Dai Xiang looked at the lipstick in her hand curiously, "Is this lipstick? It smells like a faint rose fragrance."
"Put it on and try it out."
After Daixiang applied it in front of the mirror, her dull skin seemed to become whiter instantly.
"Sister Mu's lipstick is so beautiful. It is easy to apply and the color is beautiful." Daixiang couldn't put it down.
Seeing how much she treasured it, Bei Yutang smiled and said, "This lipstick is for you."
"Really?" Daixiang's eyes lit up and she happily took the lipstick away.
Seeing Daixiang being so satisfied with just a piece of lipstick, Xiao Moer couldn't help but say, "Sister Daixiang is really easy to satisfy. If she knew there were more good things to come, she would be so happy."
"Be content with what you have. Sometimes, people's excessive desires lead them to do inhumane things."
Xiao Moer was stunned.
He felt that his mother's words hinted at something.
"Continue researching."
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Southern Tang
Feng Lihen arrived at Chang'an, the capital of the Southern Tang Dynasty, exhausted. Chang'an had been a gathering place for scholars and writers since ancient times, a place of outstanding people and talents. It was the political and economic center of the entire country, and its prosperity was comparable to that of Kyoto, if not even better.
Feng Lihen stood outside the Zhongwu Marquis Mansion and entered quietly under the moonlight. He searched room by room until he found a room belonging to a girl.
In the room he saw a portrait, and the woman in the portrait was exactly the same as the woman in his dream.
He didn't believe there were such coincidences in the world.
Feng Lihen walked in the house in the moonlight and came to the ear room. There were four treasures of the Chinese room on the desk. The room was spotless, as if the owner of the house was still alive.
He walked to the desk and picked up a book on the table. There were many annotations on one side of the book.
A night pearl appeared in his hand, and a soft light instantly appeared in the dark room.
When his eyes saw the small words in the book's annotations, his body felt as if struck by lightning and he stood there in a daze.
His hand trembled slightly as he reached out to read the lines of small characters.
This was her handwriting, exactly as it had been in the dream.
She is the person in my dream.
The woman who made him never forget her face.
Feng Lihen gently stroked the lines of small words, his eyes filled with soft light.
"Tang'er."
"Are you really gone?"
Feng Lihen's heart felt like it was being grabbed tightly by someone, making it difficult for him to breathe.
Suddenly, there was a slight sound of footsteps outside the house. If it were an ordinary warrior, he would probably not be able to hear the sound.
Feng Lihen's expression turned stern, and he put away the night pearl. The room instantly returned to darkness.
He leaped with all his strength and disappeared on the spot.
Bei Xingjun couldn't sleep, so he headed towards his daughter's bedroom as usual, only to see a faint light in Yutang's room. Startled, his expression slightly strained, he slowly approached.
Before he got close to the house, the faint light disappeared. He frowned, but continued to move forward without stopping.
I carefully pushed open the door, and the room was quiet in the faint moonlight.
Bei Xingjun lit the candle in the room and looked around. Everything in the room remained the same, as if the faint light he had just seen was just an illusion.
Bei Xingjun sat down on the chair and looked around. The image of his daughter in front of him appeared in his mind, and tenderness unconsciously appeared in his eyes. But when his reason returned to reality, his eyes were full of pain.
"Yutang, it was Daddy who failed to protect you. Don't worry, Daddy will never let your death be in vain. Daddy will help you get back at those who wronged you."
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