At this moment, the unknowing Lin Wan was removing her makeup.
Since she became pregnant, she has worn little to no makeup, simply lightly brushing her eyebrows each day.
Looking at herself in the bronze mirror, the corners of her eyes beginning to wrinkle, she thought of the day she saw Su Luo. Su Luo, dressed casually, looked unwell, but still exuded an irresistible charm. Lin Wan's fist involuntarily tightened.
Beauty fades, and so too does the emperor's favor.
She asked her nursemaid, "Has Su Luo had any contact with His Highness recently?"
"A couple of nights ago, His Highness encountered the Crown Princess at the entrance of the Dali Temple. He wanted to invite her into his carriage for a chat, but was interrupted by Jiang Shu," the older woman carefully replied. "It seems His Highness sought Miss Su, probably about the deal!"
