"My Lady," Dong Bao whispered. "How about I get someone to prepare dinner? I'll clear up this mess so that you can rest."
Han Jing nodded and proceeded to leave the room. She stopped abruptly, looking around the room.
"Where's the mirror?" she asked.
Dong Bao held her silence while she thought about her response. "My Lady, you… You smashed an azurite mirror yesterday morning and forbid me to get you a new one," she replied uneasily.
No woman in this world would dismiss their own appearance. Lady Han was always enraged whenever she looked into a mirror. Therefore, the servants in the residence did not dare to deliver a new mirror without her permission.
Han Jing was speechless. Dong Bao observed Han Jing's expression.
"Do you want me to get you a bronze mirror?" she asked cautiously.
A bronze mirror's reflection would not be as clear. Perhaps Lady Han would not get mad this time.
"Get me an azurite mirror," Han Jing waved her hand.
"Did I… mishear that?" Dong Bao was tongue-tied.
She looked at Han Jing with uncertainty and wanted to ask again when Han Jing's face darkened, "Hurry up!"
Dong Bao obliged and left the room immediately. She asked another servant to get an azurite mirror from the storeroom as quickly as he could and ordered another servant to prepare dinner.
The servant sent another azurite mirror over in a few minutes. Han Jing's flawed face was reflected in the mirror clearly.
The maroon birthmark on her cheek was prominent. She also had some fingerprint marks on her other swollen cheek.
Han Jing touched the birthmark on her left cheek, her brows furrowing.
She felt a warm sensation on her left cheek when she concentrated her mind earlier, but it seemed normal now. What was that burning sensation?
Dang Bao almost burst into tears from her anxiety as she watched Lady Han. She would have usually erupted with anger after staring at her own birthmark.
"My—"
"Let's have dinner."
Dong Bao wanted to change the subject to distract Han Jing, but she interrupted her.
There was no hint of anger whatsoever.
Dong Bao was astonished. She was still in a daze when Han Jing left the room.
The birthmark on Lady Han's cheek was a taboo subject. Even Lady Han could not bear with her own appearance; it was why she had a bad temper. However, it seemed like Lady Han did not get mad at her own face after she was rescued from the river. She was still bad-tempered.
Dong Bao could not help but get worried. She hoped that Lady Han was not keeping everything to herself.
She walked to the dining room to see Han Jing savoring her dinner in a good mood. Dong Bao was even more confused.
The person that Dong Bao assigned to investigate the events of last night returned after dinnertime. Han Jing requested for them to answer her.
She was a female guard named Chu Qing.
"I obtained information that Lady Han spent the night at Peony Pavilion in Baihua Compound and only left in the morning," she explained. "I could not find out what happened in Baihua Compound because of their restrictions. As for Prince Ling, he was at General Han's residence and only returned in the morning, so he did not meet Lady Han. Aside from that, Miss Han also took a trip to Baihua Compound in the afternoon yesterday, but she left soon after."