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Mu Zhihuan, "..."

"Who told you to wash it hard? Don't you know how to wash it gently?"

The woman was surprised by the question, but then she felt a little wronged. "There's so much makeup, if you don't use some strength, how can you wash it clean?"

At this time, Mu Zhihuan snickered and took out a small ceramic bottle from Wu Miao's hands.

Mu Zhihuan wiped all the fat powder and ointment on the table all together onto his arm, then let the girl wipe it with her wet handkerchief.

The girl wiped it for a while, almost wiping the skin on Mu Zhihuan's hands clean.

"Look, I already said it, there's nothing I can do if I don't use more strength."

Mu Zhihuan raised his eyebrows and laughed, then used her other hand to wipe them one by one in the same manner as before.

Then, she poured out the contents of the bottle, wetting her handkerchief, and a magical scene occurred.

Mu Zhihuan went up and lightly wiped off the blood stains on her arms.

After that, Mu Zhihuan used water to wash it again and brought it in front of everyone to compare: "Alright, look, have you guys wiped it clean?"

Almost everyone was stunned. "What are you doing?"

"This is our new dish. You have all seen the power of this thing called 'discolored water' to wash the makeup. It is indeed useful, but one drawback is that after using it properly, you must wash it clean with clean water. Otherwise …" Just wait until you all become the second Xiaohe. "

This does not have to be also acne, use will also be the president, but after the use of clean will be able to greatly reduce the probability of acne.

He didn't even need to consider what to choose, right?

Just as the ladies rushed forward to snatch Mu Zhihuan's new product, Hua Song took a big stride in front of them.

"Don't be in such a hurry. She said this girl used too much makeup to turn out like this. Is that it?"

"What if there's something wrong with her makeup? Such a bright color is not something that can be so easily changed. "

Mu Zhihuan really wanted to curse three words in her heart, why was this person unwilling to let him go?

Just as she was about to open her mouth to explain, a cold and arrogant voice suddenly came from the direction of the door.

"What you mean is, does this king's consort need such shameful methods to sell all this makeup?"

The word 'wangfei' stunned everyone.

Who would have thought that a dignified princess would actually come out to do makeup business?

Who would have thought that a dignified wangfei would be so approachable, like her own sister?

Hua Song also did not expect Jiang Zisu to actually come personally to stand guard for him later.

Could it be that the rumors of the two of them at odds were false?

"Insolent Hua Song, kneel down when you see this king!"

Jiang Zisu had already walked to Mu Zhihuan's side. He scanned the crowd with his cold eyes and instantly released his intimidating aura.

Seemingly at the same time he opened his mouth, everyone other than Mu Zhihuan kneeled down.

Hua Song was even more scared.

After he was tidied up by Mu Zhihuan last time, he had the Empress of Consort Xian specially poke at Mu Zhihuan's background.

It was only then that he realized that although she was an imperial concubine, she was an extremely unfavoured imperial concubine. That was why he was so confident when he came to cause trouble.

"Greetings, Your Highness, Princess."

Jiang Zisu cast him a sidelong glance, "Get up."

Hua Song stood up with fear and trepidation, his eyes not daring to look at Jiang Zisu.

"What are you doing here if you don't run this store properly? "If you really have nothing better to do, how about you study your products?"

Hua Song's face changed again and again, it was obvious that he was in a bad mood, but he dared not say anything despite being angry, which made Mu Zhihuan feel good inside.

"Return... Your Highness, this humble servant is just worrying about these girls … If she was like the Xiaohe, it would not be good. "

Jiang Zisu coldly snorted in contempt, "What qualifications do you have to worry about these girls? What's more, do you have to worry about that girl? "

After he finished speaking, Jiang Zisu swept his gaze across the girls who were trembling with fear.

Those girls had never received such looks before. They were so frightened that they hurriedly waved their hands and said, "No need."

Jiang Zisu indifferently glanced at Hua Song: "Did you hear that? "If there's nothing else, then scram."

"Yes, yes, yes, this little one will …"

Before he could even say the word "scram", he heard a cold voice ask softly: "I heard that Miss Zhihuan's shop was reopened today. This … "What's the matter?"

When the white figure walked in from the door, everyone couldn't help but gasp.

This man was too good-looking!

His fair skin had almost perfect facial features. His white clothes and black hair were intertwined together, making his originally cold eyes seem even colder.

When he slowly walked through the door, although he could see that this person's body was sickly and weak, his aura of absolute death was like a beautiful painting, so beautiful that it could make one's heart tremble.

Mu Zhihuan never thought that Gu Mingxuan would actually come as well!

"Prince, what a coincidence."

Gu Mingxuan smiled slightly, the angle of impact was extremely beautiful.

In contrast, Jiang Zisu had a cold expression on his face. Their four eyes met, and it seemed as if a terrifying aura had condensed in the air:

"This king has come to my wangfei's shop, it is only natural and right. Crown Prince, is it inappropriate for you to appear here now?"

Crown Prince?

Everyone present was stunned again. They had seen a wangfei gift a prince, and now she was betrothed to the crown prince!

Hua Song hid himself in a dark corner, wishing that no one could see him.

Whether it was Mu Zhihuan, the Duke or the Crown Prince, none of these were things that he could afford to offend.

In the face of Jiang Zisu's questioning, Gu Mingxuan lightly raised his eyebrows, his pair of peach blossom eyes looked as if he did not mind:

"I am friends with Miss Zhihuan, what's wrong with her inviting me to open her shop?"

Ah!" Could this man stop releasing his charm?

Mu Zhihuan seemed to be able to hear the little girls gulping down their saliva.

Hearing that Mu Zhihuan had taken the initiative to invite him, Jiang Zisu's face immediately turned cold.

One must know, he had only found out from the Madam Lady that it was the new day of Mu Zhihuan's business. This treatment made Jiang Zisu's heart freeze: "You invited him?"

"Eh …" Mu Zhihuan blinked her eyes: "I think so."

But that was the first time she said that, but Mu Zhihuan saw that Jiang Zisu's face was turning uglier and uglier, so she decided to swallow her last sentence.