When she saw the box full of lipsticks and essential oils, her dark eyes lit up like stars, and she couldn't take her eyes off them.
Wow!
As expected, the Sixth Prince is the most powerful; he actually managed to obtain so many treasures.
She couldn't help but ask excitedly, "Sixth Prince, did Yu Zhizhi give all of these to you?"
Zhao Yunjin smiled slightly and nodded gently: "Mm."
Not only the Eighth Princess, but everyone else present showed surprise upon hearing this answer.
After all, in everyone's impression, Zhao Yunjin has always kept his distance from women and has almost no interaction with them.
It's quite surprising that he now has a female friend who even gave him such a thoughtful gift.
This is truly a once-in-a-century event!
Immediately afterwards, Zhao Yunjin took out a piece of paper from her sleeve and handed it to the Empress Dowager's personal maid.
"This contains information about various lipstick shades, including who they are suitable for. In addition, the paper also provides detailed instructions on how to use the two essential oils."
"I have official duties to attend to, so I will not disturb my grandmother and mother any longer."
He was very perceptive; seeing that they were all staring intently at the cosmetics, he decided not to stay any longer and get in their way.
After watching Zhao Yunjin leave, the Empress Dowager said to Xin'er and the Crown Princess, who were looking on expectantly, "You all should also choose a lipstick shade that suits you!"
The Eighth Princess grinned from ear to ear, and quickly chose an orange-red lipstick and a bottle of rose essential oil.
The Empress rightfully received a lipstick perfectly befitting her status.
For other women, this is a lipstick for a wife; but for her, it is a lipstick for a queen.
There's a saying that goes something like this: "As long as I live, you are all concubines."
After the Eighth Princess finished making her selection, she began to look at the description on the paper with a serious expression. "Grandmother, this deep mauve lipstick suits you very well."
The Empress Dowager smiled and replied, "Yes. Yang Mama, quickly apply it to me."
A moment later, everyone was amazed to see the Empress Dowager wearing a deep mauve lipstick.
"Grandmother, this shade is really perfect for you. It not only brightens your complexion and makes you look more energetic, but also makes you look more dignified and elegant."
"Yes! This is the first time I've ever seen lip rouge in this color. It's so beautiful."
The Empress Dowager looked at herself in the bronze mirror and a satisfied smile appeared on her face. She was even happier as she listened to everyone's sincere praise.
After trying out the lipsticks, they started using the essential oils. Everyone was filled with curiosity and delight at these novel cosmetics, and no one found the process too troublesome.
After Zhao Yunjin returned to the Censorate, Zhao San rushed over to report.
"Master, I have found out the identity of that anonymous commoner. He was originally a servant in the Yun family."
"Understood, you may leave," Zhao Yunjin replied calmly.
After Zhao San left, Zhao Yunjin put down the book in his hand, stared blankly into the distance, his eyes deep and reserved, lost in thought.
On the other side.
He Yang was leisurely lying under the shade of a tree, occasionally teasing the myna bird in its cage, looking extremely content.
"Little myna, quickly call me 'Lipstick King'."
Seeing that the myna bird did not react, he continued with a hint of threat, "Are you going to chirp or not? If you don't chirp, I'll pluck all your feathers out."
Just then, He Donghai slowly walked into the villa where his grandson lived, and saw him crossing his legs and talking to his pet myna bird, which he had raised for a long time, in a threatening tone.
He couldn't help but joke, "Oh my! Our famous Lipstick King in Beijing is so free, he even has time to play with birds here."
Upon hearing the voice, He Yang glanced at him sideways, a smug smile on his face. "Grandfather, you don't understand. I'm conserving my energy right now. Besides, your grandson has really made something of himself, setting up a stall in the neighboring Yizhou Prefecture."
The eldest brother just sent someone to the manor to inform him that they will be going to Yizhou City to set up a stall the day after tomorrow, and that he should prepare in advance.
He Donghai was a little puzzled: "What do you mean?"
"In a couple of days, I'm going on a long trip with my boss to set up a stall in Yizhou Prefecture."
He Donghai looked puzzled and frowned as he asked, "You were doing just fine with your stall in the capital, why did you suddenly run off to Yizhou Prefecture?"
"Besides, lipsticks and essential oils are very popular these days. Why did you stop selling them after only two days of setting up your stall?"
He Yang held up his index finger and shook it, replying with a grin, "No. To be precise, we only set up shop for less than a day and a half."
Hearing this, He Donghai couldn't help but roll his eyes, thinking to himself that this guy really had the nerve to say that.
"Wherever the boss goes, I'll follow. Whatever the boss does, I'll support him wholeheartedly."
He Donghai shook his head helplessly and muttered under his breath, "What a spineless tagalong!"
Then, he asked curiously, "So, where do you plan to set up your stall in Yizhou Prefecture this time?"
He Yang scratched his head: "Well... I don't know."
He Donghai then asked, "So you must know what you're planning to sell this time."
If he sold food, that would be great; that way, he could also get a share of the profits.
Last time when they sold lipsticks and essential oils, he didn't get any benefits at all. On the contrary, his wife and the others got a lot of lipsticks and essential oils, which made them very happy.
He Yang scratched his head and shook it again: "I don't know."
He Donghai's eyes widened in disbelief as he asked, "Zhizhi didn't tell you, did she?"
"The boss said we'll decide what to sell once we get to Yizhou City."
"Smack!"
Suddenly, a crisp sound rang out, and He Yang jumped up in pain, shouting, "It hurts! Grandfather, why did you hit me! Isn't my fat meat too?"
"Everyone outside is saying you guys are crazy, and it seems they're right. You don't even know where to set up your stall or what to sell. Are you just going to do things like this?"
He Yang rubbed the spot where he had been hit, glanced at his slightly red skin, and replied pitifully, "Every time we set up a stall, the boss never tells me the exact location beforehand. She says that's what makes it more surprising and exciting."
He Donghai muttered to himself: What a big idiot!
In his opinion, none of the locations where they set up their stalls were normal. Zhizhi probably didn't tell him in advance because she was afraid he would back out at the last minute.
This place probably won't be a good one either.
"Grandson, may you have good fortune!"
After saying that, He Donghai quickly picked up the birdcage and prepared to leave.
Just then, a very clear bird call rang out:
"Yang'er".
"ill."
………
They called it twice.
Upon hearing this, He Donghai couldn't help but burst out laughing.
This myna bird knows how to handle things!
He Yang glared at it through gritted teeth, clenched his fist, and shouted, "Try calling out again, and I'll pluck your myna feathers and make soup with you!"
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