Chen Xian'er was unconscious for five days and five nights before he woke up quietly.

The difficult labor and heavy bleeding caused her body to be irreversible. Fortunately, the doctor said that it would not have much impact on getting pregnant with a child in the future. However, this woman has lost too much blood and it may take several years to recover. OK.

Chen Xian'er only remembered the first half of what happened on the day of childbirth, and when the second half happened, she was already confused.

So after waking up, she heard that the child was not saved, and Chen Xian'er collapsed. However, due to the lack of extra strength in her body, she could only cry silently, and she couldn't even cry loudly.

Nie Kun had already kept his emotions in his heart, and he pretended to comfort Chen Xian'er. Apart from that, he didn't know what else he could do.

The pain of losing a son is like a thousand arrows piercing the heart, but now it has become a certain fact, and the only thing they can do is accept.

The sadness and reluctance in my heart and everything else can only be left to time to dilute, and all they have to do is look forward.

At the main entrance of Nie Mansion, Nie Ling'er and Nie Kun, who were about to go out, collided with each other.

These days, Brother Kun didn't go out of the gate, but suddenly saw him going out, Nie Ling'er was slightly stunned: "Brother Kun, where are you going?"

Nie Kun changed into clean clothes and took care of him, but he hid his decadence and depressed for the past few days.

Nie Kun said bluntly: "I went to Hanlin Academy and suddenly disappeared for several days. I have to ask for a crime. Although the family matters must have been known to everyone in the city, no matter what, I have to sue myself. Just a fake one."

"Besides, I still have some errands on hand. Even if I have urgent matters to take leave, I should hand over the matter to my colleagues and not delay it."

Hearing this, Nie Ling'er nodded in a clear way, and before Nie Kun asked, she spoke, "I saw that my sister-in-law had just woken up, and the doctor said that she was weak now and wanted to eat something that was easy to digest to nourish her. For the sake of soup, I thought about buying some high-quality ingredients to stew some soup for my sister-in-law.”

"Thank you for your hard work, Ling'er." Nie Kun sighed, and said a little sorry.

Nie Ling'er glanced at him and spoke up dissatisfiedly: "There is no hard work for the family or not. If this happens, I can only face it with you. Everything will be fine. The most urgent thing is to let your sister-in-law do it. Your body recovers quickly so that I can feel at ease when I leave.”

Nie Kun nodded gently: "You are right!"

In this way, Nie Ling'er showed a comfortable smile that made Brother Kun feel comfortable, and then hurriedly urged him to go out soon.

Nie Ling'er has never left the house these days, and she is all thinking about Shen Xian'er. She breathes a sigh of relief until Chen Xian'er wakes up.

"Miss, look!"

Walking on the noisy street, Nie Ling'er was still thinking about what ingredients to buy, and the spring tea next to her suddenly exclaimed.

Nie Ling'er raised her head and asked in confusion: "What's wrong?"

Chuncha said excitedly: "Miss, look at the girls on the street, their necks and foreheads..."

In this way, Nie Ling'er grasped the key points and turned her eyes to the girls around her, and then was stunned.

I saw that the girls in this city had learned her painting makeup at some point, especially those girls who could tell they were rich ladies by looking at their clothes. Almost everyone had different shapes on their necks.

The paintings are more free to play, and the paintings on the forehead are also very beautiful.

Nie Ling'er was really a surprise. She had a sudden idea that day to cooperate with the painted makeup that she had come up with in order to match the gorgeous clothes. In just a few days when she didn't go out, it became popular throughout the capital, and everyone was fighting for it.

Imitation.

Chuncha was even more excited and said proudly: "Miss, they are all learning from you!"

After coming back to his senses, Nie Ling'er just smiled: "Everyone has a love of beauty. So many people have started painting makeup, which also shows that the one I painted that day is indeed beautiful."

Painting is not considered a skill in later generations. In ancient times, there were many masters of painting, so Nie Ling'er didn't want to make a contribution. She just felt that a small idea could cause such a big sensation, which really surprised her.

But this is also a good thing. In ancient times, women were already blocked by rules and regulations. Any new atmosphere that breaks the rules is actually an exciting thing.

Although this painted makeup is just about the neck and the forehead, it can be said to be an extremely breakthrough for a woman whose makeup has not changed for decades or even hundreds of years.

The feudal shackles can never be broken in an instant. From cloth wrapping the whole body to miniskirts, society has experienced thousands of years of progress before women ushered in the freedom of dressing in later generations!

So now Nie Linger is very happy and relieved when she sees the girls having new tricks on their makeup.

As for whether others know that this makeup was the first one she painted, she actually didn't mind at all.

"Stop looking, buy the ingredients quickly, let's go back soon." Nie Ling'er reminded him, after all, it takes a lot of time to stew the soup.

Tianhefang is a famous ingredient shop in the capital. I heard that the delicacies of the whole Dazhao are all found here as long as you call the name.

Not far away, a carriage parked in the shade of the street. Soon a little girl with a maid looked like a bag of oil paper in her hand and ran to the car window, saying to the person inside: "Miss, buy it."

There are only four left, and I have bought them all."

A slender hand lifted the curtain of the car, and then a rich daughter poked her head out of the carriage, frowned slightly, as if she was a little dissatisfied: "Four? How can this be enough?"

As soon as I heard her lady's tone, I knew she was angry. The maid responded with a disgust: "But Miss... there are only four left."

The person on the carriage was not someone else, but the daughter of the Dali Temple Queen and the Adult, and Zhiling. At the banquet of the Xiangwang Mansion that day, Zuo Wange made things difficult for Nie Ling'er, which was also her who was promoting the fire, and she called the most happily!

"Forget it!" Tong Zhiling waved impatiently: "Go to Wangyue Tower first, you must not arrive later than Sister Evergree."

The maid nodded and was about to instruct the groom to set off, but Tong Zhiling suddenly stopped when she retracted and hurriedly said, "Wait a minute!"

The carriage stopped, and Tong Zhiling looked towards Tianhefang. Although it was a bit distance and was only a side face, she still suddenly recognized the person who stopped in front of the door at the banquet of the Xiangwang Mansion. That girl.
Chapter completed!