked away and ordered her maid: "Just take this pear blossom lipstick, Luoxia, pay the silver."

The three of them left the Rouge Shop and returned to the East Palace just in time for lunch.

As soon as she arrived at the entrance of Xueyuan, Luoxia faintly noticed that something was wrong.

In this courtyard, it is so quiet and unusual.

The three of them stepped into the courtyard gate and saw slaves kneeling on the ground in the courtyard.

Linglong subconsciously squeezed Luo Xia's hand, feeling a little confused and not sure what was going on.

"What happened?" Luoxia asked seriously.

The eunuch in charge who was standing at the door of the room heard the words and came over in a hurry.

"Oh, the girl is finally back. His Highness has been waiting for you in the house for a long time."

When the eunuch in charge finished speaking, Linglong was also a little puzzled.

Even when he was in Nanyuan, Qi Zhen usually came at dusk or at night and left before breakfast. He never came during lunch time. What happened today?

Linglong bit her lip, a little nervous, but still walked towards the inner room.

The eunuch in charge watched her go into the inner room and quietly wiped her sweat.

Linglong left the palace today. The eunuch in charge didn't take it to heart at first. He only planned to report it to Qi Zhen when he came back from the next court. However, he didn't expect that Qi Zhen's expression changed instantly after he learned that Ling Long had left the East Palace.

, and immediately came to the Pianyuan.

But none of the slaves in the side courtyard knew where Linglong had gone. Seeing that he could not find out where Linglong had gone, Qi Zhen's face became more and more gloomy. The eunuch in charge was afraid that his master would get angry, so he was very worried, and finally asked Linglong and the others.

Come.

The inner room was very quiet, and there was not a single servant waiting on her. Linglong carefully stepped into the door and timidly raised her eyes to look in the direction of Qi Zhen.

"Husband?" She called tentatively.

Qi Zhen raised his eyes slightly and looked at her.

Looking at it, my heart palpitated slightly.

She put on lipstick. Qi Zhen didn't like the bright colors on her lips, because every time he saw them, he felt heart palpitations. Qi Zhen didn't know why, but he didn't like the feeling of losing control, so he didn't allow Linglong to dress up brightly.

, I want her to be extremely light without rouge.

"Come here." His voice was impatient.

Linglong bit her lip in embarrassment and held on to her skirt, a little afraid that he would get angry.

Qi Zhen watched her approach him step by step. When she stopped and stood an inch in front of him, he raised his hand to wipe away the lipstick on Linglong's lips.

The pads of his fingers were warm and his strength was quite strong, and he carefully wiped away the color one by one.

Lipstick stained Qi Zhen's fingertips red, and the softness of her delicate lips was ravaged under his fingertips.

"It hurts, husband." Linglong subconsciously retreated.

"Don't move." Qi Zhen frowned and lowered his voice. He grabbed Linglong's shoulders and neck with one hand and locked her in front, not allowing her to retreat.

No matter how Linglong cried out in pain, Qi Zhen never stopped moving his hands. Instead, the force became stronger because of the evil thoughts in his heart.

The lipstick on Linglong's lips was wiped away by him, causing her eyes to burst into tears.

After a while, all the color of the lipstick on Linglong's lips dispersed, and Qi Zhen stopped her hand.

In the quiet inner room, Linglong's eyes were filled with tears. She held the tea cup and poured the tea on Qi Zhen's hands aggrievedly, washing the color of the lipstick on his fingertips.

Qi Zhen looked at her with tears hanging down his face, and a slight smile appeared on his lips, but he said: "Why are you crying? Huh? I told you a long time ago that I don't like you using those bright things, what kind of lipstick and rouge?"

, they are all collected and not allowed to be used, but you are disobedient."

The delicate lips were red and slightly swollen. Although they were not the color of lipstick, they were filled with lust for no reason.

She snorted and said a little aggrievedly: "It hurts."
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