"It all comes down to that throne. It's giving me a terrible headache. Is being emperor the most fulfilling thing in the world? I've sacrificed so many lives and put so much effort into it, thinking I have it all figured out. But how can anything in this world go as planned?"
Lu Anyuan did not criticize Xu Yixing's opinion. There was no one around anyway, and she was under too much pressure, so it was good for her to vent.
"You seem to be particularly fond of 'the world is impermanent' lately. But what has happened?"
There have been so many unexpected events. Ever since returning from the dead, Xu Yixing has been constantly bombarded with strange happenings. Everyone is a mask, everyone has a second personality, and it's hard to tell who's real and who's fake.
"Maybe it's because I've been reading Buddhist scriptures lately. The cycle of retribution is well-founded."
"You're right, Sun Ziyou's revenge is coming soon."
After hearing this, Xu Yixing finally relaxed a little, leaned his head back and stopped talking.
The boat quickly completed a circle and landed steadily on the shore. Xu Yixing got off the boat, waved goodbye to Lu Anyuan, and went home.
After returning home, Xu Yixing thought that he had not seen the princess's gift yet, so he asked Siqin to bring it to him.
When she opened the box, there was a silk embroidered scarf inside. It felt very comfortable to the touch. It was obvious that it was made of silk from Jiangnan and the craftsmanship of the embroiderers. The princess's gift was small but the sentiment was great.
But there seemed to be something else in the box, upside down, and also very exquisite.
"Mirror? Why did she give me a mirror?" Xu Yixing was puzzled. He picked up the handle and turned the mirror towards himself. He almost screamed when he saw it.
Ghost!
I looked at myself in the mirror, with two patches of red rouge that had already come off, hanging there glaringly. My eyelids looked swollen as if someone had hit me, and my mouth was as red as blood, as if I had just eaten a live chicken.
Xu Yixing suppressed her discomfort and turned the mirror upside down. She finally understood why everyone was looking at her like that today, and why the princess had given her the silver mirror.
The mirror in Yi Yan's room was a bronze mirror, yellowish in color, and could not reflect things clearly, nor did it reflect bright colors.
When Xu Yixing was putting on makeup in the morning, she always felt that it was too light when she looked in the mirror. She thought that the rouge was not colored well, but she stopped applying it until she saw that her complexion looked good in the mirror.
Feelings are not a matter of rouge, but a matter of the mirror!
Damn it, damn it, damn it!
The silver mirror in her hand revealed every detail of her face, magnifying it 18,000 times. The thought of herself walking around in this makeup today made her want to slit her throat.
So miserable!
"Siqin, why didn't you remind me this morning?"
"Ah? Miss said this is peach blossom makeup..."
"You big-headed devil! Put this broken mirror away, go to the eldest lady's room, and bring me her silver mirror. From now on, no bronze mirrors are allowed in my room!"
"Yes!" Siqin trotted away. The second young lady now looked like she wanted to eat herself.
"Miss, the Seventh Prince sent someone to deliver a gift." Si Hua appeared weakly, not daring to look her in the eye.
"A gift? It's not a mirror, is it? Bring it in so I can see it."
Si Hua came in holding a box. When Xu Yixing opened it, he found a set of six-color rouge packed in six small wide-mouthed porcelain jars, which were very exquisite.
Today, Lu Anyuan actually said that my makeup looks good and asked me to put on more, and even sent me rouge to mock me. What is his intention!
Xu Yixing raised his hand, overturned the box, and the broken jars were scattered all over the floor.
"You damn Lu Anyuan, how dare you laugh at me!"
Si Hua was terrified and walked out of the room. Unexpectedly, Xu Yixing followed him out, but he seemed to be talking to Xiao Wuzi. That's good, that's good, run!
Lu Anyuan, who had already returned to the Prince's Mansion, suddenly sneezed. He had just sent Yixing a set of rouge. She would definitely like it, right? In fact, a woman as beautiful as her didn't need to wear makeup at all. But if she liked it, then let her do it.
"Ying Wu, why didn't you remind me today?"
"Remind you of what?"
Xu Yixing didn't want to talk anymore and pointed his finger at his face.
Ying Wu raised his eyelids and began to squint again: "Pretending to be ugly is also a form of disguise. Besides, the lady didn't ask me to remind you."
"You! Me!" Xu Yixing was so angry that he couldn't speak. "Okay, okay, great! If I knew it was like this, would I need you to remind me?"
On May 6th, the hottest topic in the capital was that Miss Wu San, who had not been seen for many years, suddenly appeared at the banquet at Prince Cheng's Mansion to dance, and even did not hesitate to offend Princess Cheng to express her feelings for her grandson You.
The reputations of the Wu and Sun families were like rotten meat roasted alive on a fire; the stench emitted from them could stifle the entire mansion in the capital.
The performance of the second daughter of the Xu family, who was also present at the banquet, was highly praised by everyone. The ladies witnessed with their own eyes how the second daughter of the Xu family urged the princess to give the third daughter of the Wu family some respect, so that she would not be kicked out.
Furthermore, the matter involved Miss Xu, and many people praised the Xu family for their virtuous character, for putting aside past grudges and taking care of Wu Xueyan. Of course, the incident involving Xu Yixing's makeup that day was lightly overlooked, and everyone said that Miss Xu was ugly but kind-hearted (which was not the case).
Naturally, things were not going smoothly in the Sun Mansion either. After a long conversation with his grandmother, Sun Ziyou, with two huge dark bags under his eyes, came to the bedroom. As soon as he entered, he saw the doctor recommended by the Seventh Prince checking the lady's pulse. He waved his hand and told him to leave first.
Sun Ziyou sat at the end of the bed, glanced at his wife who was half lying down, and said with deep weariness:
"Yixing, the wound on your face doesn't seem to be oozing pus anymore. Is it healed now?"
"That's because Mr. Yao is a good doctor."
Sun Ziyou was a little dissatisfied, but he didn't show it: "After all, he was recommended by the Seventh Prince's Mansion. You still have to keep some distance from him."
"It was your idea to allow him to treat me, right? Why are you blaming me now?"
"I don't mean to blame you, I'm just reminding you."
The fake stopped talking and turned his face further inside the bed, unwilling to see the light.
Sun Ziyou was very polite to her, and even though she was just a puppet, he still maintained due respect for her.
"Yixing, you've heard about what happened at Prince Cheng's Mansion, right?"
"Hmph, an old lover sending his longing for love, what a wonderful story! Has it spread all over the capital?"
"Don't tease me anymore. I'm the one who's suffering the most from what she did. I never thought she's still as crazy as before."
The fake sat up straight on the bed and stared at Sun Ziyou: "If I were you, I wouldn't say that about a woman who is still infatuated with me."
"Can infatuation be eaten?"
The conversation was not going on, so the stand-in turned away again.
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