Sitting in the Pumpkin Carriage, Zheng Qing was still brooding over the unicorn's sneak attack.
Because of that sudden lick, he had to touch up his makeup in the carriage. Fortunately, this Pumpkin Carriage was not the shoddy thing he had seen last year. Its exterior was exquisite and its interior luxurious, furnished with sofas, tea tables, window ledges, curtains, and everything else one might need. It was virtually no different from a small reception room in Qingqiu Mansion.
More importantly, seated in this Pumpkin Carriage, Zheng Qing could hardly feel the slightest bump or hear the faintest noise.
If not for the scenery occasionally flashing past outside the window, he would have thought he was still in Qingqiu Mansion.
"Shouldn't you wipe it off before touching it up?"
The young publicly funded student felt the Head Maid, crouching before him, directly applying powder with a puff. He could not help reminding her in a low voice, "I think that part of my face is still wet..."
He raised an arm, trying to point at the spot the unicorn had licked.
"Don't move!"
Holding a powder compact, the Head Maid was carefully inspecting the flaws on Zheng Qing's face. Seeing this, she pulled a stern expression. "You should count yourself lucky. Unicorn saliva is a precious nourishing magical potion, and makeup can be applied directly over it... If it had been a Night Steed, Jiyang, which resembles a horse, or Tu Lou, which resembles a sheep, the makeup on your face would have been completely ruined."
Zheng Qing did not feel lucky in the slightest.
"Your family's unicorns ought to learn some manners," the boy muttered.
"This has nothing to do with my family's unicorns."
The Head Maid stopped working and argued very seriously, "This was an error in my