Although Bao'er didn't understand why Chu Yunyao ordered him to do so, he walked behind Duan Changyu as he said, put his hands on his shoulders, and held down Duan Changyu.

Imprisoned by Bao'er's hands, Duan Changyu dared not move, his heart seemed to be about to jump out of his throat, pounding, and his whole body was stiff, as if he had been cast with a fixation spell, and he dared not move.

Duan Changyu sensed that something was wrong with him, and saw Chu Yunyao gesticulating in front of him with her eyebrows. She didn't know what she was going to do, her eyes flicked randomly, she didn't dare to look at the people in front of her, and she couldn't ignore the people behind her. people.

Duan Changyu simply lowered his eyes, stared at his knees, and broke the silence with nothing to say: "Young Madam, the interrogation of those secret agents caught by Master Chi and Yun Si last time has revealed that those people are indeed from the Gong family. The dark chess buried in Jincheng in the early years."

Chu Yunyao: "I know."

Yun Si belonged to Lingyun Sect, so the result of the interrogation was of course passed to her ears immediately.

Duan Changyu: "..."

Duan Changyu said again: "You said last night, let me pretend to be...that..."

Chu Yunyao picked up the rouge tray, brushed it over his eyelids with a small brush with a strange shape, and said calmly: "Wait a little longer, after you make up, you can do it."

Duan Changyu turned his head to the weird sundries piled up on the table, and Chu Yunyao pinched his chin.

"Don't move around." Chu Yunyao's voice was cold, with an unquestionable tone.

Duan Changyu: "..."

Bao'er's palm on Duan Changyu's shoulder moved upwards, held Duan Changyu's head, and fixed it, "Miss is drawing skins for you, don't move around, the lady's hand will become unstable if you make a wrong drawing It's a hassle to start over."

Duan Changyu: "Painted skin?"

Bao'er: "That's right, if you don't paint you as a master, how can you pretend to be husband and wife with the young lady, how can you stand up in front of the Mohist army, how can you stabilize the morale of the army?"

Duan Changyu: "..."

I see.

Recalling the misunderstanding just now, Duan Changyu was so ashamed that he couldn't bear it, his swarthy face turned bright red in an instant.

Chu Yunyao sensed something was wrong, raised her clear eyes, and looked at Duan Changyu seriously: "What's wrong with you? Sudden fever?"

Duan Changyu became more and more embarrassed, "No, no, maybe the charcoal fire in the room is too hot, me, I wear a little too much."

Chu Yunyao withdrew her finger and pointed to the clothes on the table, "This is Ling Yuan's clothes, you can change them quickly."

After Chu Yunyao finished speaking, she put down the things in her hands and went to the edge of the bed to look at Mo Lingyuan.

Bao'er quickly changed the clothes for Duan Changyu, and felt that Duan Changyu was uncomfortable, and sighed: "Miss is forced to do so, you can relax, the master is unconscious now, and the miss has no way to retreat. can figure this out.

Just treat yourself as the seriously injured master, or Miss as me, so that you won't be embarrassed. "

Duan Changyu: "Miss Baoer, I..."

Bao'er looked at him quietly, Duan Changyu behind the painted skin had lost the handsomeness he used to have, and had become much sharper, exactly the same as Mo Lingyuan, when looking at people, there seemed to be lightning flashing across the bottom of his eyes .

But at the moment when Duan Changyu looked at Bao'er, he failed for a second, did not dare to look directly at Bao'er, hurriedly looked away, and stammered: "I, I..."

Bao'er tidied up the neckline for him, and encouraged him: "You just imagine every move of the master, how to do it, how to do it, just follow it, don't have psychological pressure.

Miss chose to let you appear in the middle of the night, because those people can't tell the real from the fake in the dim light..."