Su Wanyan sat down at the dressing table again: "Do my makeup!"
The maidservant frowned slightly as she did her hair and makeup.
What makes her so special?
She's just an unwanted concubine's daughter from the Marquis's mansion. What's the difference between her and these maids?
Why should she be expected to do the hair and makeup for a concubine's daughter?
Despite her displeasure, she ultimately lacked the courage to confront Su Wanyan directly. Remembering the previous major reshuffle of the Prince's mansion by the Emperor, she dared not gamble with her own life.
After hesitating for a moment, he reached out and picked up the comb from the dressing table, and tied Su Wanyan's hair into a bun.
She really married well. If she weren't the Princess Consort of Prince Gong, why would she have to put up with this?
Su Wanyan didn't care what she thought; the more she acted this way, the more Su Wanyan ordered her to do the work.
The palace robe was an apricot-yellow brocade with cloud patterns, and the robe was embroidered with gold thread with totems symbolizing status. The cuffs were also set off by pale yellow. The inner lining was layered and overlapping. According to Yu Nanqing, the inner garment did not need to be worn all over the body.
Just a few layers that provide adequate warmth are enough.
Yu Nanqing's explanation makes things much simpler.
However, the gold hairpins and pearl ornaments adorning her head were quite heavy.
Unlike the clothes, Su Wanyan thought the headdresses were really beautiful when worn in her hair. They were not only gorgeous, but more importantly, they were valuable items that could be sold for money.
So she didn't mind at all when the maid decorated her hair.
After finishing her makeup, Su Wanyan stood up, turned around, and asked with a smile, "Yu Nanqing, how is it? Does it look good?"
Yu Nanqing was slightly taken aback. He usually saw Su Wanyan as a delicate beauty, but now that she was made up, she was even more stunningly beautiful.
With skin as smooth as cream, bright eyes and white teeth, her cherry-pink lips opened and closed, and the palace robes that signified her status added a touch of solemnity to her charming appearance.
A surge of blood rushed to Yu Nanqing's head, and she couldn't help but cough, raising her fist to cover her lips, lowering her eyes and turning her face away: "I'm alright."
"Not bad?" Su Wanyan stared wide-eyed and frowned, picking up the bronze mirror and looking at herself from left to right. "Not bad? What kind of taste do you have? You call this not bad?"
Why did she think she looked so beautiful in the bronze mirror?
Clothes make the man, and a saddle makes the horse look even better; the more you look at her, the more beautiful she becomes.
People in ancient times were just good-looking. Su Wanyan wasn't considered stunningly beautiful in modern times, but her features were well-proportioned and pleasing to the eye. People said she was the kind of person who looked good at first glance, beautiful at second glance, and captivating at third glance, making them want to keep looking.
Someone as beautiful as the original owner of this body must be the envy of countless people.
Of course, there is no shortage of beauties here. For example, the eldest princess is an absolute beauty, and Su Chien, although she is a boy, looks like a lovely little girl at first glance.
Su Wanyan glanced at Yu Nanqing with disdain: "Not bad?"
How many beautiful women must one have seen to say something like that?
Yu Nanqing felt uncomfortable under her gaze, her ears turning bright red. She quickly changed the subject: "If we don't hurry, we might be late."
Su Wanyan rolled her eyes, rolled up her wide sleeves and stepped forward, muttering, "Heh, she actually said it's alright."
She was even going so far as to stand up for the original owner of this body.
Upon hearing this, Yu Nanqing couldn't help but smile slightly. He was afraid that she would nag him for days on end, and the thought of it made him feel incredibly happy.
Su Wanyan helped him up and began to put his clothes on him.
Because she had already done her makeup, it was a bit of a hindrance to her now, especially since the hairpin in her hair kept poking Yu Nanqing's chin. Every time it poked him, Su Wanyan would reach out and touch it, saying, "Oh dear, don't mess it up. It was so hard to do it properly. It won't look good if it's crooked."
Su Wanyan's mind was preoccupied with dressing him and the hairpins on her head. Yu Nanqing only needed to lower his head slightly to see her worried little face as she carefully helped him get dressed.
The corners of her lips remained upturned for a long time.
Su Wanyan finally managed to change his clothes, put on his outer robe, and then tied his belt. Perfect.
Su Wanyan's forehead was covered in sweat, but she didn't dare to wipe it away carelessly. So she grabbed Yu Nanqing's wide sleeve and gently pressed it against her forehead to absorb the sweat.
Yu Nanqing: "..."
Yu Nanqing was sitting on the bed, but he could almost look Su Wanyan, who was standing in front of the bed, in the eye: "You seem to find it easy to use."
Su Wanyan glared at him: "I've been busy for you for so long, what's wrong with wiping my sweat with your sleeve?"
In this day and age, there are no tissues, and she doesn't want to look for handkerchiefs. Her clothes are so beautiful, so who else would she use if not his?
Su Wanyan pushed the wheelchair over and had Yu Nanqing put his hands on her shoulders: "Don't mess up my hairstyle! Don't touch my hair bun, and tilt your chin up."
Yu Nanqing: "..."
She had no idea that what was pressing down on her hair was not Yu Nanqing's chin, but his chest...
After finally managing to carry Yu Nanqing to the wheelchair, Su Wanyan immediately touched the back of her head to make sure everything was in order.
Yu Nanqing finally couldn't help but laugh.
Unlike his usual slight smile, this time it was a genuine, genuine smile that others could see—a very joyful smile.
He smiled and lowered his eyes slightly, gripping the handrails to straighten his body.
Yu Nanqing was thin, but her smile was beautiful, like a spring breeze in March, refreshing and warm.
Su Wanyan just pursed her lips and looked away.
"Your Highness, Your Highness," Xu Si's voice rang out from outside the door, "People from the palace have arrived."
People from the palace have arrived.
They came to escort Yu Nanqing and Su Wanyan to the palace for a banquet.
Presumably because Su Wanyan didn't attend the last banquet hosted by the Eldest Princess, Emperor Yuanhe specially sent a palace carriage to pick her up.
However, it is also possible that Emperor Yuanhe did this for the people to show how much he valued Yu Nanqing.
Regardless of the reason, Emperor Yuanhe's meaning was clear: they had no choice but to attend this banquet, whether they wanted to or not.
Su Wanyan pushed Yu Nanqing to the gate of the mansion. A huge and solemn carriage was parked in front of them. Moreover, Yu Nanqing did not need to get out of the wheelchair. As long as the horse harness was removed and the carriage was tilted forward, Yu Nanqing could be pushed directly into the carriage.
Importantly, even with an extra wheelchair, the carriage is still spacious, with a small stove for brewing wine, plush cushions, a specially designed round seat, and a small bookshelf filled with books for reading.
The level of luxury is comparable to owning your own small, independent apartment in modern times.
Su Wanyan looked at it in surprise, touching it left and right. She reached out and patted the pillar of the carriage: "Is this rosewood?"
Forgive her limited knowledge; in modern times, she only recognizes the value of rosewood.
Yu Nanqing did not answer her question, but spoke gently: "Yan'er, open the curtain."
Su Wanyan shuddered: "**, just speak properly, why are you calling me Yan'er! Call me by my name properly!"
Smoke, ugh~ that's disgusting.
Despite her complaints, she obediently pulled open the carriage curtains. The reason was simple: Yu Nanqing's expression was serious, and in this situation, obedience was more effective than anything else.
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