Ветер и дым

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Chapter 52

When Yue Shenhong arrived, Tang Qiefang asked, "Have you eaten yet?"

Yue Shenhong said, "We were just eating half of it."

"I'm so sorry," Tang Qiefang said. "Sit down and have dinner with me."

When the dishes were served, Tang Qiefang presented the dish to Yue Shenhong, saying, "Try this fish."

Yue Shenhong's face flushed slightly. She had never imagined that she could sit at the same table as the Tang Clan's patriarch, eating and chatting like ordinary friends. Yue Shenhong couldn't help but ask, "Uncle, what brings you here?"

Tang Qiefang smiled, "I just wanted to find someone to have dinner with. Also, I told you before to call me by my name, but you call me Uncle."

"Among all members of the Tang Clan, besides the patriarch, who else can address my uncle by his given name? If my fellow disciples from the Thirteen Riders find out, I'll be in big trouble."

These words silenced Tang Qiefang. Yes, the name Qiefang was only used by Tang Congrong in this world.

Suddenly, not wanting to change that, he said, "Then you can call me Brother Tang."

Yue Shenhong smiled and said she dared not.

Tang Qiefang raised an eyebrow and said, "Disobeying is disrespectful to elders."

His raised eyebrows were incredibly childlike, and the faint blush at the corners of his eyes looked especially delicate under the light. His lips were even more vibrant and luscious. Yue Shenhong's heart skipped a beat. In that instant, she knew she couldn't resist this person. She nodded and said, "Brother Tang."

Tang Youfang was satisfied. "Let me teach you the art of disguise."

Yue Shenhong was both surprised and delighted. "Really?"

“Would an old woman like me lie to a child?” Tang Qiefang stood up. “Come with me.”

He led her to a room with a huge mirror and a long table filled with bottles and jars.

"Little Crimson, do you know what the most important thing is in learning disguise?"

"What?"

“You need a mirror.” Tang Qiefang stood in front of the mirror and looked back at her. “See your own face clearly, and know where to make changes to change your appearance. This is the first step in disguise.”

Yue Shenhong was a little nervous. "I know absolutely nothing about disguise."

“I know that the Qingcheng Sect only practices poisons and hidden weapons.” He gestured for her to sit down in front of the mirror, brushing her bangs back to reveal her smooth forehead. “Look, your features are more defined than the average woman’s, with large eyes, a high nose bridge, and a wide forehead. To make yourself unrecognizable, you need to shrink your eyes, make your nose bridge flatter, and use a wig to narrow your forehead…”

The moon's deep red hue seemed to exist only in a dream.

From the moment he rescued her on the plank road, she knew that this man was different from her.

Now, he was right beside her, stroking her hair with one hand, his warm breath brushing against her ear. Yue Shenhong knew that if this continued, her face would definitely turn red uncontrollably. She coughed and asked, "Brother Tang, could you demonstrate?"

“Hmm, it’s really hard for you to understand just by talking about it.” Tang Qiefang sat down, picked up a bottle, and poured some ointment into her palm. “Look in the mirror. I’m going to turn you into a different person.”

The cream feels cool and very comfortable when applied to the face.

In the mirror, Yue Shenhong saw her nose gradually becoming more delicate, her forehead slightly receding, her skin becoming pale and translucent, her lips becoming lighter and pale red, and her large eyes becoming more graceful and refined with the help of the medicine.

Chapter 53

Tang Qiefang's gaze was initially playful and indifferent, but gradually, as he progressed with the work at hand, he became serious.

Gradually, she developed someone else's face.

She recognized that face.

Tang Congrong.

Her face was gentle, and her eyebrows and eyes were delicate.

She looked at Tang Qiefang and smiled, "Brother Tang, your skills are truly amazing—"

Tang Qiefang's eyes were incredibly gentle, like spring rain nourishing the grass and trees, or a butterfly gently flitting across a flower's heart. Yue Shenhong's body trembled slightly; she couldn't bear such a gaze, and her soul almost cried out in joy.

She never dreamed that one day he would look at her like that.

She turned her head, and Tang Qiefang seemed to wake from a dream. No, it wasn't him; his eyes had never held such sweet shyness.

He is gentle and peaceful, like water.

Slowly and steadily, it annihilates a person.

Tang Qiefang closed his eyes, dropped a pill into the basin of water. The pill dissolved quickly, and his voice was tired and pale: "Wash it."

The moment the water touched her cheek, the medicine was dissolved, and the Moon Deep Red remained the same.

"There are some notes on the art of disguise on the left corner cabinet. You can take them to read."

"yes."

"If you want to disguise yourself, you can come here directly. We have everything you need."

"yes."

"I'm tired, you should go back first."

Yue Shenhong bowed her head and slowly retreated. Tang Qiefang paused in front of the mirror for a moment, then suddenly chuckled softly, "Tang Qiefang, you're crazy." He himself had never thought of disguising Yue Shenhong as Tang Congrong.

It's just that the hand has developed its own consciousness, and when it touches someone else's facial features, it transforms them into Tang Congrong's facial features.

I know it so well; that face is etched into my very being.