The Empire and the beauty (60)_1

The beauty's face was wooden.

Wen Xian slowly nodded, silently acknowledging that this attendant could do whatever he wanted on his face and play with some strange things.

After the time for one incense stick to burn.

After a cup of tea's time.

..

After two hours.

Wen Xian was speechless.

There were countless times when he wanted to flip the table and quit, but when he thought of a certain someone, he suppressed it and allowed this person to play with his face.

Just as Wen Xian was about to fall asleep.

"Fengjun, it's done. What do you think?"

He opened his eyes.

Her feather-like eyelashes were like open fans, and her eyes were as exquisite as black jade. She was unbelievably beautiful.

The person reflected in the mirror.

She put on light makeup.