Wen Qian sat before a faintly fragrant dressing table, completely absorbed in admiring her makeup.
The massive crystal mirror before her, polished until perfectly smooth, clearly reflected her delicate features.
Her eye makeup was especially stunning. The makeup artist had used a powder derived from phosphorescent forest insects to create highlights that made her face appear even more refined and vibrant.
Lost in admiration for her makeup, Wen Qian failed to notice the door being gently pushed open. It wasn't until a strange yet familiar figure suddenly appeared in the crystal mirror that she whipped her head around.
Xi Zhen had somehow appeared behind her, still dressed in a white gown, her red-rimmed eyes glaring.
"How did you get in?" Wen Qian frowned, standing up warily.
The woman's eyes burned with a mixture of anger and resentment. She stared at Wen Qian in silence, as if she were looking at the most heinous of criminals.
