Chapter 39rong

Cheng Zifei looked down at the wound on his leg. The steel needle was still stuck in his leg. There were red blood stains flowing out of the skin, but there was no other condition. Obviously, it was an ordinary hidden weapon that was not poisonous. She breathed a sigh of relief, patted Sima Tu's calf, and pulled out the steel needle.

Sima Tu didn't pay attention for a moment. He thought she was just looking at it, but he didn't expect that she suddenly pulled out the steel needle! The pain made him take a deep breath, shook his legs and shouted, "It hurts! Chengcheng, let me know when you pull it out!"

"This little injury makes you scream. Are you still a boy?" Cheng Zifei ignored his cry and picked up the steel needle and took a closer look. The steel needle is extremely thin, about ten centimeters, and only the first half of it pierced his calf, with a faint layer of blood stains on it.

It seems that the mechanism that Sima Tu stepped on when he landed was not very strong, but just ordinary strength. If it is a powerful organ, this steel needle should pierce his calf. And it is not poisonous. It should only be a warning.

Cheng Zifei looked at it for a long time, wiped the steel needle on Sima Tu's trouser legs and put it away.

Sima Tu looked at her movements in a daze and could hardly react: Cheng Cheng just pulled out the steel needle? Don't bandage him? And the scrubbing steel needle still needs to rub on his clothes?

He looked at Cheng Zifei a little aggrievedly and pouted, "Cheng Cheng, you pulled out the needle for me. Why don't you wrap it up?"

"Does this small injury still need to be bandaged?" Cheng Zifei raised her face and asked a rhetorical question, which made Sima Tu blush.

He was embarrassed to cover the wound and sprinkled the corners of his clothes at will and pricked one. The blood stains stopped for a moment, and the bandaged cloth no longer bleeds red.

Cheng Zifei stared at him with a smile: Is the martial arts practitioner so delicate? In previous lives, when they were training, they might apply some medicine when they were in the military department. When they were in the field, they didn't care about it at all. After a long time, they would naturally stop bleeding and scars. Almost every team member has more or less scars on their bodies, some of which fall during the mission, and more of which are left during training.

"Have you thought of any way to get water beads?" Cheng Zifei saw that he was embarrassed and stopped laughing at him. She stood up and walked to the lotus pond.

Sima Tu followed her with a blush and said bitterly, "No, I thought for a long time last night. We can't know water, and the water beads are in the middle of the lotus pond again. How can I get it? There is no boat or anything here. We can't jump directly into the middle of the water, can we?

"Maybe." Cheng Zifei looked at the lotus leaves full of the pool and stood quietly for a while. Your light skills are very good, as long as we can ensure that you are close to the water beads.

She stopped and looked at Sima Tu and asked seriously, "I know water, but it seems that I need to be next to transport water beads. Therefore, you have to go down to get the beads. Can you stand on the board with your light skills?

What does it mean to stand on the board?" Sima Tu was stunned for a moment.

Cheng Zifei frowned entangled and looked at him with a little contemptuous eyes: "It's that kind of 'floating on the water', won't you?"

Sima Tu was even more dizzy and asked confusedly, "What is 'floating on the water'? Do you want me to step on the water directly? Is it similar to 'snow without trace'?

"Yes, that's it!" Cheng Zifei clapped her hands and asked him expectantly, "Can't you do your light skills?" Although the nouns she saw in novels and film and television in her previous life seemed to be possessed by seniors, after she saw Sima Tu's light skills yesterday, she felt that Sima Tu's light skills were also very good, and maybe she could float on the water!

Sima Tu looked embarrassed and looked at her: "This... I can also step on the snow without trace. In fact, it's not without traces, it's just that the traces are very shallow. But I can't float on the water. I don't know water, in case I fall into the water..."

Cheng Zifei gently patted his shoulder and said affirmatively, "Don't worry, I'm not letting you step on the lotus leaf. Let's find some boards and make a raft. Why don't you just stand on it?

Sima Tu breathed a sigh of relief. The raft should be okay. But where did the wood of this raft come from? He paced along the lotus pond for a long time. Although there were many trees in this yard, they were relatively large and old trees. Can't they cut down the trees first?

Cheng Zifei was also a little embarrassed to frown and say what she thought. Standing on the raft to get water beads is the easiest way she can think of. If Sima Tu knows water, naturally everything is convenient. She just needs to draw out water beads. But Sima Tu can't water, and it's not convenient for her to go into the water. What should she do?

The two stood by the lotus pond and were silent for a while. The sky was already bright, the sun rose slowly from the east, and the temperature in the yard rose.

Cheng Zifei pulled his sleeve and smiled, and said confidently, "Let's go back to the front first and get ready. I've already figured out a way to get you a boat directly, but can you row?

"No." Sima Tu coughed awkwardly. He grew up in the valley. Although there are streams in the valley, the water is very shallow and he can play without water. At the other end of their valley, there are waterfalls and rivers, but the master does not allow anyone to pass through the forbidden land in the valley. Only the second brother sneaked along the stream once and was caught by the master and almost killed.

"It doesn't matter if you can't, as long as you can stand firm." Cheng Zifei shook her head and smiled. Sima Tu is just an ordinary teenager, and she is not like a trained agent. How can she know everything? Even if she is hard, there are many things she doesn't know.

Cheng Zifei took Sima Tu back quickly. She wanted to try her idea as soon as possible, and at the same time, she could go outside the lotus garden to find out.

After the two returned to the front, Cheng Zifei asked Sima Tu to sit down and said, "Aren't you very good at transfigurement? Can you help me look like Xiaolian? Then, make yourself look like me.

"Why do both of them change their appearance? What do you want to do? Are you hungry and want to get something to eat? Wouldn't it be better for me to look like Xiaolian?" Sima looked at her puzzledly, and Cheng Cheng's thoughts always made it difficult for him to figure out.

Cheng Zifei looked at him and smiled and said, "I don't want to be so troublesome, but you are a road idiot and can't remember the road at all!" Moreover, you are not familiar with the rest of the royal palace. It's better for me to go out like Xiaolian. And you, just look like me, just stay here and be a fake princess.

She smiled again and patted Sima Tu's face and said, "I'm usually indifferent to people. If you meet an outsider, no matter who he is, you just need to pretend to have an indifferent attitude. No one will doubt it, and it's easier to disguise."

"Okay." Sima Tu nodded in embarrassment. In fact, after just two days together, he could already feel that Cheng Zifei would definitely not be favored in the royal palace, otherwise she would not be imprisoned here alone. He was a little worried about letting her go out on an adventure alone. The concubine is right. Although she has good appearance skills, she doesn't know all the people in the royal palace, and she doesn't understand Xiaolian's temperament. In case she says something wrong or calls the wrong person, it's troublesome.

He thought for a moment and nodded and agreed, and then told Cheng Zifei, "I can give you Yi Rong, but you must come back safely!" We have to go together to get the water beads and get out of here together.

"Okay, I will definitely come back safely. Don't worry." Cheng Zifei patted him on the shoulder and told him to change his makeup now. It's time for breakfast. It's just right for her to go out pretending to be Xiaolian. Help me change my face now. I'm going to get to the front while it's breakfast time.

"Good." Sima Tu took out many small bottles from his body, poured another basin of water, mixed them together, and then smeared them on Cheng Zifei's face.

Xiaolian is dead, but he has always remembered people's faces, so he can hardly see the full appearance on Cheng Zifei's face. Sima Tu took out the eyebrow pencil, powder, etc., drew it carefully on Cheng Zifei's face, and then took the mirror and handed it to her.

Cheng Zifei took over the mirror, and a beautiful face was reflected in the mirror. It looks like Xiaolian, but a little more exquisite than Xiaolian. But if you don't know outsiders, you should not see anything right. She nodded with satisfaction and praised Sima Tu, "What a good craft! Is this method passed down from your teachers? Can you teach it to outsiders?

Sima Tu paused for a moment and began to disassemble the hair on her head again: "Yes, this kind of transfigurement technique is also the secret of our teacher, which cannot be passed on to outsiders. My makeup cream is much stronger than ordinary powder. It has been shaped on your face. Unless you add a potion, it usually can't be washed off.

"So good? You can't even wash it off?" Cheng Zifei touched her face in surprise, and the expression of surprise was also reflected in the mirror. Although she was also good at makeup in her previous life, the truth came out as soon as it went down, which was not comparable to the transfigurement of her boss Ma Tu.

Sima Tu stood behind her, loosened her hair, and smiled in the mirror: "It's almost your hairstyle. It's really like combing a maid's bun for you. However, be gentle before your eyes. That Xiaolian seems to be a gentle woman, not as cold as you.

"Hehe, I know this." Cheng Zifei smiled in the mirror again, and this time she smiled much more gently. In their previous lives, when they pretended to be others to carry out tasks, they were also trained with various expressions. However, at that time, the most trained were gorgeous dancers, which was not suitable for Xiaolian.

While Sima Tu quickly helped her roll up her hair, he nodded and praised, "Cheng Cheng learned so fast! I have been practicing Shen Yun for a long time, and I was scolded by my master many times before I practiced it. Up to now, I can't pretend to be the chic of the second brother.