The mornings in the capital are bustling. The streets of the city are filled with stalls, and every shop is open. The sounds of vendors hawking their wares fill the air, and the number of passersby on the streets increases.
With so many people around, gossip naturally arises, and the person they talk about most is the strangest person in the capital.
If you were to ask who the strangest person in the capital city is, everyone would probably say it's the youngest son of the old Prime Minister Feng.
He was born a man, but he always loved to play with women's cosmetics.
But this person is most famous not for this, but for his superb makeup skills, which are comparable to changing one's appearance.
To understand where this art of makeup came from, we must look at her story.
Legend has it that she could transform an extremely ugly woman into a stunning beauty, her skills were so advanced that she could practically change her appearance entirely.
It is also rumored that she was exceptionally beautiful, with a face that bewitched all living beings, like a demon goddess from another world.
There are even rumors that being glanced at by her is like being bewitched and captivated; not only women, but even men are likely to be unable to resist her gaze and fall for her.
Meanwhile, the woman rumored to be able to bewitch all living beings was currently in a room of a large mansion, engrossed in tinkering with something. In front of her were many exquisitely carved jars and boxes, all open, containing brightly colored powders, which were presumably her favorite cosmetics.
Next to it was a small mortar made of black stone, and a round stone stick, the front of which was polished smooth and delicate, only about the size of a palm.
Next to the stone mortar was a jade ruler, the tip of which was covered with fine red powder, the bright color contrasting sharply with the pure white jade ruler.
The person doing these things seems very patient, and everything looks exquisite and beautiful, suggesting that this person is also a meticulous individual.
Suddenly, a gleaming white hand, almost reflecting light, reached out to the jade ruler and grasped it in her palm. For a moment, the white jade ruler blended with the color of her fingers.
Then, the man slowly wiped the jade ruler clean, then dipped it into the stone mortar, picked up some fine powder, and smeared it on the back of his other hand.
The back of her hand, ivory white, with a delicate pink hue, was so exquisitely beautiful overnight.
She put down the jade ruler, reached out and blended the pink color to make it adhere better to her skin.
"Oh? Not bad, it'll probably fetch a good price." His tone was slightly raised, unlike the usual deep, muffled voice, and instead carried a unique magnetism. Just hearing that voice made one want to see his face.
The "good price" she mentioned naturally meant the money in the pockets of all the wealthy young ladies and wives in the capital.
The rouge that has been made by Young Master Feng is bound to be of the highest quality, and its price goes without saying; it would be hard to buy even for a thousand pieces of gold.
"Ah, the old profession still makes the most money," the beautiful woman sighed, a hint of sadness in her voice.
And her old profession, as she mentioned, was naturally the skill of making rouge.
Speaking of her old profession, this was one of her proudest skills from her previous life.
Why talk about her past life? She didn't quite understand anything. Anyway, when she woke up, she had become Feng Qingge here, which was neither quite right nor wrong.
She is Feng Qingge, yet she is not Feng Qingge. That's right, it's her, not him.
The true identity of the Third Young Master of the Feng Manor is shrouded in many secrets. The Prime Minister's daughter lives as a man, which suggests there's more to the story than meets the eye.
At first, even she thought she had turned into a man, which gave her quite a fright.
Fortunately, she was relieved after learning that she didn't have that thing; she was just using the title of a man.
However, whenever I think of my past life, I still feel a little nostalgic...
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