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On the other hand, Tuanzi ate without worry.

But Mu Zhihuan was a little scared, was Jiang Zisu planning to attack the Tuanzi from the start?

Wasn't this direction too far away? One had to know that the entire capital knew how much Jiang Zisu hated him, even without Mu Zhihuan's explanation.

Just like that, outside Jiang Zisu's study, Mu Zhihuan, Tuanzi and Jiang Zisu had a good meal together. This was the first time they had eaten such a harmonious meal.

On the second day, when Mu Zhihuan left her room, she was naturally grumbled about by the Tuanzi once again.

He promised to bring him out to play after he was done with his things, only then would he be able to calm the Tuanzi.

When he rushed to Wu Miao's courtyard, he saw that both the Xiaohe and Qinghe had arrived.

"Wu Miao, what about the thing I asked you to prepare?"

"Yes, it's in the backyard."

Just as she arrived at the backyard, Qinghe was so shocked that her eyes were wide open: "What is this for?"

He saw the yard full of laurels and cowards hanging in the sun, with an especially large toon next to it.

Qinghe pointed at those laurels with a face full of doubt, "Isn't that what pregnant women use to stop their vomiting? Master, you want to give it to Miss Xiaohe for her use? "

Mu Zhihuan gave a mysterious smile, went up and picked up some laurels, but threw them down at Shi Chun: "You don't understand, this is a good thing, it's specially used to deal with the pimples on Xiaohe's face."

"Can this little Gui Yue save my face?"

Qinghe, Wu Miao and the Xiaohe did not really believe it. After all, this thing could be used everywhere, its only medicinal value was to stop vomiting. What kind of effect could it have on the things on its face?

Mu Zhihuan explained while she was being beaten, "The things that are on Xiaohe's face are already red and white, which proves that they are inflamed. They need to suppress the flames and calm down at this time, and this is the best way to use this kind of strength." "Astonishingly weak, his alias' Amethyst Su 'was invented. Then the Amethyst Water would really be easy to use, it would only be soy sauce ~"

It had to be known that in the 21st century, Purple Sage Water was sold for a lot of money. Wet compress was simply a way to get rid of pimples, okay? She used to have pimples all over her face, which was much more rotten than the ones in Xiaohe.

She believed that as long as her method worked, she would definitely be able to take care of Xiaohe's shitty face.

Seeing that they were still confused, Mu Zhihuan did not explain any further. "Don't worry about it, all you need to do is to find out that this Gui Fen Water can help Xiaohe to recover her face quickly."

It was good that she could help, but Xiaohe did not ask anymore. She watched as Mu Zhihuan commanded the few villagers that Wu Miao had hired to pour the juice out from Shi Tuo's body.

He then used the silk cloth to worry it over. Then, he poured it into a pot with a spout that had been taken out of it using a bamboo tube and placed it on a small stove before starting to heat it up.

After doing this, the onlookers were stunned.

Although Wu Miao participated in the preparation, she never thought that these things would be used in such a way. She was also startled, this did not seem like a method to fry medicine, what exactly was Mu Zhihuan trying to do?

Actually, Mu Zhihuan had wanted to erase it immediately, but she was worried that the germs would make Xiaohe's face worse, so she thought of a way to distill it. She hoped that it would work.

Wiping the sweat off her face, Mu Zhihuan turned around and said to Xiaohe: "Xiaohe, remember this step. From today onwards, until the pimples on your face disappeared, you will have to come here every day to collect the water from the bottle and smear it on your face. Do you know?"

"Ah?" Smear it on your face? "

Xiaohe thought that they were going to drink it, but who would have thought that it would be with wine.

Mu Zhihuan nodded his head, and worriedly ordered again: "En, you need to wipe it before going to bed, do you still need to wipe it after washing your face in the morning?"

Seeing Mu Zhihuan's serious face, Xiaohe immediately nodded her head: "Oh, okay."

After a while, she saw clear water dripping from the bamboo pipe into a ceramic bowl at the side. Mu Zhihuan went forward to take a sniff and the sweet smell of the plant filled her nose, making him feel a bit more at ease.

It was a pity that this ancient era didn't have modern glass bottles that contained makeup water. There wasn't any antiseptic or something like that, or else she would have been able to use this Perilla Water to grow.

Seeing that Mu Zhihuan's expression had relaxed a bit, Wu Miao asked doubtfully: "Zhihuan, all of this empathy is for Miss Xiaohe to use?"

"Of course not." Mu Zhihuan looked at the listless Gui Fen, who had already been washed clean the whole morning. "I definitely can't sell this Gui Fa water, but we can still sell the Gui Fa Mask. If we grind all of these into powder, and have them concoct it themselves when we get back, it should also have a calming effect."

Under Mu Zhihuan's help, Wu Miao had already known about the existence and usage of facial masks. Thus, she was curious, "Then why not give it to Xiaohe to use this way?"

Mu Zhihuan curled her lips: "Haven't you done it already? "If you want to be together with me, you have to do it very well."

She did not want the Xiaohe's face to get even worse from not being able to fully dry and then getting infected by the bacteria.

"Alright, just let Qinghe and the Xiaohe watch you. Wu Miao, come here, I want to discuss something with you."

After entering the room and sitting down, Mu Zhihuan took out the strange book that she took out from Jiang Zisu's room.

"I want the things on it. Can you make it?"

Wu Miao took the book and looked at it, and cried out in shock. Inside was a strange conversation about a unique beast, the color of the water on the drawing was extremely coordinated and comfortable, but more importantly, the ink and brush seemed to be sparkling faintly.

"I can actually make this color …" However, it's hard to say for sure. "

Wu Miao muttered to herself for a while and gave Mu Zhihuan a fair answer.

The corner of Mu Zhihuan's lips curled up. Finally, there was one thing that Wu Miao didn't know how to do, and she chuckled:

"You grind the pearls into powder, and then add your fat to take a look."

Add the pearl to the cream? Wu Miao's face revealed joy, no one had ever thought that Mu Zhihuan's head would actually hold so many things.

Wu Miao looked at Mu Zhihuan with admiration: "I really didn't follow the wrong person. Just you wait, in less than three days, I'll get all the colors out for you."

Mu Zhihuan laughed, she was not really powerful, but her era was powerful, she comforted Wu Miao by patting her shoulder:

"Don't be in such a hurry. Have you forgotten that our store is closed?"

After he said this, Wu Miao's expression became somewhat downcast. "Zhihuan, tell me, are the things on Xiaohe's face really our fault?"

Seeing Wu Miao blaming herself, Mu Zhihuan quickly comforted her, "It's not going, but I can't say that it's completely alright. The main thing is that her usage method is wrong."

"After this, I will specifically tell the girls about washing my face. Don't worry, it's okay, I'm here."