"Oh dear, oh dear, oh dear!" Gu Lingqiao kept wailing incessantly.
Xuexue walked in and almost burst out laughing.
Gu Lingqiao's face was smeared with something, colorful like a street clown, completely obscuring her original appearance.
Xuexue: "Miss Gu, what are you up to?"
Gu Lingqiao: "I... I'm not feeling well, just lying down for a bit."
Xuexue: "What's going on with your face?"
Gu Lingqiao: "The desire for beauty is universal. Though I'm feeling a bit unwell, I still want to look pretty, so when the Prince comes to see me, it's pleasing to the eye."
Really now, with a face like a ghost, pleasing to the eye?
The Old Maid who was initially drooping became energetic upon seeing the situation. Unexpectedly, Gu Lingqiao had the presence of mind to apply so much makeup on her face, making sure the Princess Consort of the War Prince couldn't see her injuries.
Xuexue: "Since you're unwell, why not have the Doctor come and take a look?"
