Reborn as a concubine's sister, the eldest lady went crazy

"After all, it's all about that position. I'm really having a headache. Is being an emperor the most proud thing in the world? I've sacrificed so many lives and put so much effort into it, and I thought I had it all figured out. But how can things 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 unpredictable' recently, but what has happened?"

There have been too many changes. Since he came back from the dead, wonderful things have happened in this world every day, stimulating Xu Yixing. Everyone is a mask, everyone has a second personality, and it is hard to tell who is real and who is fake.

"Maybe it's because I've been reading Buddhist scriptures recently. The cycle of retribution is well-documented."

"You are 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 on his own.

After returning home, Xu Yixing thought that he had not yet seen the princess's gift, so he asked Siqin to bring it to him.

When she opened the box, there was a silk embroidered scarf inside. It was very comfortable to touch. You could tell at a glance that it was made of silk from Jiangnan and the craftsmanship of the embroiderers. The princess's gift was small but the sentiment was profound.

But there seemed to be something else in the box, upside down, and also very exquisite.

"Mirror? Why did she give me the mirror?" Xu Yixing was puzzled. He picked up the handle and turned the mirror towards himself. He almost screamed when he saw it.

Hell!

I saw myself in the mirror, with two blobs of red rouge that had already come off, hanging there visibly, my eyelids were 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 gave her a silver mirror.

The mirror in Yi Yan's room was a bronze mirror, yellowish in color, and could not reflect things very 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, and she did not stop until she saw that her complexion in the mirror looked good.

Love is not a matter of rouge, it is a matter of the mirror!

Damn it! Damn it!

Now the silver mirror in my hand reveals every detail of the person, and the ugliness on my face is magnified 18,000 times. When I think about myself walking around in the streets with this kind of makeup today, I wish I could just slit my throat.

How miserable!

"Siqin, why didn't you remind me this morning?"

"Ah? The lady said this is peach blossom makeup..."

"You big-headed ghost! Put away this broken mirror, go to the eldest lady's room and bring me her silver mirror. From now on, no bronze mirrors will be allowed in my room!"

"Yes!" Siqin trotted away. The Second Miss 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 looked good and asked me to put on more makeup. He even sent me rouge to mock me. What was his intention?

Xu Yixing raised his hand, overturned the box, and the jars broke into pieces 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 a set of rouge to Yixing. She would definitely like it, right? In fact, a woman as beautiful as her didn't need to put on makeup at all, but if she liked it, she could let her.

"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. Good, good, great! If I knew it was like this, would I still need you to remind me?

On May 6th, the most hotly discussed 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 being roasted over a fire; the stench emitted from them was enough to stifle the entire capital city.

The performance of the second young lady of the Xu family, who was also at the banquet, was highly praised by everyone. All the ladies saw with their own eyes how the second young lady of the Xu family urged the princess to give the third young lady of Wu some respect, so as not to end up being kicked out.

Moreover, the matter involved Miss Xu, and many people praised the Xu family for their good family tradition, for not holding grudges and taking care of Wu Xueyan. Of course, the matter of Xu Yixing's makeup that day was lightly overlooked, and everyone said that Miss Xu was ugly but kind-hearted (not true).

Naturally, things were not peaceful in the Sun Mansion. After a long talk with his grandmother, Sun Ziyou came to the bedroom with two huge dark bags under his eyes. As soon as he entered, he saw the doctor recommended by the Seventh Prince checking the pulse of the lady. He waved his hand and asked 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. Even though she was just a puppet, he still showed her due respect.

"Yixing, have you heard about what happened in Prince Cheng's Mansion?"

"Hmph, an old lover sending his love letter, what a wonderful story, it must have spread all over the capital, right?"

"Please stop teasing me. I am the one who is most troubled and embarrassed by her actions. I really didn't expect that she is still as crazy as before."

The fake sat up straight on the bed and stared at his grandson You: "If I were you, I wouldn't comment on a woman who is still infatuated with me like this."

"Can infatuation be eaten?"

The conversation was not going well, so the stand-in turned away again.