Zhou Leping's lightness skills were not considered good, but it was not difficult for her to bring Zhu Guanliang along and jump down from the rooftop. The two of them landed gently on the ground and she released her hand, as she couldn't help but exclaim, "Your waist is rather thin, huh."

Zhu Guanliang immediately distanced himself from her, "Are you playing a hooligan?"

Zhou Leping had a serious expression on his face. With his hands behind his back, he coughed twice, "What do you want to show me?"

He kept walking in the direction of his room. "You'll know when you get there."

Zhou Leping muttered, "From the looks of it, you're the one who acts like a hooligan."

Zhu Guanliang turned his head and sized her up, "Right, General, no matter how rogue a person, they can always become a modest gentleman who doesn't act recklessly."

"I may not be as knowledgeable as you, but I'm not deaf, and I can hear that you're mocking me. If you want to scold me again, it's better to carry my burden."

"Come in." He stood in the doorway and made a "please" gesture.

Zhou Leping strolled in and closed the door behind her. He let her find a chair to sit on and then went to get the medicine box.

Zhou Leping's heart was pounding, he started to feel uneasy, "What exactly is so mysterious that they have to close the door, what do you want to take?"

"What's that?"

"Zhu Guanliang, what are you doing?"

He took out a small box and told her to close her eyes before opening it.

But Zhou Leping insisted, "Isn't it for me to see? Why do you want me to close my eyes again? "

"Close your eyes. You'll see them when you open them later."

"What exactly is it? Let me take a look."

He was going to be patient, so he said impatiently, "Shut up!"

Only then did Zhou Leping slowly close his eyes and closed them, he could not see anything. In the darkness, he felt a figure approaching him, the tip of his nose had two different fragrances, one of them was from Zhu Guanliang's body, an unfamiliar smell, it was unknown if it was the scent of flowers or wood.

Immediately after, her face turned cold, as if Zhu Guanliang had placed a layer of something on her face.

She wanted to open her mouth again, but when Zhu Guanliang saw her lips move, he was already a step ahead, "Shut up!"

She could only press her lips together and let him play with her face. It was as if she was using some sort of tool to crush her face. From time to time, she would use something to press against a corner of her face.

However, after the pain had passed, his blood must have flowed smoothly and his meridians must have been opened. He felt a little bit comfortable slowly because of the heat.

She was really curious. She wanted to open her mouth a few times but failed to find an opportunity. In the end, he stopped making noise on her face. She could not feel anything, so she tried asking, "Can you open your eyes now?"

"No." He said, "Give me the hairpin."

Zhou Leping protected her chest like a treasure, "No, what do you want to do?"

Zhu Guanliang covered her eyes with two layers of handkerchief and immediately snatched the hairpin away, "Don't worry, I will still use the hairpin on you."

"Why do I feel like you didn't do a good job?"

Zhu Guanliang put her on top of his head. From a distance, she looked like a Taoist priest with her hair spread out and combed straight with a comb. Her hair was very long and black and straight.

He was not very good at helping people with their hair, so the black one that wound around his hand didn't come out for a long time.

It was just a miscalculation. Shouldn't he help her by removing all her hair and changing the hairpin instead?

However, he was not a person who gave up easily. In the end, he still tied up his hair, barely able to hold it in place with a hairpin. Although it was loose and shaky, there was still a messy beauty to it.

He studied his "work," which he had been working on for a long time, nodded in satisfaction, and held up the mirror to her. "Open your eyes."

Zhou Leping hesitated, "What were you doing just now, why do I feel like something is amiss? "And my hair …"

"Don't move your hair." He quickly grabbed her hand. "Just open your eyes and you'll know."

As she spoke, two more strands of her hair fell out of her head. She couldn't touch them.

It was so slow that her eyelids were trembling. When she finally opened her eyes and saw the person in the mirror, Zhou Leping felt like he was trapped in a dream.

"This …"

It seemed that he was quite satisfied. His hands were trembling from excitement, and he couldn't even speak properly.

"I saw the general's previous portrait in the study, so I copied it and made a human skin mask. How is it? Is the general satisfied?"

Zhou Leping was stunned for a moment before being unable to react, "She … A human skin mask? "

"Oh," he said regretfully, "Human skin is hard to find, but this one is actually made from pig skin, which is also the biggest flaw. When we find the human skin and make another one, it will definitely be perfect."

"You can do this again?"

"There are a lot of places to travel to and a lot of knowledge. I learned a lot of things from a doctor traveling the Western Regions. This is my first time doing this."

It was his first time doing it, but he had to admit that his cooking skills were very good. His face looked exactly the same as before, just like how Zhou Leping had not ruined it yet.

She was not one of those stunning beauties. When one looked at her first glance, people would feel that she was not too different from the other willow shaped eyebrows, apricot eyes, perverted nose, and red lips beauties.

Perhaps because she was born in a general's family, she naturally had a heroic spirit around her. She was a beauty that was weak, but a beauty that was strong itself.

As the saying goes, beauties do not exist in the bones. Her skeletal appearance was very beautiful, so no matter how ugly her face was, her facial features would not change. A slight change in her appearance would still arouse the admiration of others.

If he could cure her face, such a stunning beauty would kill many people. How many people would fight to be the first to obtain it?

He had only seen her in paintings before, but now, she appeared before him in person. It was as though she had jumped out from a piece of paper. Even in the dead of night, she felt as though she was in a dream.

"General …" Are you satisfied? "

She touched her face and squeezed it. It was true. A smile appeared on her lips. "It's quite good."

Zhu Guanliang went forward to help her fix the hairpin on her head, and said slowly: "Just now, I felt that this hairpin was very beautiful, but when it was worn on a face like this, it actually had a bit of an otherworldly beauty."

Zhou Leping said, "Are you praising me or mocking me?"

"Of course it's a compliment."

"How long can this mask last?"

"It's only one or two times. However, if it's a human skin mask, it will stay here for a long time and will only be used for maintenance for a short period of time. After that, you will need to make new ones."

The stars in her eyes dimmed. "Then doesn't that mean that one person will die every time I make a mask?"