The next morning, before dawn, Xu Zhuohua was pulled out of bed by the makeup artist and made to put on makeup and get ready in front of the mirror.
Xu Zhuohua was a pretty young woman who loved makeup and dancing to girl group songs, and she was very curious about cosmetics.
The rouge is very fine and not greasy at all when applied to the face; in fact, it adheres very well. The charcoal eyebrow pencil is also very pigmented.
Under the makeup artist's transformative touch, Xu Zhuohua, standing before the mirror, possessed skin as white as snow and features as exquisite as a painting.
The once innocent face has been transformed into a refined and dignified appearance.
Xu Zhuohua sat in front of the mirror, carefully admiring her own face.
I even want to marry myself!
The makeup artist stood behind her and said, "Miss is a beauty in the making. Not to mention the new son-in-law, even the president would be unable to walk past you."
Hu Niang took out a stack of silver coins from her sleeve. "Madam likes people who only work and don't talk."
The makeup artist happily accepted the silver coin, saying, "Don't worry, among all the makeup artists within a ten-mile radius, I'm the most discreet."
Hu Niang nodded in satisfaction, "Go and wait in the outer room."
"Okay, call me if you need anything."
The makeup artist came over carrying silver coins. Xu Zhuohua looked at Hu Niang standing behind her and said with some dissatisfaction, "There are two guards outside, and you still have to guard inside the house? Is it necessary?"
Hu Niang was startled. The two guards outside had clearly said they hadn't been discovered, but they still had smiles on their faces. They said, "Miss, don't worry. Madam is just afraid something might happen. Once you meet the people from the Cheng family, I won't follow you anymore."
Xu Zhuohua lifted her skirt and stood up, walking step by step to Hu Niang. She curled her lips and said, "Then you better keep up. Don't say I ran away if you can't keep up, or I'll be wrongly accused."
After saying that, Xu Zhuohua took Xinghua's hand and went out of the side hall. The two servants squatting outside the door were still sleepy and did not understand what had happened.
Upon opening their eyes, they were all speechless with surprise when they saw Xu Zhuohua walking out gracefully in a navy blue robe. Their mouths were agape, and they were dumbfounded.
Hu Niang ran out from behind, saw the two dumbfounded boys, and slapped them both across the face. "What are you looking at? You can't even look at a person properly."
The two men bowed their heads and accepted the scolding. Hu Niang didn't have time to reprimand them; she turned around and caught up with the master and servant who had already walked away.
"Young Miss, where are you going?"
Xu Zhuohua held Xinghua's chubby little hand tightly. These embroidered shoes, a size too small, were really uncomfortable. The person who prepared the shoes for her did it on purpose, not wanting her to walk too comfortably or too fast.
With her feet uncomfortable, she was naturally in a bad mood. Xu Zhuohua's voice was loud, "Go to the main room and wait for the Cheng family!"
"Oh my, you were so aloof yesterday, I thought you didn't want to get married, but it turns out you're in such a hurry to get married!"
It's Xu Minghua.
She was still dressed in a Western-style dress: a white gauze blouse, a lace knee-length skirt, and a nylon petticoat; she looked lively and beautiful.
Xu Minghua's face showed disdain and mockery. It was the contempt of a knowledgeable woman who had returned from studying abroad with advanced knowledge for a traditional young lady who had lived in seclusion for a long time.
Xu Zhuohua frowned slightly, wondering why she was so arrogant.
"Aren't I speaking on your behalf? It's easy for you to say this now that you're not in my shoes. What do you want?"
One sentence was enough to shut Xu Minghua up, and her face turned red instantly: "It's the one you wanted to marry."
Xu Zhuohua was amused by her words and slowly said, "It's not that I want to get married, it's that you don't want to get married."
Xu Minghua is truly the kind of pampered young lady who has been overprotected. At this moment, she should hide away instead of dancing in front of the man who will marry in her place.
However, she was a spoiled young lady and wouldn't understand this principle. Xu Minghua ignored Hu Niang's eyes, which were almost popping out of their sockets, and kept following behind Xu Zhuohua.
They were talking about Mr. Democracy and Mr. Science, and about Miss Fei and Miss Mu.
She tried to make Xu Zhuohua understand that she couldn't get married so early, as she still had many things to do.
If this silly girl weren't genuinely kind-hearted, Xu Zhuohua would have loved to slap her.
The group walked to the side hall behind the main house.
Seeing that Xu Minghua was following behind her, Xu Zhuohua felt relieved. Listening to the voices coming from the main room, she turned her head and glanced at Xu Minghua.
"I've heard that Cheng Muyun is very handsome and dashing. Would you like to see him?"
Xu Minghua's eyes suddenly lit up, then he looked at Xu Zhuohua warily. "What do you mean?"
Xu Zhuohua coaxed him gently, "Cheng Muyun once went to a temple to fulfill a vow, and the nuns there all said he was incredibly handsome. Don't you want to see him?"
Xu Minghua blinked and said disdainfully, "I'm not as ignorant as you, and spying in the side hall is against etiquette."
Xu Zhuohua looked Xu Minghua up and down, then pouted, "I thought you understood all those grand principles you talked about, but it turns out you just talk the talk and don't dare to do anything."
Provoked by Xu Zhuohua's words, Xu Minghua ignored Hu Niang's obstruction, peeked through the crack in the door, and looked into the main room.
Xu Zhuohua also approached the crack in the door and tried several different angles before she could see Cheng Muyun clearly.
He wasn't wearing a military uniform, but rather a well-tailored black and brown plaid suit. His jacket was in Zhang Qi's hands, and his waistcoat hugged his lean waist. He sat upright in a grand chair, a gun tucked into his black leather belt.
It's still that captivating face.
Xu Zhuohua looked up and saw that Xu Minghua was already captivated.
She smiled, and Hu Niang suddenly realized something and rushed over, but it was too late.
Xu Zhuohua suddenly pushed open the door to the side hall, grabbed Xu Minghua, and the two of them rolled out from behind the main room.
The screen was knocked over, the screen knocked over the flower stand, and the ceramic vase on the flower stand fell to the ground with a crash.
Bang! Crash! Smash!
Xu Shinong, the First Madam, Zhang Qi, and several maids stood still in the main room.
Only Cheng Muyun curled his lips after seeing Xu Zhuohua's face clearly.
"What are you doing?" Xu Shinong, the head of the Xu family, glared at the two men with a fierce expression.
After Xu Zhuohua and Xu Minghua got up from the ground, Xu Shinong gasped when he saw Xu Zhuohua's face clearly.
Since Xu Zhuohua was sent to the temple, Xu Shinong has not seen the child. After all, he was adopted, and he could never be as good as a biological child, so it was normal for him not to care about him.
If it weren't for the letter from the Cheng family the day before yesterday, saying they wanted to see the eldest daughter to whom they had been betrothed since childhood, it would have been a mistake.
Xu Minghua was making a fuss about not wanting to get married, and that's when he remembered the "eldest daughter of the Xu family" who was praying for blessings at the nunnery.
I never expected that you would grow up to be so beautiful after just a few years.
Xu Minghua clutched his arm, looking a little aggrieved, and said, "Dad, it wasn't me, she pushed me!"
Xu Zhuohua kept her head down; she was doing it on purpose.
The engagement to the Cheng family was with Miss Xu, so the Cheng family must know that the First Madam only gave birth to one child. Now that two young ladies have appeared at the same time, it would be strange if the Cheng family did not become suspicious.
A young lady who has returned from studying abroad and a young lady sent to a nunnery—if Cheng Muyun isn't stupid, he'll definitely be able to tell which one is real and which one is fake.
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