Song Yunzhao thought for a moment before changing her clothes. She chose a jade-white long skirt and a peach-blossom red, narrow-sleeved blouse, layering a half-sleeved jacket in a slightly lighter shade over it. She slipped a solid, emerald-green jade bracelet onto her fair wrist. Then, facing the copper mirror, she applied peach blossom makeup and had Xiangxue style her hair into a modified Feixian bun, which looked less exaggerated and more refined.
'Peach blossom makeup on unmarried girls is meant to highlight a delicate, pretty charm. But since I'm already married, the focus should naturally be on allure. It's a shame the cosmetics are so limited. I tried my best to make it perfect. Aside from not being waterproof, it's passable enough.'
Xiangxue was mesmerized as she watched from the side. "My lady, you look so beautiful with this makeup."
'If I may be so bold,' she thought, 'she looks just like a peach blossom fairy emerging from a grove. Even I, a woman, can't look away.'
