Look, these walls are just short of being made of pure gold; this plaque is actually written by imperial brush, inlaid with gold and silver; these vermilion doors are at a prince’s level; the people in front of the door are truly beautiful… (Bragging, do not disturb)
Pushing aside the two beautiful men on either side, I took a deep breath: “Dad—Mom—I’m back—”
“Bang!”
Then everything went black.
Afterwards, they said my lion’s roar had shaken the plaque off the door, which happened to hit my head… (Luckily, you weren’t hurt)
【027】 Cultivating a Peerless Beauty Plan
“Dad—Mom—No—” Early one morning, such a shrill cry rang through the Shi residence.
Instantly, the Shi residence became lively, with chickens flying and dogs jumping.
Servants and maids rushed in groups towards the main bedroom, exchanging gossip through glances:
Servant A: The master is in trouble! Maid B: The mistress has followed him in death! Servant C: The young mistress is crying in the bedroom! Maid D: Hurry over, try to make a good impression, maybe get a bigger severance pay.
In the main bedroom, my parents looked pale, staring at the dense group of people kneeling on the ground.
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The poor servants finally learned that the culprit making them suffer was the Young Mistress—the pimple on her forehead.
Thus, the entire family began to resent the pimple on my forehead. “How cute, a pimple! So cats can get pimples too.” Ouyang Zichen was purely asking to be hit, but I needed to concentrate on my “Acne Battle Plan.”
First, wake up early and exercise.
Second, pay attention to diet. Spicy food is out; eat more bland things.
Third, maintain regular sleep to prevent hormonal imbalance causing acne.
Finally, find a way to solve this pimple right now!
Under Ouyang Zichen’s supervision, the “Peerless Beauty Cultivation Plan: Acne Strategy” began!
Day One: “I can’t get up. I’ll start tomorrow. I haven’t rested enough.” I wave my hand at Ouyang Zichen.
Day Two: “Go away, such good food! If I don’t eat more, I’m letting myself down! We’ll talk tomorrow.” I ignore him and continue eating.
Day Three: “Xiao Yin Yin, let me tell you…” I continue happily talking, ignoring Feng Qingyin falling asleep.
