Feng Jin was completely stunned by his words, as if she hadn't expected Ling Mohan to care so much about this matter, and to ask her again specifically.
After a moment of daze, Feng Jin reacted and quickly agreed: "This... this, I'll research it out for you as soon as possible, and I absolutely won't delay your use. For these few days, you... you can use this for now..."
Her gaze swept across the dressing table, and Feng Jin finally settled on a blue porcelain bottle, which she picked up and handed to Ling Mohan: "This is jasmine flower water. I've added some essential oil, and it's very mild. Any skin type can use it. It definitely won't cause allergies. You can use this for now."
Ling Mohan examined it carefully, then reluctantly accepted it: "I can only make do with it for now, but you still need to make mine as soon as possible."
In the end, Ling Mohan did not forget to remind Feng Jin about this matter. He had finally managed to get Feng Jin to agree to make skincare products for him specifically, so he naturally couldn't miss this excellent opportunity. He had to urge Feng Jin to finish it quickly.
He was also worried that if too much time passed, Feng Jin might intentionally forget about it again. Then who would he go to ask for it? Wouldn't that be too much of a loss?
"Okay... I've noted it down, and I'll definitely make it as soon as possible."
Several black lines streaked across Feng Jin's forehead. She was utterly speechless with Ling Mohan. Didn't he just confidently claim he was a man and would absolutely not use these feminine things, saying it would tarnish his reputation? Yet now he was so eager.
Indeed, a man's mouth is a deceiving鬼. If she believed Ling Mohan's words again in the future, she would be a fool, or her brain would be malfunctioning.
"Just remember it, and don't forget," Ling Mohan continued to nag Feng Jin a few more times before finally feeling completely relieved.
Feng Jin sighed helplessly. After lying on the bed for a while, she stood up, walked to the desk, took out all her boxes and bottles, and then began to fiddle with them.
"What are all these? What is this round thing? Why does it have a thread on it?"
"What is this used for? Why is there such a long tube..."
Ling Mohan looked at Feng Jin's strange items, feeling very curious about each one and playing with them in his hands.
"This is an alcohol lamp, and that is a test tube. These are all things I need to make skincare products. You should go do what you need to do and stop messing around here. You're messing up my things."
Feng Jin snatched all the things from the man's hands and put them back in place. Her gaze towards Ling Mohan was full of disdain.
These things were all painstakingly made by her. They were all made of glass and were very fragile. She was truly worried that Ling Mohan wouldn't be careful and would break everything for her. Then she would truly weep without tears, as it was very difficult to find a place to make them again.
Ling Mohan, who felt despised, couldn't help but pout. If he wasn't allowed to touch them, he wouldn't. He didn't want to touch Feng Jin's pile of strange things anyway. Even if they were all given to him, he wouldn't know what to do with them.
After putting all the things back in place, Ling Mohan got up and lay down on the bed, deciding not to provoke Feng Jin anymore. It was better to lie on the bed and enjoy himself.
Without Ling Mohan's disturbance, Feng Jin was finally able to concentrate on her work. Men's skincare products were much simpler to make than women's. Men's skincare needs were basically very few.
However, this was Feng Jin's first time making men's skincare products. She felt dissatisfied after several attempts, pouring all the adjusted mixtures into the trash.
"Are you done?" Ling Mohan asked, his voice slightly muffled. He had already slept for a while, and Feng Jin was still busy with the pile of bottles and jars.
Ling Mohan got up from the bed and walked towards Feng Jin. By the time he reached her side, Feng Jin still hadn't looked up at Ling Mohan, her attention still focused on her work.
The man finally, helplessly, snatched the items from Feng Jin's hands, which finally drew Feng Jin's attention.
"What are you doing? Give me back my things quickly. I'm about to finish, don't interrupt me at this crucial moment!"
Her brows furrowed slightly, and a surge of anger rose in Feng Jin's heart. Wasn't he asleep just now? Why was he causing trouble again? He was truly so annoying.
"What time is it? It's time to sleep. We can talk about anything tomorrow morning. These things can't be done overnight."
Disregarding Feng Jin's protests, Ling Mohan directly scooped her up and gently placed her on the inner side of the bed. As if worried that Feng Jin might escape, Ling Mohan physically blocked the outside of the bed, and also placed his hands and legs on Feng Jin, holding her firmly.
Feng Jin struggled hard, but with her strength, how could she be Ling Mohan's match? After struggling for a long time, the man beside her was like a mountain, not moving at all.
Finally, she had no choice but to give up. Why should she make things difficult for herself? It was better to sleep first.
Perhaps it was because she was too tired, but as soon as she closed her eyes, a wave of sleepiness washed over her. Before long, she had fallen into a deep sleep.
When Feng Jin woke up the next day, the man's figure was no longer by her side, and there was no warmth on the bed.
Feng Jin lay on the bed and relaxed for a while before propping up her somewhat tired body to sit up. Before she could get out of bed, there was a slightly hurried sound of the door opening outside the room.
"Come in," Feng Jin's voice was soft and weak.
Chu Qing pushed the door open and walked in: "Madam, please forgive me. This servant did not intend to disturb Madam's rest."
When the young general left, he had already instructed them not to disturb Madam's sleep. But there was no other way. Otherwise, she would never have come to disturb Madam.
"What is it? Tell me slowly after you stand up."
"Yes, Madam..."
Chu Qing slowly stood up, her gaze falling on Feng Jin. Her voice was slightly flustered as she said: "Madam, the Duke Gu and the Princess of Xiliang have arrived together. They are waiting in the front hall now."
Feng Jin, who had been slightly dazed, immediately woke up upon hearing this. As if jolted, she sat up abruptly from the bed, her face filled with disbelief.
"Why did they come? Didn't you try to stop them?"