Shu Youqing transmigrated to the Kangxi Dynasty and became a young imperial concubine in the cold palace, Shu Mulv Youqing.
Along with her transmigration came a half-functional system that po...
There was nothing wrong with the makeup when it was first applied, but the problem is that it has become smudged over the journey. Compared to Youqing, who looks fresh, natural and clean without makeup, she is naturally inferior.
How could anyone still laugh now?
Youqing glanced at Lin Miaoting. After all, she was a young woman who had been bombarded by modern beauty bloggers and had a lot of makeup experience after starting work. She could tell at a glance that there were problems with Lin Miaoting's makeup.
Upon closer inspection, the two are not particularly alike. The reason why Lin Miaoting is perceived as resembling her now is simply because her facial bone structure has not yet fully developed. She doesn't know what she will look like in the future, but in any case, she won't resemble her too much.
Youqing only glanced at it once and then looked away.
Lin Miaoting was also looking at Youqing. Someone had already pointed out Youqing's seat when she came in.
This sight, while not enough to make her feel inferior, certainly made her less confident.
Lin Miaoting came from a humble background but was exceptionally beautiful. Naturally, she wanted to secure a good future in the palace. So, after someone pointed out that she resembled the most favored concubine, Consort Shu, she intentionally or unintentionally inquired about Consort Shu's preferences, appearance, and clothing. With the help of others in secret, her progress was very smooth.
But now that she was in front of the real person, she was no match for him. At this moment, eight words flashed through her mind: "Imitating others is foolish and makes a fool of oneself."
Then Lin Miaoting couldn't help but lower her head.
At this point, Lin Miaoting still felt somewhat ashamed.
Consort Tong and the others were also very unhappy. They had thought they could make Youqing suffer today and laugh at her, but they did not expect Lin Miaoting to be so useless.
Seeing everyone's reactions, Youqing smiled, feeling satisfied. She wasn't made of wood; she couldn't possibly remain completely unperturbed when others wanted to make fun of her.
Seeing Youqing's smile made Consort Tong even more heartbroken.
Even at the very end, they were too embarrassed to bring a flawed fake to meet the real Youqing. The flower-viewing banquet ended rather abruptly, and only Chengying and Sangzhu, who were in front of Youqing, felt satisfied.