After his experience at Yizhu Pavilion, the Emperor had, on a whim, made other concubines remove their makeup as well.
The results, however, were never to his satisfaction.
Feeling quite dejected, he eventually found his way back to Jiang Xian, cupping her face, as delicate as a freshly peeled lychee. "Of all the women in the Six Palaces, only you, Xian'er, can show me your true face."
'This "true face" that so pleased the Emperor was merely the result of the system's instant makeup and the Fan Filter effect.'
Knowing the truth, Jiang Xian could only smile at his darkly humorous words.
"Xian'er, you don't seem proud of it at all."
Any other concubine would have used this as an opportunity for a veiled jab at her rivals; such things were commonplace.
Jiang Xian said, "Your Majesty seems very fixated on the concubines' true faces."
The Emperor nodded. "There should be no deceit before me."
