Chapter 427: Charming Him
In the winter of the thirty-third year of the Nan Kingdom, the Huwei Army sent sixteen letters from the southeast, reporting on military arrangements, border construction, and other matters of varying sizes.
On the other hand, the Lion Army in the north wrote 98 letters in succession, wishing they could wrap someone in an envelope and send them out together.
In Kyoto, the Imperial Censorate was busy processing paperwork every day. They received one letter from the southeast and eight from the north. The two generals had to deal with hundreds of matters, big and small, and they had to handle all of them in detail.
The Lion Army's memorial mentioned eight hundred times that "all affairs in the northern border have been settled, and we are awaiting the emperor's order." They were almost saying directly, "Please, everything is arranged here, let us return to the capital to get married."
This move made the entire Censorate laugh and cry:
"What does General Huo mean? I'm dizzy from reading so many petitions."
"Isn't this a hint for us? Hurry up and order their armies to reunite and return to the capital!"
"Then why don't you just say it?"
"I'm sorry. General Huo said before that he wouldn't meet General Yun until the border line was completed in two years. You regret it now, don't you?"
"Sigh, ninety-eight letters mean I have to keep ninety-eight records! Official duties are already annoying, but this is even more annoying! How did I become a part of their love affair? Okay, okay, when they have their wedding banquet, I'll make sure I don't drink them to death!"
"Just you? A civilian official, you think you can outdrink two military commanders? You're dreaming."
“Hahahahahaha——”
In order to prevent Huo Gannian from continuing to torture the entire Censorate with "petitions", the Censorate's historian drafted, submitted, and issued a sacred order overnight to summon the Lion and Tiger armies back to the capital.
It is said that as soon as the Holy Order reached the Lion-Power Army and the horses under the messenger's seat had not yet passed the camp gate, all the Lion-Power Army had already taken off on the spot and rushed towards the designated location for the meeting with the Tiger-Power Army - Yancheng.
Afterwards, the messenger described the situation as being like a group of large golden retrievers with their ropes loosed, their mouths wide open, their teeth bared, their laughter running out with a roar, which frightened him so much that he nearly fell off his horse.
On the other side, the Huwei Army was also on its way to Yancheng.
Under the laughing gazes of Rong Yi and Luo Dongdong, Yun Chen bought new clothes today, sent someone to buy cosmetics tomorrow, and practiced styling his hair in front of the mirror the day after tomorrow. He even applied jasmine oil on the head of the Swallowing Cloud Beast. There was no moment of rest.
Before arriving in Yancheng, Yun Chen stopped to set up the tent, take a shower and wash his hair, dress up from head to toe, and even put on makeup.
However, when she appeared in front of Rong Yi, Luo Dongdong and others with full confidence, she scared everyone away.
Fu Lin was horrified: "Whose paper figurine has appeared?"
Luo Dongdong couldn't help but move closer to Yun Chen, stretched out a finger, and scratched the powder on her face that was almost as white as a wall. While flicking away the white mud in the cracks of her nails, he joked:
"Boss, your face is whiter than the old woman in our village who died three days ago. Did you put on too much powder?"
Rong Yi also mustered up the courage to come closer for a closer look, but after just one look, he quickly backed away in fear, his face wrinkled like a Shar Pei dog, and said with disdain:
"Boss, your makeup and aesthetics are really...really hellish..."
"No? I think it's okay." Yun Chen felt a little uneasy. She took a look in the mirror and realized that the light in the tent was too dim just now. She unconsciously put on too heavy makeup. Now that she walked into the sunlight, her true appearance was exposed and she looked terrible.
"Alas, it seems you still have to rely on me." Fu Lin said as he rolled up his sleeves and ordered Rong Yi and Luo Dongdong:
"Bring water, a comb, flower oil, rouge, powder, and eyebrow pencil... bring them all."
Under everyone's astonished gaze, Fu Lin pulled Yun Chen and washed off the ghost fire makeup, then taught her step by step how to apply rose water and peony snow cream.
Then, Rong Yi and Luo Dongdong brought two chairs, and Fu Lin and Yun Chen sat opposite each other. He began to put makeup on her carefully and patiently.
While teaching her:
"You have fair skin, so you'll need a lighter shade of jade powder. Apply it lightly the first time, then apply it more heavily on your brow bones, cheeks, nose bridge, and chin... Glutinous powder is best for rouge, just enough to cover the minor chapping from the sun and wind over the years... You have thick eyebrows, so you don't need to overdraw them; just highlight the peaks a bit... As for lip balm, any color will look good, but don't go for bright red; that's reserved for weddings... And for eyelashes, avoid using too much or they'll overshadow the whole look..."
Fu Lin talked endlessly in a steady voice, while Yun Chen kept saying "hmm hmm" all the time. Rong Yi and Luo Dongdong became less and less interested as they listened, and soon fell asleep sitting beside them.
Fu Lin picked up an eyelash pencil, held Yun Chen's chin up, moved closer to her face, and carefully drew for her.
Yun Chen rarely gets so close to any man other than Huo Gan Nian, and he couldn't help but feel a little awkward. Looking at Fu Lin's gentle and handsome face, he tried to make small talk:
"How do you know this? This is the first time I've seen a man wearing makeup."
Fu Lin kept drawing with his hands and chuckled:
"It's just makeup, what's the difference between men and women? Just like flowers, plants, trees, the sky, the earth, the sun, the moon, and even this pen in my hand, there's no difference between men and women."
Yun Chen nodded: "That's very good."
Fu Lin smiled again: "It's good to be the one who understands this." After that, he put down his eyelash pencil, leaned back, looked at Yun Chen's face, and added three more words:
"Hello."
Yun Chen couldn't understand the deep meaning of the sad tone, but he knew that he was being praised, so he couldn't help but smile sweetly with his white teeth showing.
She took the mirror and looked again. Her face had changed from "hellish" to "bright":
The slightly heroic brows, the watery and clear eyes, the slightly raised eye ends like small hooks ready to seduce people, coupled with the flawless white skin, the thick long hair combed into a generous and neat style, no matter which direction the wind blows from, she is beautiful.
Yun Chen was very satisfied with the makeup and praised it repeatedly:
"You're such a great artist! When I get married, you can do my makeup, too, okay?"
Unexpectedly, Fu Lin refused and smiled gently:
"No. If you want to get your makeup done anytime, feel free to ask me. But on the wedding day, let the makeup artist do it. If I get involved, it would ruin the atmosphere."
Yun Chen was admiring himself in the mirror and didn't pay attention to what Fu Lin said.
Fu Lin raised his brows slightly and stared at Yun Chen intently.
The eyes were clearly looking at Yun Chen, but the soft light in them seemed to be looking at someone else.
"It's really beautiful, both inside and out. No wonder he likes it." Fu Lin said.
Yun Chen blinked, "Him? Are you talking about Ah Nian?"
"Yeah." Fu Lin responded softly, lowered his head for a moment, pinched his brows, and smiled again. He looked at the Lion's Mighty flag that was faintly visible in the distance and said with a smile:
"We estimate we're only about ten miles away from the Lion Army. We'll probably be here in an hour—no, with my temper, we can get here in half an hour. What are you waiting for? Hurry up and go! Don't let such beautiful makeup be ruined!"
"Yeah!" Yun Chen nodded vigorously, jumped up excitedly like a bird, turned over and rode on the Cloud-Swallowing Beast.
Fu Lin patted his horse's back, raised his chin in the direction of the Lion's Mighty Banner, and smiled encouragingly at Yun Chen:
"Go ahead! Go charm him to death!"
"Okay!" Yun Chen responded with a smile, then rode his horse away.
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