"Well, it's okay. I slept quite heavily in the first half of the night, but I started to have nightmares in the second half of the night, and I had a good dream later. It's really strange!" Hong Qiangwei said with a smile.

"Hehe!" Hong Feihu smirked.

"Feihu, tell my sister honestly whether she was sleeping with Su Xuan'er last night!" Hong Qiangwei stopped combing her hair, held the wheelchair and turned around, facing Hong Feihu.

"Um..." Hong Feihu pondered, his eyes blinked even harder, and the corners of his mouth twitched more and more. Although Hong Qiangwei could not see her, she turned her head unnaturally and did not dare to look at her, "Yes, yes!"

Hong Qiangwei laughed "puffy" and shone brightly in the room. She waved to Hong Feihu, "Come on, come to my sister and talk to her!"

Hong Feihu squatted beside Hong Qiangwei, holding her tender gum, and said silly.

"Well, soft, fragrant, like...Mother, it has the smell of mother!"

Hong Qiangwei tried her best to keep smiling, but she couldn't hide the sorrow that could not be dissolved between her eyebrows.

Hong Feihu was tall, but he sat on the ground like a child, resting his head on Hong Qiangwei's legs, and Hong Qiangwei stroked his head. The siblings who depended on each other for many years have been remembering their deceased parents and their disciples in this way.

"Dad, mom, Feihu has grown up to be an adult!" Hong Qiangwei said in her heart.

A small mechanical bird flew in from the window and landed on the table. It appeared vividly, and it was no different from a real bird. This is Ziyu's mechanical schema, which is specifically responsible for conveying messages. Red Rose is sensitive to perception and has already noticed it.

The red rose stretched out his slender jade hand, and the mechanical bird flew to her hand. A message reached her mind. The red rose frowned slightly, and with a wave of his hand, the mechanical bird flew away.

"Flying Tiger, you will take Su Xuan'er to Huang Yu's side to get the pills distributed to Hong Yu!" Hong Qiangwei said.

"Oh!" Hong Feihu stood up, walked to the door, and heard Hong Qiangwei's orders again.

"By the way, let Su Qin come to see me!"

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Dugu Jue stood respectfully in the room, silently watching Hong Qiangwei dress up, and frowned from time to time.

The hair bun is crooked; the hairpin is inserted high; the eyebrows are drawn asymmetrically; the blush is too deep; the lips are too bright.

In short, Hong Qiangwei's makeup is terrible, and Dugu Jue, who has always paid attention to perfection, cannot bear to look at it directly.

"I wonder what the sect leader called Su Qin to come?" Dugu Jue asked.

"I need you to send me to Ziyu's Sect. Today there will be a meeting of Bayu's Sect leader!" Hong Qiangwei said, turning her head after finishing her makeup.

Dugu Jue suppressed his smile and turned his head away, for fear that he would laugh out loud if he looked at it for a while.

"Let's go!" Hong Qiangwei said.

"Well... the master of the sect is planning to go out like this?" Dugu Jue said.

"What's the problem?" Hong Qiangwei frowned and was a little unhappy. A servant was so talkative.

"I'm sorry, the master of this makeup... It's better not to go out!" Dugu Jue said lightly.

"You!" Hong Qiangwei clenched her fists and bit her lip. She was so angry that she suddenly laughed like she was relieved, and she was extremely helpless, "So that's it, so that's it!"

On weekdays, Hong Qiangwei rarely goes out, so she is plain and faces the sky. She is naturally beautiful and does not need to dress up. There is one thing she has to go out, which is the meeting of the Bayu Sect Leader. Every time she reaches this point, Hong Qiangwei will try every means to dress up. Since Hong Yu has no servants, she can only do it herself.

Every time Hong Feihu pushes her to the Lingyu family, she always hears ridicule. She always thinks that others are laughing at Hong Feihu's stupidity. Dugu Jue tells it, and then she suddenly realizes that they are laughing at herself!

She is blind and has never learned how to paint a pleasing makeup.

Hong Qiangwei was extremely sad and subconsciously wanted to call Hong Feihu. Then she remembered that she had asked him to go to Huang Yu to get the pill. No reason, she was extremely helpless. At this moment, she was no longer the leader of Hong Yu's sect, but Hong Qiangwei, a woman who had no support except her younger brother.

"If the sect leader doesn't dislike him, the villain can dress up for the sect leader!" Dugu Jue suggested.

"You?" Hong Qiangwei was unbelievable, "How can men?"

"Understand!"

Hong Qiangwei was hesitant and her brows became more and more tight. After her parents died, the only man she had contacted was her younger brother Hong Feihu. She was touching her eyebrows and lips, and she was inevitably touched. She looked independent and refused to resist people from all directions, and was also reserved inside. She was naturally resistant to letting a stranger, especially a stranger, come into contact with her like this.

"Makeup is also a woman's weapon. The sect leader is also a natural beauty without makeup, but he still dresses up. He wants to tell others that you are not a weak person, right?" Dugu Jue said with a smile.

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"Pretouching is also a woman's weapon. After putting on her makeup, she can't cry anymore, otherwise the makeup will fade. Welcoming everything about to happen in the most beautiful posture is a woman's battle!" The mother said to Xiao Qiangwei.

Xiao Qiangwei often stayed by her mother and watched her dress up in the mirror. She felt that the most beautiful woman in the world was her mother, and she also firmly remembered the sentence, "Makeup is also a woman's weapon!"

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Hong Qiangwei wanted to speak but stopped. Unexpectedly, this man would say the same words as his mother. The defense line in his heart collapsed. He closed his eyes and took a deep breath. It took him a long time to calm down. "That's it... I'm working!"

Breaking off his hair and taking off his terrible makeup with a hot towel, the red rose was "manipulated" by Dugu Jue.

She was extremely uncomfortable, her ears were red, her body trembled slightly, and her teeth were lightly biting her lip, which was extremely light, and she could not see anything unusual. She held the wheelchair armrests tightly with both hands, holding them too tightly, so that her jade hands were a little pale.

This man, she knew nothing except her name!

The thrush was drawn with charcoal pen, so gentle, and followed her beautiful eyebrows. The one who painted it should be the willow eyebrows, the lotus is like a face, the willows are like eyebrows, and the red rose thought to himself.

The soft-bristled paint touches the cheeks and then retreats when touched. It turns out that it is so light. It is so heavy that I think the blush must be so thick that I can't bear to look at it.

"Open your mouth slightly!" Dugu Jue said.

Hong Rose opened her mouth slightly, and although she could not see her eyes, she still turned her eyes to the other side unconsciously, and her blush became more and more beautiful.

The lip fat fell on the lips little by little and applied it evenly. Well, it turned out that I was doing this so I must have drawn a bloody mouth.

"Pumb your lips!" Dugu Jue said.

Hong Qiangwei was obedient, pursing her lips gently, extremely shy, and was naturally a girlish posture.

The eyebrows were slightly cool, and the strokes fell down, and it seemed to be painted green. The red rose was curious and didn't know what the painting was.

"Is this?" Hong Qiangwei asked.

"Flower Dian!" Dugu Jue replied.

"But that so-called 'love between eyebrows'?" Hong Qiangwei asked again.

"Well, yes!"

“What pattern is it?”

"The phoenix spreads its wings!" Dugu Jue replied, "Well, simple drawings, after all, the eyebrows cannot be described in detail, but there is also a phoenix shape!"

“Why?”

"You are the only one among the Bayu Sect Masters. The man likes to compare himself to a real dragon. If he wants to be on an equal footing with him, there will be only this Tianfeng!" Dugu Jue explained.

"So...so... that's it!" Hong Qiangwei closed her eyes and shed a tear.

She and her younger brother Feihu are the only two remaining Hongyu. She chose to succeed as the leader of the sect in order to continue Hongyu. Although she died in name only and has a very low status, she finally retained a small spark. For decades, she has grown up, and her face has been frozen in the most beautiful beauty, but her mentality is getting older and more like a stagnant water.

Feihu was stupid and had to fall on her shoulders. In order to defend the dignity of Hongyu's family, her legs were inconvenient and blind, she also argued with reason and took back many of the things that should belong to Hongyu in the slightest. So what about the two of them? It's mine, and it's mine, and no one can take them away!

Dugu Jue revealed her thoughts in one sentence. Only by becoming an equal woman with a man can he protect Hongyu's foundation.

"I'm sorry, my makeup is so beautiful!" Hong Qiangwei apologized.

"It's okay, then I'll put on another tear makeup!" Dugu Jue said.

Hong Qiangwei only felt that it was a little cold at the moment and thought to herself that it should be a tear-shaped pattern.

The makeup was finished, Dugu Jue held the black hair in his hand again, and the jade comb was lightly stroked, delicate and silent.

Hong Qiangwei had asked Hong Feihu to comb her hair for her before. Hong Feihu was stupid. If her hair was smooth and she would be combed easily, but if her hair was knotted, he actually used brute force and made Hong Qiangwei grin and didn't dare to let him comb her hair again.

Dugu Jue combed her hair, as if her mother had combed her for her, without any discomfort.

"Why are you so familiar with me?" Hong Qiangwei was puzzled.

"I'm familiar with my sister's hair from time to time!" Dugu Jue explained that he had already started to tie his hair bun and put his hairpin in.

"That's it!" Hong Qiangwei pondered and continued, "Let Xuan'er marry Feihu!"

The room fell into silence, Dugu Jue paused his hand on his head, and only heard Hong Qiangwei add.

"I know you are reluctant to leave, but Feihu told me earlier that he and Xuan'er last night, um..." Hong Qiangwei was a little shy, "He said that he and Xuan'er slept together last night! Now that the situation is over, why don't they just let them be together? I, Hong Yu, will definitely not treat Xuan'er badly!"

"Oh, what did Master Feihu say?" Dugu Jue asked.

"Well, Feihu... he never lies!" Hong Qiangwei said.

"In this way, let them make their own decisions!" Dugu Jue said, his eyes getting deeper and deeper.

"Well, this is true, after all, both of them are adults!" Hong Qiangwei nodded.

During the conversation, the makeup was already completed, and the person in the mirror was beautiful in the prosperous era.

(Note 4, Taoism, "Golden Light Mantra"

Note 5, Taoism, "The Secret of Clear Heart")
Chapter completed!