The weather was clear, as if everyone was in high spirits.
On Cuiyu, Li Sangruo was still applying her makeup.
A light breeze brushed over her slightly pale face. After gazing in the bronze mirror for a moment, she pointed to her cheekbones, "Add some more rouge here to show some color."
After falling pregnant, her appetite waned, her sleep was disturbed, and she felt anxious. She had lost weight, and her whole appearance seemed sickly.
Wherever Li Sangruo went, she was expected to wear exquisite makeup, and even the danpaku on her fingernails couldn't afford a single mistake; hence the makeup artist was very careful.
"Where is the parrot that the Princely Heir sent?"
The Empress Dowager suddenly asked, causing the maid to pause before responding.
"It's being raised in the garden."
Li Sangruo slightly lowered her eyes, "Bring it before me."
