In the 21st century, beauty blogger Sang Jiang, after finishing her stream, cursed a certain brainless author a few times and unexpectedly transmigrated into a tragic female supporting character in...
She just thought it smelled really fishy. Sang Ruo was actually quite resistant to these kinds of things because she felt a bit nauseous. Moreover, as a doctor, she was very sensitive to smells, and the fishy smell made her feel like vomiting.
But seeing Sang Jiang's radiant appearance, she didn't want to refuse her.
So he simply closed his eyes and let Sang Jiang do as she pleased.
To her surprise, it didn't smell as bad as she had imagined when applied to her face; it only had a light milky scent.
Sang Jiang moved the cushion behind her back, letting her lie down on the soft couch.
Sang Ruo obediently lay down and closed her eyes to rest.
When Sang Jiang called her, she felt like she was about to fall asleep.
Sang Ruo removed the face mask from her face and sat down in front of the dressing table to look at herself in the bronze mirror.
I feel like my skin has become whiter, but I also feel like it hasn't. However, my face does look a bit more youthful than before.
Seeing Sang Jiang's smug look, Sang Ruo stubbornly said, "It's just so-so."
Sang Jiang pouted and ignored her.
"But the makeup you did for the Empress Dowager today was really good. How about you do my makeup too?"
Upon hearing this, Sang Jiang immediately perked up: "Of course! Who am I? I'm the queen of the beauty industry, it's just that my tools aren't quite as complete."
Sang Ruo chuckled softly at her energetic appearance.
"Just tell Wanqing what you need and she'll prepare it for you."
Sang Jiang's eyes lit up: "Then I'll make a list for you later."
After saying that, she sat down next to Sang Ruo: "Come, Your Majesty, let me help you with your hair and makeup."
Sang Ruo smiled and turned to Sang Jiang.
Sang Ruo's features are very delicate. Unlike Sang Rui, Sang Ruo has almond-shaped eyes, while Sang Rui has more alluring fox-like eyes. Moreover, Sang Rui's lips are also fuller than theirs.
Sang Jiang glanced at the available tools and immediately gave her a very energetic orange makeup look.
These women usually like to wear peach blossom makeup, making their whole face look pink, but some people are not suitable for that kind of pink look.
It's not that Sang Ruo is unsuitable for peach blossom makeup, it's just that she usually wears pink, so she thought of changing her style.
Sang Jiang took out her homemade orange-colored lip rouge from her sleeve, gently applied it to Sang Ruo, and then placed the lip rouge on the table.
She usually likes to bring two extra colors of lipstick when she goes out, and she hasn't changed that habit since she arrived, which just happens to be convenient for her to use now.
She carefully examined Sang Ruo's face before speaking, "Take a look."
Sang Ruo looked back at herself in the bronze mirror, feeling that something was wrong but unable to pinpoint what it was. Her eyebrows were still curved, and her lips were still red.
It feels strange, yet very beautiful, and she exudes a vibrant energy.
"How is it? Isn't it beautiful?"
Sang Jiang couldn't help but smile as she looked at her phoenix eyes.
She is very patient with the things she likes and enjoys communicating with others.
"It looks good, but it's just strange."
Sang Ruo was telling the truth.
Sang Jiang smiled, her phoenix eyes gleaming with a triumphant light: "It's not strange, it's just that you haven't tried it before. Summer is the time to wear this kind of energetic makeup, it's so refreshing."
Sang Ruo couldn't understand what she was saying either; she just kept looking into the bronze mirror with her almond-shaped eyes.
"Is this a kapok flower between my eyebrows?" she asked softly, pointing to the floral decoration on her forehead.
"Mmm." Sang Jiang nodded. "I thought it looked a lot like you, so I drew it for you. What do you think? Do you like it?"
"I think I look a lot like you, what do you think? Do you like it?" These words made Sang Ruo lose her composure.
The man had said the same thing to her back then, holding a handful of kapok flowers.
"Your Majesty, Consort Lan has arrived."
The maid's message brought Sang Ruo back to her senses.
She gently curled the corners of her lips: "Let her in."