Chapter Seventy-two: Makeup

  The day before the flower banquet, the clothes and dresses customized by Jinzhi Workshop also arrived. Each woman in the mansion had two new sets of clothes, even Zheng Shi and Li Shi were all smiles.

  Ye Qing was excitedly eager to try on her new clothes, Ye Qingning didn't want to be outdone and also chose a bright crimson dress to change into in the inner chamber.

  Ye Qing was slender and delicate, dressed in a soft pale pink, looking lovely and charming. Ye Qingning had a slender figure, with crimson color setting off her snowy skin and flower-like face, radiant and dazzling to behold.

  The two sisters stood in front of everyone, and it was simply dazzling.

  Zheng's face, normally stern, had a few hints of gentle smile as he thought his daughter was proud. Li, on the other hand, felt that her own daughter was even more outstanding, and the corners of her mouth rose high.

  So, people who have a loving mother are much better off than her, who only has a stepmother. Until now, no one has asked her to change into new clothes and show everyone. Ye Qinglan secretly sighed in her heart, but on the surface, she still had a bright smile.

  Jiang smiled and boasted a few words, then specially asked Ye Qingrou: "Qingrou, have you bought the Biyu hairpin you liked?"

  Ye Qingrou smiled and replied: "I've already bought it, tomorrow morning I'll definitely wear it to show grandma."

  Jiang smiled and nodded, her eyes full of kindness. Her own granddaughter was indeed different. Jiang had never been so patient with Ye Qingning and Ye Qinglan.

  Ye Qingning saw it with her own eyes and naturally felt uncomfortable in her heart, so she simply shifted her gaze away.

  Out of Chang and Tang's place, after walking a long distance, Ye Qingning finally spoke in a dissatisfied low tone: "Really biased, every time it's towards Ba Tang Mei."

  Although she didn't mention anyone's name, Ye Qinglan was very clear who she was talking about. She followed Ye Qingning's tone and echoed a few words: "Yes, Mingming is much more outstanding than Eighth Sister, but Grandmother only sees Eighth Sister." If it were someone else, they might not have minded so much. But Ye Qingning had always been competitive and never wanted to lose to anyone. Naturally, she wasn't feeling very pleased in her heart.

  It's also a common human feeling. One is the legitimate child of the former wife, and the other is one's own flesh and blood; whoever it was would lean towards the latter.

  "Hmph, if it weren't for me, the British Consulate wouldn't have sent a congratulatory message. Ye Qingning was still indignant: "Ye Qingrou being able to go together is already a blessing in disguise. No matter how dressed up and beautiful she looks, who would give her a second glance?"

  She is the only legitimate daughter of Changyuan Bo's mansion. Ye Qingrou's identity is only slightly higher than that of the girls in the third house, what kind of legitimate birth is this? The noble ladies of the capital are not so easily fooled, and with a little inquiry, they will know the truth about Ye Qingrou.

  Ye Qinglan also belongs to the "basking in reflected glory" crowd, and doesn't like to talk much about this topic, smiling but not speaking.

  Ye Qingning vented a few sentences. The sulking in her heart dissipated, and before parting ways, she specifically reminded: "Tenth sister, tomorrow's occasion is more grand, wear the two pieces of jewelry I picked out for you. Oh right, and don't put any powder on your face tomorrow, it's so unattractive to look sickly all day. Tomorrow you must dress up neatly."

  At least, Ye Qingrou should be suppressed.

  Ye Qinglan was taken aback and lost her smile, nodding casually in response.

  Ye Qingning's eyes rolled around and she suddenly covered her mouth to laugh. The smile had a hint of slyness: "Right, maybe Mrs. He will go too!"

  Ever since he knew Mrs. He had taken a liking to Ye Qinglan, Ye Qingning would occasionally tease her with a few words.

  Ye Qinglan smiled helplessly: "Sixth sister, don't tease me anymore. I'm only twelve years old and haven't thought about these things yet!"

  Ye Qingning said disapprovingly, "This kind of thing should be planned early. Otherwise, all the good ones will be snatched away by others." Suddenly, she winked and smiled, "I've seen your brother-in-law twice, he's quite handsome and refined, although a bit shy and introverted. He's not bad at all. Don't foolishly miss out on this great opportunity."

  Ye Qinglan's face turned red with feigned shyness, and she stomped her foot in a charming scold. This made Ye Qingning burst out laughing.

  After laughing and joking around for a while, the two sisters each returned to their own courtyard to rest without mentioning it again.

  The second day just dawned. Ye Qinglan habitually opened her eyes and got out of bed.

  Rui Xue brought new clothes for her to change into, autumn-colored short underpants, paired with a cyan-colored embroidered dark flower thin gauze long skirt. The fabric was extremely soft and smooth, gently clinging to the skin, indescribably comfortable.

  Ye Qinglan glanced at the girl in the mirror, secretly satisfied. Jinzhi Workshop was indeed famous for nothing, this set of clothes and skirts were plain in color, but not dull, on the contrary, because of the clever color matching, it looked more unique. The waist cut was especially good, revealing her slender waist that could be grasped with one hand.

  Hongyu took the initiative again: "Miss, let me help you with your hair!"

  Ye Qinglan was in a good mood today, and casually responded with an "uh-huh". Hongyu had the opportunity to serve her up close for the first time, and didn't dare to slack off. She used all her skills to carefully style Ye Qinglan's hair. Hongyu was able to win over Lady Xue's favor, of course she wasn't useless. At least, her hair-styling skills were far above everyone else's.

  Ye Qinglan put on the golden hairpin personally chosen by Ye Qingning, and wore a necklace with a pendant around her neck. Her whole person shone brightly.

  Even Ye Qinglan couldn't help but admit that she looked more beautiful than usual now.

  Hongyu looked at Yeqinglan with an expectant face, waiting for her to praise a few words. Yeqinglan was never a petty person, but somehow, she couldn't let go of Hongyu and only said faintly "Not bad" before falling silent again.

  Hong Yu couldn't hide her disappointment, and when she saw Gui Yuan excitedly carrying a bowl of medicine in, the stifling feeling in her heart became even more unbearable.

  It's such a rare opportunity for her to go out, but she didn't get to follow along and leave the house, instead this unremarkable little maid stole the show, it's really infuriating...

  Hong Yu coldly watched as Gui Yuan walked past her, pretending to be nonchalant as she shifted her body and bumped into Gui Yuan.

  Osmanthus suddenly lost her footing, and the medicine bowl in her hand fell to the ground with a loud crash, shattering into pieces. The dark liquid splashed all over the floor, even getting onto Osmanthus' and Hongyu's hemlines.

  Everyone was startled.

  "Osmanthus fragrans, how are you doing things?" Hongyu falsely accused him first and turned the tables: "Can't even hold a medicine bowl steadily."

  Her face turned bright red with shame and embarrassment, tears welled up in her eyes. She was clearly very careful, if it wasn't for Hongyu bumping into her just now, how could she have possibly broken the medicine bowl?

  It's getting late now, and there's no time to decoct another bowl of medicine. What should I do now?

  Hong Yu was still arguing, "It's almost time to leave, and it's too late to stay up all night. You've delayed Miss's medicine and worsened her condition, can you bear the responsibility..."

  Longan's tears fell down pitter-patter.

  "That's enough, Hongyu," Ye Qinglan's clear voice contained a thread of visible anger, but this thread of anger wasn't directed at Guiyuan: "I haven't even said anything, what are you shouting about?"

  Hong Yu's haughtiness was reduced a lot: "I just think that Guan Yuan is not steady in doing things, I wanted to teach her a few lessons..."

  "Don't think I didn't see your little move." Ye Qinglan coldly interrupted her, and when she saw Hongyu's slightly flustered eyes, she knew she had guessed correctly.

  Longan was walking fine, but when he passed by Hongyu's side, he somehow bumped into her. This caused the medicine bowl to fall to the ground. It was clear that this had something to do with Hongyu. She casually made a guess and Hongyu indeed showed her hand.

  Hongyu continued to argue: "Miss, I didn't do anything, it was Guirong who accidentally bumped into me."

  Ye Qinglan glanced at Hong Yu with a hint of disgust and said in a low voice, "I'm already clear about what happened. You don't need to say any more."

  Hongyu wanted to say something else, but was deterred by Ye Qinglan's cold glance, which made her heart skip a beat, and she involuntarily lowered her head.

  Ye Qinglan couldn't be bothered to look at her again, and softly said to Guiyuan: "Alright, stop crying, hurry up and change into some clean clothes. Otherwise, I won't take you out."

  Osmanthus was surprised and delighted, hastily wiping away her tears, and rushed back to the house to change her clothes. It's great, Miss not only didn't scold her, but also took her to the British Consulate as a guest. Miss is really the most generous, gentle and lovely miss in the world!

  He Guiyuan changed his clothes, and Ye Qinglan also tidied up. The three of them left the He Feng Yuan together and went to the Huan Cui Pavilion first.

  Ye Qingning was tidying up her bright and radiant appearance, admiring herself in the mirror. Upon hearing that Ye Qinglan had arrived, she smiled and looked over, then couldn't help but pause for a moment.

  Ye Qinglan usually showed a sickly appearance to others, her small face the size of a palm was always pale and weak-looking, and she deliberately dressed plainly. Therefore, she never really took this little sister-in-law seriously.

  Today's Ye Qinglan, in a brand new dress, with a novel and elegant hairstyle, the golden hairpin on her head and the jade necklace around her neck shining brightly, complementing her rosy complexion and sparkling eyes. With every glance, her spirit soared. When she smiled sweetly, it was unspeakably beautiful and moving, even leaving her with a sense of astonishment.

  "Sixth sister, you look really beautiful today." Ye Qinglan praised with a smile.

  Little did he know, Ye Qingning was thinking the same thing in her heart. But for some reason, Ye Qingning didn't say it out loud, instead intentionally picking on him: "Why don't you put on some makeup, your complexion is still a bit pale!"

  Ye Qinglan was well aware of her little thoughts, but pretended not to know, and smiled: "Sixth sister, don't be shy with me. Even if I use more rouge, I'm not half as beautiful as Sixth Sister."

  Ye Qingning felt a sense of comfort in her heart after hearing this, and her expression became much more calm.

  Ye Qinglan couldn't help but secretly laugh at the sight. Fortunately, Ye Qingning had previously spoken nicely, saying something like "let her dress up properly, don't lose face for the Changyuan Duke's Manor". But when she really dressed up carefully, Ye Qingning looked at her and thought it was too showy...

  It's really hard to serve you!

  Everyone gathered at Rakumon-in, and when the three sisters met, they couldn't help but size each other up, secretly competing.