For the first time, Jin Zhao saw confusion and confusion on his face. He never expected that the prince, who has always acted with ease, was stumped by this matter, even though... he is also a half-hearted.

"Sit down, I can reluctantly help you." Jin Zhao patted the chair beside him.

Shen Li looked at him in surprise, "You...do you know how?"

When he was in modern times, he had seen a few beauty videos by accident. Although he didn't watch them much, but... with his looks, it seems that he doesn't need to exaggerate, as long as he changes according to his feeling, there should be no problem.

Jin Zhao pulled him over, pressed him and sat down, the corners of his mouth slightly hooked, "Do you have any other choices?"

Shen Li frowned and looked at him without saying a word.

Jin Zhao sat there fiddling for a long time, then moved the chair in front of him, picked up the rouge and gouache, and was about to start tidying up.

Shen Li's gaze never left his face. Seeing that the powder was about to splash on his face, he subconsciously blocked it, "You are not playing tricks on me, are you?"

Jin Zhao held his hand, "Is it worth it?"

"We don't have much time left, how long do you have to waste?" Jin Zhao paused for a moment, then asked.

Shen Li put down his palm and turned his face to him, "So what exactly do you want to do?"

Jin Zhao poured the powder on his face, and said, "The matter of the third prince...it is obvious that someone framed you, take this opportunity...to find out who is behind the scenes, do you still want to stay in prison forever?"

Hearing this, Shen Li quietly stared at the person in front of him, feeling that he was wiping his cheeks with something soft, and there was no doubt in his eyes... at all.

"You...Why are you so sure? Don't you always think...I would do that kind of thing." He asked unconsciously.

Jin Zhao blurted out: "You're not that stupid, if you really wanted to kill him, would you show such obvious flaws?"

Shen Li couldn't describe his mood at the moment. People who had a family relationship should believe him, but they didn't, even though he no longer had any hope for the family relationship.

However... On the contrary, the person he has always rejected... will trust him without any reason. The person in front of him has done too many things that surprised him, and he can't count them. Every time he does... always surprise him.

Jin Zhao looked around for a long time, felt that it was almost done, and then took Shi Dai out.

This thing is different from modern eyebrow pencils, so you have to be careful when painting.

The person in front of him already has picturesque eyebrows and eyes. He should... be able to perform well, right?

His eyebrows are just right, not like the sharp sword eyebrows of ordinary men. When he doesn't speak, he gives people a sense of gentleness, as if...he should be a gentle and jade-like young man.

It's just that this pair of beautiful peach blossom eyes are always sharp and radiating a cold light, which makes people shudder, and when they smile, they have another color.

While drawing, the eyes of the two collided inadvertently, and Jin Zhao's hand tightened unconsciously.

Shen Li looked at him calmly, but made him a little guilty, after all, he just had that kind of dream that blasphemed him last night...

He inadvertently looked away, trying to change the subject to ease the atmosphere, "Your Highness, Your Highness, in this life... no one has painted your eyebrows, right?"

The tone is sly and wanton, full of jokes.

Shen Li felt itchy at the peak of his eyebrows, so much so that his heart seemed to be scratched by a feather.

"What kind of eyebrows does the big man paint, I just think you are taking the opportunity to tease me."

"Tough mouth."

After drawing the eyebrows, I did the basic treatment, and finally it was the lips.

Jin Zhao opened the lipstick, and saw a piece of light red paste in the small round box.

Jin Zhao had never seen this kind of thing before, and thought it was the same as lipstick, but it was not easy to apply and there was no brush.

Seeing that the sky was getting later and later, Jin Zhao didn't care to study it slowly, and directly wiped some with his fingers, and put it on his lips.

Shen Li shrank his chin instinctively again.