The Star Light Shines When He Came [MTL]

Chapter 82 From now on, the king will not reign early

After breakfast, Gui Zhi and Gui Jing, who were guarding outside the hall, entered the hall to serve Jiang Zhen to freshen up, Xie Fei leaned directly on the side of the desk and watched with relish, but he was not bored at all, and even when Gui Zhi was holding a paintbrush to add makeup to Jiang Zhen's thrush, he stepped forward to take the brush.

Jiang Hao looked at his actions in surprise, and asked with some suspicion: "The emperor can thrush?" 

"Of course." Xie Fei raised his eyebrows, the corners of his mouth hooked slightly, and said with a smug smile, "There's nothing I won't do." 

"Yes." Jiang Zhen nodded very solemnly, tilted her head and said with a slight smile, "The emperor is the most powerful and capable person in the world, and such a trivial matter as a thrush will definitely not be difficult for the emperor." 

Xie Fei was very satisfied with Jiang Hao's flattery, and when she finished speaking, he immediately leaned closer, pinched her small chin with one hand and rubbed it twice, then raised it slightly, and traced it along her faint eyebrows with the brush in the other.

He lowered his eyes slightly, his thin lips pursed slightly, his expression was focused and serious, but the movements of his hands became more and more gentle, after painting twice, he stopped and looked at it carefully, sometimes frowning and shaking his head, and sometimes showing joy on his face, which made Jiang Zhen and the palace maids who hung their heads very curious.

After a long time, Xie Fei looked around Jiang Zhen's face twice, and then put down the brush with satisfaction and clapped his hands: "Very beautiful." 

Hearing this, Jiang Zhen's heart couldn't help but be full of expectations, she looked at Xie Fei and smiled politely, stroked her sideburns a little embarrassedly, and said, "Yes, that concubine should take a good look at the eyebrows painted by the emperor himself."

After saying that, she turned to look at the bronze mirror on the table, and the mirror reflected a peerless beauty of the country, with a pink nose and pink lips, and bright phoenix eyes, all of which were delicate and abnormal, but the eyebrows were a little unsatisfactory.

The eyebrow shape is not bad, but it should be slender like a willow but it has become thick and long like a branch, and the color is also a lot darker, and one left and one right, one deep and one shallow, which has lowered Jiang Zhen's beauty.

Jiang Zhen was stunned at first, and then couldn't help but turn her head and laugh quietly, and the palace maids on the side also took the opportunity to see it, and they covered their mouths and laughed secretly, and even whispered while laughing.

When Xie Fei saw their reaction, he didn't know that he had made a joke, and he felt a little awkward in his heart, so he glared at Peach Blossom Eyes, waved his sleeves, and asked sharply with his hands behind his back: "What are you laughing at, Gui Zhi, tell me, is my painting not good?" 

When the palace maids heard this, they immediately knelt on the ground, Gui Zhi raised her eyes and looked at Jiang Zhen's eyebrows again with her residual vision, and she didn't know how to speak for a while, saying that the painting is okay, then her own mother will have to hold this eyebrow all day, and was ridiculed by the group of concubines in the harem, saying no, looking at the emperor's face, he should anger Long Yan, right?

Just when she was in a dilemma, Jiang Zhen stretched out her hand to pull Xie Fei over, and at the same time motioned for everyone to withdraw, and only after the two of them were left in the room, she smiled and said softly: "The concubine likes the emperor to paint my thrush very much, and no one in this harem has this honor." 

"Do you really like it?" Xie Fei held her little hand with his backhand and rubbed it carefully, "Aren't you coaxing?" 

"Really." Jiang Hao nodded and said, but secretly said in her heart that she was not coaxing, she really liked the emperor's affection for herself, as for this eyebrow, then she didn't dare to compliment.