"Preparation box?" Xie Yurui was shocked and then said suspiciously, "The prince is so honest, what are you doing with my makeup box? Who are you using it?"
The so-called makeup box is actually an ancient high-end makeup box.
It is usually made of high-quality wood, decorated with brocade on the outside, and some are even inlaid with gold pieces and gems, which are extremely luxurious and exquisite.
The space inside is not small, enough to hold all the rouge, precious jewelry, and inlaid with expensive mercury mirrors. It is both practical and beautiful. It is a high-end decoration in the bedroom.
This kind of makeup bag creates a private haute couture that is very valuable and almost an ancient aristocratic woman.
For ancient women, fine makeup dowries were even one of the dowries, and some were even passed down from generation to generation and were easily not allowed to be seen by outsiders.
Those who need to use the makeup doll are all women.
Men don't need this kind of thing.
Xie Yurui immediately became alert, stared at Zhou Bo, and asked: "Did the prince bring a woman with him when he comes back this time?"
Zhou Bo said vaguely: "The old slave dare not ask..."
"I must have brought it!" Xie Yurui was furious, "Otherwise, how could the prince think of borrowing my makeup box? It must be for that woman, right?"
She stood up suddenly, and said angrily with a gloomy face: "Butler Zhou, tell the truth, what bitch did the prince bring back from outside?!"
Zhou Bo lowered his head and said, "Miss Concubine, this is the prince's private matter, you should not ask about it."
Xie Yurui said angrily: "I am the prince's concubine!"
"Yes." Zhou Bo smiled slightly, "There is no princess in the mansion. No matter who the prince brings back, the concubine... I'm afraid she is not qualified to take care of her more!"
These words kill the heart!
Xie Yurui's face suddenly turned red and pale, but she could not refute it.
The princess is a wife and can take charge of all matters in the royal palace, including the matter of taking a concubine.
And the concubine is originally a concubine!
Naturally, she was not qualified to inquire about the prince bringing the woman back to the house.
Zhou Bo said again: "The concubine, the prince is still waiting. Please don't waste time and hand over the makeup box to the old slave!"
Xie Yurui: "..." She screamed in her heart with anger!
The prince didn't go home at night, so he just brought a woman back from outside.
Now, I even have to snatch her makeup.
Send it to a bitch!
This was a slap in the face in public.
It was revealed that when the news came out, where did her face beloved concubine be put?!
"Empress..." Caiyun and Caixia, the two maids next to her, were also frightened and looked at her at a loss.
Is there a newcomer to the royal palace?
The prince actually stepped on the face of the concubine like this and went to hold the new man?
The two maids were anxious and had no master for a moment.
Xie Yurui was not a good-looking lamp. After being angry, she quickly calmed down.
"Since it was the prince's order, I naturally dare not ignore it. Butler Zhou waited and I'll go get the makeup box now!" She said with gritted her teeth and glanced at the two maids again.
"Caixia, serve tea to Butler Zhou, Caiyun comes in to help me!"
"Yes, Empress." The two maids responded quickly.
The makeup box is usually placed in the women's bedroom. It is not convenient for Butler Zhou to go in, so he waits in the side hall.
Xie Yurui forced her dignified expression and brought Caiyun into the inner room.
Separating her eyes, her face suddenly became extremely ferocious, and there was a cold light in her eyes. She walked to the dressing table, opened the dressing box and picked out a few exquisite powder boxes, lowered her voice and said, "Please keep the bottom layer of the cabinet for me.