"Your Highness, the Emperor has arrived!"
Lan Qin returned to the inner chamber and happily informed Princess Consort De.
"Really?" The once listless eyes of Princess Consort De suddenly lit up with a spark. She tightly grasped Lan Qin's hand, "Quickly, help me up."
Lan Qin was somewhat worried about Princess Consort De's health but seeing her complexion much improved from before, nodded and helped her off the bed.
"Is my hairstyle messed up?"
Just as Princess Consort De was about to step outside, she suddenly thought of something and hurried to sit before the bronze mirror.
"Quick, help me touch up my makeup."
Without waiting for Lan Qin to come forward, Princess Consort De picked up the lip rouge herself and lightly pressed it against her lips.
In the bronze mirror, the woman's red lips were as fiery as flames, charming and alluring.
