Chapter 177 Love Until the End Is Heartache
If she had to say something, she might want to see her mother, but when she thought about it carefully, there seemed to be nothing much to say. She just wanted to listen to those advices, those brainwashing and debilitating words.
It is undeniable that her mother should love her, but that love is not pure.
Jiang Jiu couldn’t understand it before, but now she thinks that her mother probably treated her as a tool to make up for her regrets. Her mother wanted her to soar into the sky and become a phoenix, but unfortunately the method was wrong and she was not cut out for it.
The scene of his mother's death flashed through his mind. Her unrecognizable body was lying in the ice coffin in the funeral home. Jiang Jiu lowered his eyes.
The action of putting on makeup also stopped.
She actually didn't hate her mother, but it seemed there was no need to meet her again.
Perhaps her mother should have some regrets about her, but she didn't.
"What is Xiaojiu'er thinking about?"
Yu Zimo's hand stroked Jiang Jiu's cheek, and he leaned over to Jiang Jiu's ear. His tone was ethereal as if coming from far away, and a cold breath surrounded her body. Yu Zimo's face in the mirror was indescribably pale, like a handsome male ghost who had just crawled out of a grave.
Jiang Jiu is the unlucky guy who is entangled and will soon be dragged back to the tomb by him to become a sacrifice.
But this is just imagination. Yu Zimo will not hurt her. Jiang Jiu knows this very well.
"Thinking about my mother."
Jiang Jiu said this very honestly, picking up the eyebrow pencil next to him and starting to draw his eyebrows.
The girl in the mirror added various colors to her face, making her more beautiful, but Yu Zimo was not very satisfied. He reached out and gently took the eyebrow pencil from Jiang Jiu's hand, with some dissatisfaction in his cold voice.
"This doesn't look good."
He said.
Jiang Jiu was stunned, then put down his hands and raised his chin towards Yu Zimo in the mirror.
"Then Lord Ghost King, can you draw for me?"
In the past, Yu Zimo was the son of a prince, and he must have seen many noble ladies from wealthy families. However, he should not be good at makeup. However, since he said so today, Jiang Jiu agreed with him. No matter whether it looks good or not, it will only take one day.
Although the aesthetic tastes of modern people and ancient people should be different.
As Jiang Jiu was thinking, Yu Zimo had already put the pen on her other eyebrow and gently brushed it, looking very careful.
The man's handsome face was right in front of her, and she could see every detail of his face clearly. Perhaps it was because she had turned into a ghost, Yu Zimo's face had no pores and no blemishes, and was as delicate as a mannequin. She had a high nose bridge, and a pair of almond-shaped eyes with a gentle look, which blended with her ghostly temperament to create a strange beauty.
Jiang Jiu sat there obediently until Yu Zimo's handsome face disappeared from his sight. He then moved aside to allow Jiang Jiu to see herself clearly in the mirror.
Unexpectedly, Yu Zimo's paintings are actually quite beautiful.
There is an indescribable ancient charm, like a fairy walking out of an ink painting, and the eyebrows on the other side of her face have a completely different texture.
Jiang Jiu was a little surprised. She turned her head to look at Yu Zimo, only to see the man looking at her in the mirror with satisfaction. She couldn't tell whether he was admiring his own eyebrows or admiring her.
For some reason, Jiang Jiu felt a little awkward.
She turned around and cleared her throat before speaking.
"Then why don't you let Lord Ghost King draw the next part for me?"
Ginger wine was actually just a casual remark to ease the inexplicable atmosphere, but Yu Zimo raised his eyebrows unexpectedly, as if he was really interested. He simply moved closer to him and picked up the bottles and jars on the table.
There was an indescribable atmosphere in the air. Yu Zimo didn't know much about modern cosmetics, so Jiang Jiu introduced them to him one by one.
Yu Zimo has a strong ability to adapt. As long as Jiang Jiu explains it once, he will understand how to use it.
The makeup process went unexpectedly smoothly.
The room was quiet. Yu Zimo concentrated on painting on her face, and Jiang Jiu also stared at the man in front of her intently, with countless questions flashing through her mind.
I don’t know how much time passed, Jiang Jiu suddenly asked.
"Have you ever done makeup for others before?"
She didn't actually think about the question, but she asked it because she saw Yu Zimo was so skilled at it, as if he had done it before.
Of course, we cannot rule out the possibility that Yu Zimo has a strong learning ability.
"It has."
Once again beyond Jiang Jiu's expectations, Yu Zimo actually gave her a very unexpected answer in a nonchalant manner.
"Um?"
Jiang Jiu was stunned for a moment, and all kinds of speculations surged in his mind again.
"Is it... your fiancée?"
If a man in ancient times could draw eyebrows for a woman, it would probably only be a very close woman, right?
Although Yu Zimo was not very old at that time, it was normal for people in ancient times to get married at the age of thirteen or fourteen. When Jiang Jiu thought of this, she felt a little depressed for some reason. Even though that happened many years ago, she still felt a little envious.
I envy that someone once had the innocent and honest Yu Zimo.
After Jiang Jiu asked this question, Yu Zimo's hand, which was about to pick up the lipstick, stopped in mid-air, and a smile flashed across his eyes.
He turned to look at Ginger Wine.
"What? Is Xiaojiuer jealous?"
Jiang Jiu knew exactly what he was teasing, and the moment they looked at each other, he turned his head away, feeling a bit angry and not wanting to talk.
Unexpectedly, Yu Zimo pinched his chin in the next moment and forced him to turn his head to look at him.
"No, I died before I even had a fiancée."
He said it lightly, as if he was not talking about his life. Jiang Jiu should have felt happy after hearing this, but her heart still seemed depressed. Making Yu Zimo recall the bad past was also a kind of hurt. She shouldn't be jealous.
"I know how to put makeup on women. My mother taught me."
Yu Zimo gently rubbed the traces of makeup on Jiang Jiu's face with his fingers, turned around and spoke in a light tone.
"Mother once said that if a man could pay more attention to his wife, the relationship would be better in the future. Father would also do the same for her."
Jiang Jiu immediately remembered what Yu Zimo had said to her.
It seemed that when Yu Zimo was still the prince, his father and mother were indeed very loving, and he must have been a child who grew up in love.
Thinking about it this way, he actually died at the happiest age.
If it weren't for the emperor's incompetence back then, he should have been the high-spirited, handsome and extraordinary Crown Prince, instead of the cold and gloomy Lord Ghost King he is now.
Jiang Jiu was lost in thought, but Yu Zimo lifted her chin and pecked her lips lightly without any lust.
"Don't think about it, it's already in the past, there's no need to care about it."
He was even comforting her.
Jiang Jiu came back to his senses and looked at Yu Zimo's cold eyes, feeling a little sad. It seemed that he really didn't care anymore, but was this right?
Those beautiful memories...
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