Chapter 41 Return to Beijing?

Hearing Mu Huaian's words, the servant's eyes widened. The young master is willing to return to the capital! ?

If the Duke and his wife knew about this, they would definitely be happy!

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Sitting in Mu Huaian's carriage back to Beijing, Yu Qinghuan couldn't help but sigh that the Duke's Mansion is the Duke's Mansion. Even on such a bumpy road, the carriage was always very stable.

Previously, when Xie Zhili took her back to Beijing to visit the night market, she was almost thrown out of the carriage.

Just as Yu Qinghuan was thinking this in her heart, the carriage rolled over a bumpy road. She swayed and almost fell out.

Almost at the same time, Mu Huaian put his hand on her waist and supported her, "The mountain road is uneven, be careful."

Yu Qinghuan's heart was beating fast as she nearly fell out. "Thank you."

She felt that she might have a grudge against the carriage, which would cause her to fall once or twice every time. If someone didn't know, they would think she did it on purpose.

Fortunately it was Mu Huaian. If it was Xie Zhili, he would have said a lot of nonsense.

Seeing that Yu Qinghuan was sitting steadily, Mu Huaian quickly withdrew his hand from her waist. He felt as if his fingertips were burned by flames, and they were very hot. He immediately hid them under his sleeves.

He has always been well-behaved and has never touched a girl's body.

The carriage was not big, and the two of them were originally chatting and laughing, but now they didn't know what to say.

Yu Qinghuan clearly saw that the tip of Mu Huaian's ear was stained with a light red, and she suddenly realized that she should not ride in the same carriage with Mu Huaian.

She was very embarrassed and turned her head to lift the small curtain to look at the scenery outside.

Mu Huaian's eyes unconsciously fell on her, and he saw that the strands of hair on her temples trembled slightly with the bumps of the carriage, which was very beautiful.

His Adam's apple moved slightly, and his fingertips unconsciously stroked the folds of the cuffs, as if to dispel the remaining heat.

After a while, he broke the silence in the carriage and said, "I wonder what you want to buy when you return to Beijing?"

Yu Qinghuan still looked out the window: "Paint."

Mu Huaian was slightly stunned, "You can also paint?"

They had known each other for quite some time, but Yu Qinghuan had never mentioned that she could paint.

Yu Qinghuan: "I only have a basic understanding."

In fact, she didn't know whether the shops in the capital had what she wanted to buy. She had only seen it in books before, but she didn't remember it at the time, so she didn't even remember the name.

Yu Qinghuan thought for a moment, then turned to Mu Huaian and asked, "Do you know of a pigment that can be applied to the skin that won't fade and emits a unique fragrance?"

Hearing this, Mu Huaian paused with his fingertips on his sleeves, frowning slightly, "Why did you think of buying this?"

He had seen Hu merchants secretly selling this kind of pigment. Nowadays in Beijing, this kind of pigment is mostly used on women in brothels to entertain men. No girl from a decent family would take the initiative to buy it.

Yu Qinghuan: "I'm a little curious and want to buy it to take a look."

Seeing Mu Huaian's reaction, he obviously knew about this thing, so she immediately asked, "Do you know where to buy it?"

Mu Huaian hesitated for a moment, then told the truth, "You're probably talking about the butterfly colors from the Western Regions. They're painted on the skin and won't fade when exposed to water. They're sold by the Hu merchants in Beijing."

Yu Qing was delighted, it seemed that he would not return empty-handed today.

Mu Huaian finally couldn't help but ask, "Do you know where this thing is used now?"

Yu Qinghuan: "Of course it's painted on the body."

Doesn’t Xiao Jinghe like calligraphy and painting? I can cater to his taste and paint on my body. Why should I worry that he won’t take the bait?

Mu Huaian: "...Did you draw it yourself?"

Yu Qinghuan shook his head and laughed, "How can I draw it myself? Naturally, I have to find someone to draw it for me."

Mu Huaian's Adam's apple rolled. In fact, this thing can also be used for flirting between couples, but Xie Zhiwen is dead. Who else can paint with her?

Before he could figure it out, the carriage had already entered the capital and stopped at the most prosperous street in the capital.

Yu Qinghuan got off the carriage, asked someone, and then went straight to the alley where the Hu merchants gathered. Finally, she turned into a shop. Mu Huaian followed her all the time.

In the shop, there was only a Hu merchant with a curly mustache. Seeing the customer coming, he greeted her warmly, "Madam, what would you like to buy?"

Yu Qinghuan looked around and asked, "Does the store have any Western Region Butterfly Colors?"

Hu Shang squinted his eyes and looked at the two people in front of him. The woman had her hair combed like a lady, but the man was very far away, not like a couple.

"Yes, ma'am, please wait a moment."

He turned and went into the inner room, then took out a wooden box, placed it in front of Yu Qinghuan and opened it. Inside, he saw several twelve colored glass bottles, with strange and bright colors. "Different bottles can be painted in different places. I wonder where you want to paint, Madam?"

Yu Qinghuan stared at the twelve bottles again and again, "Where can they usually be painted?"

Hu Shang glanced at the two people in front of him and smiled mischievously: "That depends on where this gentleman wants to draw."

"Boss, please be careful with your words." Mu Huaian suddenly interrupted.

Yu Qinghuan on the side looked at Mu Huaian in surprise, not understanding why he reacted so strongly. Didn’t he know that this thing was painted on the body?

She thought about it and decided that since she was going to buy them, she might as well take them all so that she wouldn't have to run out later.

With this thought, Yu Qinghuan took out her purse and placed it on the table. She said to Hu Shang, "I want this whole box. I hope the shopkeeper can tell me the details."

Hu Shang was very happy after receiving the silver. He immediately took out a piece of calligraphy and handed it to Yu Qinghuan. "It has many uses, all on the paper. Madam, you can take it back and examine it with the young master."

Hearing this, Mu Huaian subconsciously looked at the piece of paper in Yu Qinghuan's hand. After seeing the charming pattern on it, the tips of his ears turned red.

There was a picture of a graceful woman on the paper, and next to her was a man holding a paintbrush, painting her body with twelve different colors...

He had never seen anything so extraordinary!

Yu Qinghuan suddenly thought that this paint would not fade when it came into contact with water. What if Xie Zhili found out? He would definitely think of Xiao Jinghe. This would not do!

She immediately asked Hu Shang, "If I want to erase it, what can I do?"

Hu Shang then went to get a glass bottle and handed it over, "Take a small amount of the paste in the bottle and rub it, it will discolor, then rinse with clean water."

Yu Qinghuan finally felt relieved. He looked at the paper in his hand and fiddled with the glass bottle with a smile on his lips. With this thing, most of his things would be accomplished.

Mu Huaian looked at Yu Qinghuan, wanting to say something but stopping himself, his throat tight.

Hu Shang smiled even more deeply when he saw this. He took out another box of twelve glass bottles and placed it in front of Mu Huaian: "This box contains a lot of spices, which is perfect for adding fun to your boudoir. Why don't you take this box?"

When Yu Qinghuan heard this, she thought, isn't this exactly what she needs?

She immediately reached out, brushed the back of Mu Huaian's tense hand with her sleeve, and took the whole box. "I want this box!"

Everyone says that it is difficult to paint the bones while painting the skin, but she wants to use this skin to become a poison and capture Xiao Jinghe's heart.

Mu Huaian's hands were tense, and the blush had spread from behind his ears to his Adam's apple. His mind was filled with only Hu Shang's words.

Add fun to the boudoir.