It was not until it was completely dark that Tang Jin came back, and he was still carrying something in his hand.

The waiter was grateful for Tang Jin's help during the day. When he saw Tang Jin downstairs, he said a lot of words of thanks and earnestly expressed his preparation of hot water to come and invite Tang Jin to take a shower later.

Tang Jin smiled and expressed his gratitude and asked, "The girl who came with me can have a meal?"

"It seems not." The waiter thought for a while and nodded, "It's really not. I haven't left the door since I went in at noon."

Tang Jin wondered what was wrong? But he kept a smile on his face, "I'll help prepare some hot food and deliver it."

The waiter naturally said yes.

Tang Jin went upstairs and didn't knock on the door, but entered Feng Changqing's room without knocking on it. He only took a look. If it weren't for the great concentration, he almost asked loudly: Who are you?!

Then the next moment, he realized that the woman with a messy face sitting in front of the bronze mirror was nothing but Feng Changqing himself. He was shocked for a while and lost his voice.

Feng Changqing was a little annoyed, "Don't you close the door yet?" Then he quickly turned his face, went to the basin, and scrubbed off the rouge and powder on his face.

Tang Jin was obedient and closed the door with his backhand. He waited for her to clean her face and wiped water with a dry cloth before he found his voice, "What are you doing?"

Feng Changqing turned his face away, "I didn't do anything."

What are you doing?

Tang Jin raised his eyebrows, walked to the mirror, picked up a box casually, and raised his eyebrows higher.

Feng Changqing is a heroic woman who has never fiddled with these rouge powder. Which one did she sing today?

Feng Changqing turned his head, and the two strands of hair on his forehead were soaked in water just now because he washed his face and put it on the corner of his forehead. However, his hands quickly put away all the boxes and jars on the table and threw them into the bag beside him. Of course, he didn't miss the box in Tang Jin's hand.

Tang Jin also let her snatch it away, and waited for her to pack it up before slowly asking, "Don't you explain it?"

Feng Changqing glared at him directly, "What are you explaining? It's just to be more in line with his current identity."

Tang Jin was stunned.

What is the identity?

Suddenly I remembered the matter that I told Feng Changqing about the grassland medical Huangfeng Yuhai and the female slave, so Feng Changqing was trying so hard to match the identity of the female slave?

Feng Changqing said embarrassedly: "Although I have never seen a female slave like this, at least it is not like me..." Her face, at first glance, was too heroic between her eyebrows and eyes, and she couldn't hide it. After Tang Jin walked away, she sat in front of the mirror and looked for a while, thinking that she had to do something, so she went to buy those things.

"How could these things be really hard to fiddle with." Feng Changqing frowned, his face a little bad.

"You've been applying your face all afternoon?"

"..." Feng Changqing was speechless.

Tang Jin smiled, "You have something you are not good at." In my impression, Feng Changqing was not good at this matter in her previous life. She was always ill, and she was facing the sky for a long time. She could count the number of times she applied makeup, and the people below were helping.

Feng Changqing thought that as a woman, she could not apply makeup, which seemed to be unreasonable, but no matter how bad she was, Tang Jin was his husband, and it was not his turn to make fun of him. She immediately glared at him fiercely and said a little domineeringly: "I'm hungry!"

Tang Jin was very aware of the current affairs, "My wife will come soon." He said that.

Feng Changqing was in a better mood only then.

After a while, Tang Jin personally walked up with a lacquer plate and placed the meal on the table.

A plate of roasted mutton, a plate of sauce elbow, a bowl of chicken soup, two plates of vegetarian dishes and two bowls of rice.

Tang Jin said, "Let's eat something first, waiter said you didn't eat for the whole afternoon."

Feng Changqing was indeed a little hungry and immediately took the chopsticks.

Tang Jin took her mutton with little bones, then picked her elbows, and took another bowl to serve her chicken soup.

While eating, Feng Changqing picked up dishes for Tang Jin several times and said softly: "Don't take care of me anymore. I am such a big man, and I'm not a child. I can eat by myself, so you can eat too."

Tang Jin nodded until he removed the elbow bones and divided them into small pieces before he gave up. He brought the food to eat.

Early the next morning, Feng Changqing got up late.

When I sat up, I saw Tang Jin fiddling with the powder boxes.

Yesterday, I was not embarrassed, and I thought it was an old couple, so Feng Changqing just glanced at it and got up to wash up.

After rinsing her mouth and washing her face, Tang Jin pulled her over and pressed her on the round stool in front of the mirror. Feng Changqing was stunned for a moment, "What are you doing?"

"Don't you want to be in line with your identity? Don't move."

She looked at Tang Jin fiddling with his hair in the mirror. This man really seemed to be able to do anything.

Tang Jin fiddled with it and said slowly: "You forgot that I can disguise, people who can disguise, these things are the basics of introductory things. The old man Zhuge Linfeng taught me a lot."

Feng Changqing nodded, watching her hair tied a unique bun under Tang Jin's hands and tied two small flower hairpins casually. Tang Jin turned to the front again, got the hair on his forehead, and then held her chin and looked at it.

Feng Changqing looked at him: "My eyebrows are so..." She couldn't think of any words to describe it.

She has been busy these years and seems to have no time to even take a self-shot in the mirror. When she suddenly looked at her last afternoon yesterday, she felt that she had changed a lot now. Her eyebrows and eyes were so different from when she lived with Feng Yi outside the pass. She was a little surprised. The heroic spirit between her eyebrows and eyes was really hard to hide. She wanted to draw softer, but she painted it in a mess several times.

Tang Jin had a deep smile in his eyes, "Not afraid."

He indeed picked up the charcoal pen and drew it carefully. His movements were gentle and his eyes were focused. Feng Changqing wanted to lower his head, but he remembered that he was still drawing his eyebrows for him. If he lowered his head, it would definitely not work. He had to stop his thoughts and half lower his eyes.

Thinking randomly, Tang Jin, this guy, followed Zhuge Linfeng, really learned everything. In that long-standing past life, he must have had many tricks and cheated people.

"alright."

After a while, Tang Jindao.

He put down the charcoal pen, wiped his hands clean with a soaked cloth, and then tinted the mouthwash on Feng Changqing's lips.

He practices martial arts all year round, with calluses on his fingers, which are a little rough. When he is rubbed on Feng Changqing's lips, he is gentle.

After putting on the fat, he turned Feng Changqing's body over and faced the mirror.

Feng Changqing looked at it and found that his eyebrows were indeed much gentler than before. She just needed to lower her eyebrows slightly when she looked at people, and she was really another person.

Feng Changqing raised his eyebrows: "Your hand is more coincidental than mine."

"Don't raise your eyebrows." Tang Jin looked at her, "When you raise your eyebrows, your eyebrows can't stop your heroic spirit that is not inferior to men. How can you hide it from Xiao Yunlai?"

"..." Feng Changqing was speechless, "Since that's the case, why should you bring me here? I know that my acting skills are not good."

Tang Jin stopped talking, "Okay, go downstairs for breakfast."

Tang Jin naturally understood that it was easier to win the trust when he came alone. After all, it was rumored that the grassland doctor Huang Feng Yuhai had always been indifferent to the female slave he saved. How could he look cold to Feng Changqing? Moreover, Feng Changqing's eyes and eyebrows were really different from that of the female slave.

But he has no choice.

He had to bring Feng Changqing with him because he didn't know if something would happen again after a short separation, so that he would not see Feng Changqing's people when he went back.

He was scared by the pursuit of this year.

Feng Changqing naturally didn't know what he was thinking, so he went downstairs to have breakfast.

The waiter is ready and is light and easy to swallow.

In the next few days, Feng Changqing stayed in the inn as a "female slave". Tang Jinze would go out every day, sometimes at noon, sometimes at afternoon, and after night at night, he would sneak into her room and sleep in embrace each other.

On the sixth day, a team of soldiers arrived at the inn and invited a "Young Master Feng."

The waiter hurriedly came to communicate with Tang Jin.

At this time, Tang Jin had already gotten up and went back to his room. Feng Changqing heard the sound and looked out along the slightly opened crack of the door. He only heard the official's identity report that it was Xiao Yunlai's subordinate. He asked Tang Jin to go to treat the disease, and he was kind enough.

Tang Jin didn't think for a long time and nodded, "Yes." Then he left with the officials.

Feng Changqing frowned and thought to himself that he didn't know what was going on this trip, but Tang Jin seemed confident, so there should be no problem.

Although she thought about this in her heart, she was very nervous this morning. She wanted to go out to investigate the situation, but she was afraid that she would bring unnecessary trouble to Tang Jin. She had to suppress her thoughts and stay in the inn to worry, and thought to herself that if there was no news at night, she would visit her at night.

God seemed to have heard her plan. As soon as the night came, another team of officials came to invite people. The person who took the lead was not someone else, but the person who invited Tang Jin in the morning. This time he was still polite and there was a bit of joy in his words.

The waiter hurriedly invited her down, "This is the girl that Mr. Feng accompanied."

"Yes." General Hong Shou nodded, "Girl, let me see Mr. Feng."

Feng Changqing was taken to a courtyard. Although it was simple and simple, it should be the largest residence in Pingguan City. After settling her in a small courtyard, Hong Shou left. After a while, another maid brought food.

Feng Changqing lowered his eyebrows and looked at him, afraid that he would make mistakes, so he tried to be like a female slave who could obey anything.

When she was the only one in the room, the fragrance of the food rushed into her nose. Although she didn't eat much today, she couldn't see Tang Jin. She really had no appetite, so she sat on a ring chair not far away, looking out from time to time.

I waited for almost an hour and footsteps sounded outside again.

Feng Changqing's ears were amazing. He could tell at a glance that one of them was Tang Jin, and there were also several people. The sound of armor colliding was probably a sergeant.

Sure enough, a team of soldiers soon arrived at the yard and sent Tang Jin in and left.

Tang Jin saw the cold food on the table, and his eyes were a little reproached: "Why don't you eat?" He sat down with the flow, and did not forget to check the food and make sure it was safe, so he called Feng Changqing over and sit down.

Feng Changqing said, "How is that lady's body?"

Tang Jin picked up her bowl and filled it with vegetables and said, "Women are sick."

Feng Changqing raised his eyebrows, "What kind?" Feng Changqing's mind flashed through the women he knew of, looking at Tang Jin.

Tang Jin said, "You think too much, she is heartbroken."

Feng Changqing frowned, "What does it mean?"

"Eat first."

Fortunately, Mrs. Xiao was not a big deal, and Feng Changqing was not worried. Tang Jin said this and didn't think much about it. He started to cook rice honestly. After the two of them finished eating, he called the servant lady outside to take it away. Tang Jin said, "Although I am not good at medical skills, I can still get it out. She has no discomfort, but she always says that the headache is unbearable. If it is not a heart disease, what is it?"
To be continued...