Sir, can you marry me?

Chapter 60

This time, Zhao Mingtang came back five days later, Zhao's mother was very happy, while Xiao Wenqing went to the kitchen to serve dinner, Zhao Mingtang fetched water to wash his face by the well, brought a blue round-neck robe to the well and shook it off, Xianbao asked: "Does it look good? Wenqing made this specially for you." It's just that it hasn't been done yet.

Zhao Mingtang who gently wiped the water on his face with a towel shook his head and said, "Mom, I don't have time to wear it." He is a bodyguard, and he wears black bodyguards all day long.

"You silly boy, this is Wenqing's affection for you. You can't wear it when you are protecting Lord Yushi, but you can wear it when you are at home, and you can wear it when you are on vacation."

Zhao's mother picked up the collar of the collar and praised, "Wenqing knows that you wear guard uniforms on weekdays, so you didn't rush to make this robe, and you did it very meticulously. Look, the collar of the collar is the same color as the fabric. The pattern is beautifully embroidered but not luxurious. The stitches of this robe are fine and the corners are well rolled, and the handwork is not as bad as that of the professional tailors and embroiders of the neon garment workshop." The neon garment workshop is the largest garment workshop in Beijing , specializing in tailoring clothes for high-ranking officials and dignitaries. It is said that the handmade cost of an ordinary robe is equivalent to half a year's salary of Zhao Mingtang.

Zhao Mingtang looked at the men's blue robe with his mother's hand, nodded and said: "Wenqing is ingenious." The clothes on Wenqing were made by herself. The first one was relatively simple and had no embroidery. The pieces are much more detailed. Although they maintain the simplicity of civilian women's clothes, they also have slightly different delicate embroidery.

Hearing him praise Xiao Wenqing, Zhao's mother immediately hinted: "You and Wenqing have been married for almost half a month." After getting to know each other for a long time, they can really bridal chamber.

Zhao Mingtang immediately said: "Mother, I know this matter well, you don't have to worry about it." After saying that, he walked towards the main room.

Zhao's mother chased him and scolded: "Unfilial son, are you going to wait until your old lady dies and you won't be able to hold your grandson?"

Zhao Mingtang said patiently: "Mother, your bones are very healthy." It is not a problem to live another 30 years without disease or pain.

Mother Zhao was almost pissed off by him.

At night, Xiao Wenqing sat in front of the dressing table to remove makeup. Zhao Mingtang took out a round porcelain box about the size of a rouge box from his arms, and said, "This is a plaster for removing scars. You wash your face every morning, noon, and night, and then apply it."

Xiao Wenqing was taken aback immediately, and asked in disbelief: "Mingtang, where did you get it?" When she was in Xiefang Courtyard of Yushifu, the old doctor who invited her to see her face injury admitted frankly that her face The wound is too deep and too long, and it will definitely leave obvious scars after healing, and the scars cannot be erased, unless the imperial doctor in the palace specially distributes the scar-removing ointment for ladies to use.

"There are dragons and crouching tigers hidden in the capital, and some of them are experts from outside the world." Zhao Mingtang said very calmly, "I found someone to get them, and they are said to be very effective. They can basically fade the scars so that they cannot be seen."

Xiao Wenqing hesitated for a while, then raised his face and asked, "Mingtang, do you want me to remove the scars on your face?"

"Scars on a woman's home will have many effects." Zhao Mingtang said, opened the small porcelain box with blue peony pattern on the white background, drew out a little dark green ointment with his fingers, gently applied it to Xiao Wenqing's right cheek, and rubbed it slowly for a while.

"After applying it, massage it more often to let the medicine penetrate into the skin as much as possible." He explained.

Xiao Wenqing's fair and delicate face had two blushes.She lowered her eyes shyly, and her two rows of fan-like slender eyelashes were like the wings of a frightened butterfly.

beautiful woman...

The skin on the fingertips was smooth and tender, the girl in front of him was intoxicated and shy, Zhao Mingtang's eyes gradually became dark and deep, and he couldn't help breathing quickly.Noticing the change in himself, he quickly put down his hand, put the small porcelain box with blue peony pattern on the white background on the side of the vanity box, and said, "From now on, apply it every morning, noon and night, and the scars on your face will fade away quickly."

Xiao Wenqing regained his composure after being shy for a while, and asked calmly: "Mingtang, since you can get this ointment, why don't you remove the scar on your face?" The big purple birthmark of the copper coin on the forehead is hidden, and he will definitely not be called an ugly man.

Zhao Mingtang turned his back to Xiao Wenqing and said, "Men don't care about faces."

Xiao Wenqing pondered for a while, and asked: "Mingtang, is this medicine very expensive?" The ointment prepared by the imperial doctor in the palace must have used a lot of precious medicinal materials. Many special medicinal materials were also used.Perhaps because it was very expensive, Zhao Mingtang was unwilling to buy it for his own use.

Zhao Mingtang went to the bedside to make the bed, and replied upon hearing the words, "It's not for money, it's just a favor." He was working for someone, and he only asked for a box of medicine, and that person immediately agreed.

Debt of favor?
Xiao Wenqing frowned immediately, and said: "Mingtang, the debt of favor is the hardest to repay. It doesn't matter whether my face recovers or not, I don't want you to owe others favors for me." A box of precious ointment, how much favor does it need to pay back? ?
Zhao Mingtang said calmly: "You don't have to worry, this medicine is a common thing for some people."

A lot of folk genius doctors do it casually?
Xiao Wenqing was puzzled.After removing her make-up and combing her hair, she closed the dressing box and turned around, and saw Zhao Mingtang sitting on the edge of the bed, on the side where he slept the previous two times, while her own pillow was still on the original side.

What is he thinking?They are already husband and wife, and he is also willing to seek a miracle doctor for her face, so why is he not willing to make her a veritable daughter-in-law of the Zhao family?

(End of this chapter)