In the next few days, she learned with great concentration, from kneeling to sitting, every frown and every move, she learned every detail.
Leng Qi seemed very satisfied, his attitude towards her was no longer so cold, and he would even be amused by her occasionally, which was obviously a good sign.
And being with Leng Qi, Mu Yunsang also felt very happy, and time just slipped through his fingers. In the blink of an eye, it was half a month before winter entered, and the emperor's birthday also happened to be on the winter solstice.
The palace was very lively. The emperor celebrated his birthday, and the pomp was indeed grand. The palace was newly decorated, colorful silks were flying, and pots of wintersweet were brought in, neatly filling all the large and small passages.
Mu Yunsang has also been surrounded by a group of palace maids since the morning, and has been struggling for more than an hour.
It took half an hour to put on makeup, but because the birthmark on her face was too deep, she couldn't cover it up. She applied several layers of powder, but her cheeks still looked like clowns.
When she poured n layers of powder on her face, Mu Yunsang saw a monster with a pale face and blood-red lips in the bronze mirror. Finally she couldn't bear it anymore.
"Everyone go down, Haiyang."
"Yes, empress!"
"Bring some water and look at my face."
The most successful thing Leng Qi has trained these days is what she calls herself.
Now she has mastered what she should call herself in front of whom.
Haiyin glanced at Mu Yunsang's face and said with sincerity and fear, "Your Majesty, the servants have tried their best."
"Go and get some water and help me wash my face. I will do it myself. Are you going to play the role of a thousand-year-old zombie today? In this way."
Hearing this, Haiyin suppressed her laughter and hurriedly ordered people to go down to fetch water, and along the way, she drove the maid out of the house.
After getting some water, Mu Yunsang washed her face. Layers of powder dyed the basin of water into a turbid milky white.
After clearing the plaster wall on her face, she breathed a huge sigh of relief.
Haiyin was anxious: "But Madam, if you go to celebrate the Emperor's birthday like this, I'm afraid you will scare the Emperor. The Emperor is most afraid of seeing women with birthmarks or scars."
The corners of Mu Yunsang's mouth twitched.
I'm afraid it's not that the emperor is afraid of women with birthmarks or scars, but because she is the crown prince of Beichen Mofeng, so he is particularly picky and dislikes her.
The emperor's choice for the crown prince has always been Prince Gong. This is something that everyone knows very well.
Therefore, no matter how well Beichen Mofeng did over the years, the emperor would not give him a single word of praise.
Thinking of this, I feel that Beichen Mofeng is also a pitiful person. His own father doesn't care for him, but targets him everywhere, hoping that he will make mistakes and destroy him. It is probably not easy for him to live these years.
It's true that she has issues with Beichen Mofeng, but she is not a person who seeks revenge. Besides, she promised Leng Qi that she would not embarrass Beichen Mofeng because of her relationship, so...
"Those white powders cannot cover my birthmark. The only way to cover my birthmark is to cover these two pieces of flesh. Time is running out. The painting hanging inside is not made of parchment.
Made? Bring it to me."
"Is the empress..."
"Ha... doesn't the emperor hate my birthmark? If there is no birthmark, what can he say about me?"