The Event

"How are you working? If the guests see my wrinkled and dull face, won't that be a problem? Do something quickly," exclaimed the Queen angrily.

Li Er lowered her head in fear.

"Your Highness, please wait a moment while I prepare it"

The Queen observed her maid quickly leave the room, her eyes following her until she disappeared. Yang Le, on the other hand, simply enjoyed his tea, placing his cup and saucer back on the table. Although he found his mother's sudden anxiety amusing, he managed to hold back his laughter.

"Hey, Mother no need to be so harsh on Aunt Li Er, in fact, when you are old, a few wrinkles and dark circles won't be a big problem."

The Queen looked at Yang Le sharply.

"Rotten child, do you want everyone to say that this beautiful Queen has run out of time? That's what you mean? After all, I am the face of the great Hua Palace, of course, my face must look perfect."

Yang Le smiled.